We are curled together, my back to his stomach, it is warm and quiet, and maybe he thinks I am asleep. He strokes the side of my body, almost absently, but I know it is not without thought and I know there is a slight fear that I might stop him, that he might not be allowed this unbidden touching.
His touch is not tentative or hesitant, starting at the side of my breast, he … Continue Reading
I want to rain hell down on you in a massive attack, a slaughter, a bloodbath, so come here, get your clothes off and get on your knees.… Continue Reading
She knew he would scream, so she brought her panties to his mouth and pushed them in, her fingers shoving the lace into his mouth until it was full.
She started to bite him, sinking her teeth through his flesh, sucking at it, chewing at the skin, creating a pattern on his body. He yelled into the gag, writhing in protest under her assault. When she had made enough marks on his body to please … Continue Reading
I hurt you with the belt, and I use familiar words and a familiar tone and it is nothing new but I am tentative and feeling my way and pushing myself to do it, and it is short and should be minor and inconsequential but we both know it’s not. Afterwards, we are both breathing emotion and feeling each other for the fallout.
I am raw and splayed open and it feels like my heart … Continue Reading
He spotted her first and caught her eye, nodding recognition. She smiled wearily, made her way to him, she looked up at him for the first time.
“Hello,” she smiled as she leaned into him.
He smiled shyly back at her, greeting her, offering to take the trolley.
He had warned her before meeting that he didn’t think he would be able to look at her directly. He was right, he couldn’t. He was nervous, … Continue Reading
What I love is not the acts, though I love them too… I love it when I kiss you and you get that look on your face, like you are sinking into it, and you bow your head and you start to look lost, and you make tiny sounds of surrender and your breathing changes and I know you are waiting for me, opening up to me and I fucking love that. It’s like watching … Continue Reading
I throw you face-first against the wall and your head hits it with a thud… you are bigger, taller, stronger… we both know it, but this, this violence, this assault makes you weak, makes your knees buckle, makes you struggle to breathe, struggle to stand.
You slump against the wall and I hold you up with an arm around your neck, the other around your chest as my teeth sink into your flesh. Your gasp … Continue Reading