A feral growl ripped from Christians throat. His lips curled into a wicked snarl. His lips cruelly twisting as he forced her legs apart. Making sure his grip remained unyielding at her throat, he released her other hand and slid his own down her body. Roughly grabbing at her gently sloped breasts. The shirt. He … Continue reading Head Start (3…FINALLY)
Christian started off at a sprint. Much faster than the pace Jane had set. He had watched her ponytail swishing with each bounding step she took. Each one carrying her farther and farther away. He watched the spot where she had disappeared into the thicket. Watching as the forest seemed to swallow her tiny frame … Continue reading Head Start. (2)
Her heart was thudding against her chest as she lay on the bed. She was ecstatic. Out of her mind ecstatic. Christian was planning something. He, of course, wouldn't tell her what. All she knew was on the note that was left on the counter when she got woke up this morning: "My love, when … Continue reading Head Start. (1)
There was a moment we were together. Do you remember? I couldn't think of that word. I couldn't think at all. My body was frozen. Panicked. Panting. Crying. You recognized it instantly. Realizing that no, this was not play. This was real. Very, very real. I was petrified. I remember trying so hard not to … Continue reading The Moment.
A thick string of saliva followed Christian’s fingers as he withdrew them from Jane’s pretty lips. He watched those eyes of hers…those endless pools of burnt sienna, now wholly glazed over with burning desire. With need. With yearning. He opened the door for her and helped her get in, of course not without a sharp … Continue reading Familiar Strangers. (3)
“Well, what do you say?” Jane’s mind was spinning. Flying through justifications. Heaven knows she wanted to…fuck! She wanted to so fucking bad. Her panties were absolutely saturated. Her cunt slick with arousal, throbbing in wanton desire. She could feel it running rampant through her veins. Coursing through her body in her blood. That heat. … Continue reading Familiar Strangers. (2)
Christian made sure to instill all the commands during the induction. He wanted to make sure nothing went wrong. Wanted to make sure Jane could come out of it should something happen. This was her fantasy, and he wanted to give it to her. Wanted to breathe life into each and every one of her … Continue reading Familiar Strangers. (1)
The night is black. Not your classic type of ebony though. No. Tonight is…different. A thick, dense kind of black. An ‘under the blankets’ suffocating kind of black. It has a tone. A feel. A vibe. An energy. I’m not a hippie but it’s true. It seems to swallow everything in its wake. All sounds. … Continue reading Hush. (1)
Uncensored Eloquence 