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My Crazy Not Romantic Craig’s List Love 2
I reread all 615 emails. Staying longer on the emails where he sent his photo. He’s so beautiful. His eyes are deep pools of sorrow. I want to drink in his darkness. But I’m on a mission. Looking for something. Anything where I can yell, ahuh. I knew it. I can leave you now. The obsession can finally end. Haha. My sanity has left the building. I click the email app closed...
BDSM Erotica: Strung up and Whacked
Sitting in the corner of Sir’s room always gets my head going. He’s in the next room banging around, I can hear Him, but He told me to sit where I normally do in my corner in my waiting position—naked with my hands on my thighs palms facing down, head lowered, eyes to the floor, sitting on my feet with my legs slightly apart, of course with His collar on. I’m facing a wall. Why is it that I’m always facing a wall?
Lorah CatherinePublished 6 years ago in Filthy7 Things I Learned Working on a Phone Sex Line
The phone rings. It’s Susan, the receptionist. There is a man on the other line. She tells me his name and who he wants me to be. He’s asked for Alice.
ConfessionsPublished 6 years ago in FilthySubSays: 4 Things Wrong With 50 Shades of Grey
Many of you have probably heard of the oh-so-popular kink-related series called “50 Shades of Grey.”, written by author E. L. James. As an active member in the BDSM community, I am more than happy that our lifestyle has been brought to life and has been shared throughout the ‘vanilla’ world. However, there are some aspects of the Dominant/submissive (D/s) relationship shown by Christian Grey and Anastasia Steele that I think should probably be discussed and addressed before someone gets the wrong idea about topics of consent, submission and power play. I would personally feel bad NOT writing about it.
Lorah CatherinePublished 7 years ago in FilthyWelcome to Kitten Play
BDSM used to be something that was rarely seen or head of, being on of the taboos things in the word that was talked about in hushed voices in other rooms. You probably imagine men in leather and woman wearing strap-ons for dominating a man; and in some way this is true and others not. Not all BDSM is like that, though come one, leather can feel very nice against your skin, but that's for another day. Right now, we are going to focus on Kitten Play.
Skielar SnowPublished 7 years ago in FilthyA Day in the Life of a Wife Led Marriage
Those who have read my articles before know that I advocate female-led relationships and the feminisation of husbands and boyfriends as the route to harmony and love. This article looks at a typical Saturday in my own marriage where I wear the trousers, metaphorically and sometimes physically and my husband doesn't. Our lifestyle is unusual by current standards but nevertheless results in an extremely loving, affectionate and harmonious relationship where arguments and discord have all but ceased. I would argue therefore this shows that my untypical lifestyle is a blueprint for the future. Here is an overview of a typical weekend day in our life with some of my thoughts thrown in.
Alexa MartinezPublished 7 years ago in FilthyMasked Mistress Chapter 4
I wake up to the sound of my alarm. I groan in protest, I haven't had much sleep and need coffee. I get up and walk lazily to the kitchen in my black lace thong and matching bra. I need my caffeine hit, I don't want to be a zombie today.
The Love I Can Never Have
We met on Kik, on the Roleplay side app. It started out as a simple role play with him and another fellow role player. It was supposed to be a threesome and it got dull after a couple hours as well as the other guy having to work that night. I liked his vibe so I decided to talk to him outside of role play and that night changed my life considerably ever since that night. We talked a little and he convinced me to get Skype, little did I know that wouldn't be the first time he convinced me to do anything. I got Skype and signed up for it connecting with him on their no less than ten minutes later. We started getting to know each other and we weren't that far apart in age he was 17 and so was I. I'm older by a couple months but the power that he had over me showed from the start that he was in control.
Shay CaseyPublished 7 years ago in FilthyThe Evolution of the Power Bottom
“It has become almost customary in work on this subject [of porn] to acknowledge the problems associated with academic enquiry into pornography and the whilst it is largely superfluous to rehearse once more the reasons why such problems exist, it can scarcely be denied that debate around pornography in a popular or academic context has often been characterised by hyperbole and sweeping generalisations.” (Mercer, 2012)
Jam StewardPublished 7 years ago in FilthyCatch My Lamborghini
Driving a Lamborghini is more than just a blushing rush of adrenaline. It's more than a feeling of luxury or elitist pride. The speed, the danger and the edgy tease of the design make it unrepeatable; undeniable even. When I'm inside it's more than simply thrill that courses through me, its lusty embrace appeals to my desires every moment I'm behind the wheel. You see, a Lamborghini does not ask permission, it owns it. Today I will be no different. I grab my keys from my desk and glance around to spot my supervisor heading into his office, shutting the door behind him with his ear to his phone.
Yivea DivinePublished 7 years ago in FilthyEmpire of Shenendril: The Blue Chronicles 0: Chapter 4
Chapter 4 The shadows of the night lengthened as the sun dipped below the western horizon. One by one, as their poles fell into shadows, the lights that illuminated the better maintained streets of the Gulch at night flickered to life with the power of magic. On avenues, less frequented by Guildsmen on business and traveling Nobility, they had to make due with oil lamps hung from poles, or nothing at all. The lights gave the citizens only a semblance of safety, an illusion of security thanks to patrols by the city watch. In the alleyways and shadows of the labyrinth like streets of the Gulch men and women waited for the unwary to wander by. Whores lingered in the fitful pools of light provided by those oil lamps as they sought to separate men from their coin. Moans of passion as well as groans of pain could be heard from the many narrow alleys. Children of the street, called Minnows, snatched purses and begged for coin under the watchful eyes of their Sharks.
Kaiden MossPublished 7 years ago in FilthyKittens Need to Learn to Behave
Late at night you have me chained up to the bed waiting for you to finish showering, left alone with all the excitement of what's to come. You enter the room naked, wet and clean, as you dry yourself off a little I watch you with your eyes staring at my naked body.
Lexi KnightPublished 7 years ago in Filthy