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)
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)
The vibrations start. Wild. Intense. Buzzing and buzzing against my little button. Against that particular bundle of nerves that you never fail to stimulate. Instantly I am pulling at my restraints. My back arching off the mattress. My fists furling. Muscles quivering. “Oh sweetheart. I don’t hear you counting.” You lean over, wickedly grinning, and … Continue reading Hush. (3)
I open my mouth to scream but…the only sound that comes out is a croaked yelp. You can smell the fear. The air is saturated with it. You don’t let it bother you however. You know in the back of my head, somewhere deep, deep in my subconscious, I know that I’m safe. I know … Continue reading Hush. (2)
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)
“Heel.” My ears perk at the command. I trot over to you, sitting in your armchair, on all fours. You smile affectionately at your human-turned-puppy. It’s so easy. With just a snap of your fingers you can turn me into whatever form you want. And today, that form happens to be an obedient, docile, puppy. … Continue reading Forever His Pet.
the-romantic-dominant: Submitted by @uncensoredeloquence I don’t remember. I can’t recall the induction. I can’t recall the snap of your fingers along with your command. “Sleep.”I don’t remember your words whispering in my ear, painting a whole new reality. One where you are not you.I don’t remember how I got here. Standing on this street … Continue reading A Whole New World.
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