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Goodies Versus Baddies: Part 2
As she lowered herself, the hosiery around my neck tightened. My body leaned forward, pulled towards her. "Upright," she barked, and the man wrapped an arm around my chest, and forced me straight again.
Goodies Versus Baddies: Part 1
"Put them on," she said, dismissively throwing a pair of white stockings at my feet. Bending over, I picked them up. "Do you know why you're wearing white, and we're in black?" she asked, as if bored. As she spoke, she lifted her legs, and rested her dark, calf-length boots on the chair opposite her. Her short skirt rose up, exposing the tops of her black stockings.
2,000 Reads: What I've Learnt From Using Vocal
I've hit the 2,000 reads mark. Granted, small change for E. L. James (any one of the 'Fifty Shades' books probably reaches that milestone on a weekly basis).
I turned the tiny plastic bottle downwards, and squeezed. Thick, gelatinous blobs of eucalyptus-infused gel thudded onto the palm of my hand with a series of gentle 'plops.' The tiny hairs in my nostrils flared with the sudden arrival of the minty aroma, my favorite smell in the world.
Keep the Customer Satisfied: Part Two
I stepped into the room and slammed the door behind me. Ahead of me stood the tiny room were we hid our surplus stock, and where Lia had screwed half of London.
Keep the Customer Satisfied: Part One
I opened the box and gazed upon Heaven. Inside was a sea of rope, each length dyed a delicious shade of crimson. Just looking at them made my heart race.
"Kiss," I commanded. Douglas leaned forward, and planted his lips on my big-toe. I was wearing my favorite black high-heeled stilettos. The straps around my ankle, and across my bridge, were adorned with an array of tiny, silver studs, which added a pleasing air of BDSM to proceedings.
A is for... Anal
As a writer (and reader) of erotic fiction, I'm no stranger to anal sex. It's a common, reoccurring, theme in both the stories I write, and the tales I read.