Category Archives: BDSM

Choke Me — Evelyn Moore

“Pretend you have a knife,” she said. The first time I met Emery I didn’t know what to expect. She was different. Not in a bad way, but she turned heads. She wore her black hair shoulder length and parted it on the left, while the right side of her skull was shaved close to [...]
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Cooped Up — Tilly Hunter

Nick put the last screw through the hinge of the chicken coop and stood back to admire his work. It was a pine A-frame ark with a cosy perching area opening onto a meshed run. Perfect for the four Plymouth Rock point-of-lay pullets they’d be picking up next week. ‘What do you think?’ he called [...]
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The Computer Chair: Not Just Another Naughty Story — Penelope Jones

You sit in your computer chair. I’m sure you can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I fall to my knees at your feet. My cheek brushes across your bare foot and my dark brown curls tickle your toes. Your foot lifts and forces my cheek into the hard, grainy wood floor. I [...]
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Night Thoughts — N.J. Harris

So, how had she come to find herself in this position? She asked the darkness of the blindfold. Here she was handcuffed to the headboard, blindfolded and with her ankles held in leather cuffs at either end of the metal spreader bar that kept her legs apart, adding to the feeling of vulnerability. She shifted [...]
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For You — J.M. Sloderbeck

Have you ever felt powerless? Helpless? Do you know what it’s like to be completely at the mercy of a man who knows everything about you — every inch, every orifice and opening, every craving you’ve ever had? You will. Imagine, if you will: a darkness, but not complete, not without some light to hold [...]
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Those Little Tricks of Life Part Two — Angela R. Sargenti

Frankly, I’d have called it a day after that, but Eddie was still pumped up on them damn pills and had other ideas. “Now you get over that bed,” he told me, while Sally stood there wiping her eyes and rubbing the heat out of her ass. “You ain’t been such an angel lately, neither.” [...]
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Those Little Tricks of Life Part One — Angela R. Sargenti

My roommate in this dump, Sally? She still has some pretty nice tits. Mostly what we do is cop a feel now and then, ’cause neither one of us has the energy for sex like we used to, but we manage to squeeze in a little here and there, especially when all the other old [...]
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