A closer glance revealed the lines of age on her face. When she said she had grandchildren, I didn’t believe her at first, the truth hidden by the sultry and vivacious nature she had on full display that night. I see it now though She danced like a woman full of passion, the sway of …
She rattled the chains that held her, looking for that inch of leeway. None existed. Trussed up tight with arms and legs bound, with body bent and cunt exposed. “Walk into my parlor…” The whispered words tickled her ears, caressing like the fingers trailing down her back. They tap, gentle than hard and then back …
Greetings and salutations. Welcome to that weekly post where I (and other similarly minded kinksters) scour the net to bring you Posts of note. Kayla Lords Sensation is My Muse This captures what I want people to feel when they read my reading. I want it to move you, touch you, arouse you. Just as …
Day 36: 865 words. Prompt was about the why of tasks – “You’re making this harder than it needs to be, kitten.” She slumped down on the couch, the computer hanging precariously on the edge of her leg. Of course she was making it harder than was necessary, but she couldn’t seem to get her …
Another week, another set of restrictions. The man takes pleasure in holding us down even as they themselves use the exact same advantages to get ahead. Leave me to enjoy my sex in peace, I say. Don’t want the man polluting that source of joy, too. So here’s me sticking it to the man with …
Extra post: 525 words – Washed up. Those words were burned into her mind’s eye, the only thing she could truly remember from the critic’s corner section of the newspaper. It served no purpose dwelling on it, but her hand sought out the article without thought. She pulled the paper close, griping the sherry glass …
Day 10: 1091 words – It started innocently enough. A question about writing topics for today as National Novel Writing Month was going strong. Kitten was bouncing ideas off of Daddy. He was great at inspiring a story with just a few words, a thing she loved about him. He tended to challenge her when …
Day 7: word count 950. May be a topic that’s a bit weird, but hang in – “Come over here, kitten.” She looked up from where she’d been puzzling out a story for National Novel Writing Month to see him motioning for her. He patted his knee and she went to lie over his lap. …
She blinked. The distorted image of her body cleared, but the next blink brought it back. Grotesque. Lopsided smile, crooked teeth, bent nose, uneven breasts, bloated stomach, blotchy skin, ugly cunt. Blink. She touched her face as the image cleared again. Smooth skin was under her fingertips and in the mirror. Blink. The skin seemed …
“I’d rather be an old man’s sweetheart than a young man’s fool.” That’s a saying I learned from my mother. She’d mention it from time to time when the topic of dating came up. She’d been with a young man early in life and it took an older man to teach her a little about …