erotica

Oh lord and master. High muckety-muck.

The fun we__l have tonight is called figging.

He has one hand over her mound and works his fingers as if he was playing guitar, making beautiful music with her tiny button. He serenades her with a love song that only his fingers know how to pick- a tune that no man can duplicate.

I nearly believe you. The challenge remains extended-make me believe you -- Benjamin

Not that you__l have any fun. I know my safe word, and I intend to use it.

Life is too short to ignore your kinks

If the goddess__nd that would be me, by the way__s displeased, you__l get bats in your hair and mice in your boots.

You are such a sleazeball, Rhodes__alking, talking proof of why siblings shouldn__ marry.

Honey, letting us isn__ the issue. You either cooperate and get it done, or don__-and still get it done.

They wanted her. They all loved her. And they wanted to keep her.

A hard man is nice to find

Those big green eyes were even bigger than usual as she stared at the two of them. For a moment, she looked like a kid who__ found the last cupcake on the planet.

Okay, you__e older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we__l probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I__l learn to use a cane, and I__l get to beat on your ass for a change.

Hey, it__ totally masculine. It__ cowboy butt sex.

Impertinent submissive,_ Raoul snapped, and his dark brown eyes turned mean. __othing new for this one. You're doing a lousy job of bringing her to heel, Marcus.___ring me to heel? Like I'm a dog?_ Without thinking, Gabi instinctively yanked away and snapped out, __ite me.

I got the recurring itch to hunt for a dirty scene._ I found myself in a swank hotel bar, a Westin or someplace like that, and flirted shamelessly with a well-dressed man who invited me up to his room._ I could say he slipped a Mickey into my drink, but, I__ be fooling myself._ When the endorphins kicked in, the man had his belt around my neck and choked me, while riding me from behind and calling me names._Afterward, he asked if I was okay and reminded me I agreed to this type of breath play._ Maybe I did._

Should I try to help her? Surely I was strong enough to loosen that stubborn backpack. And, in doing so, I could make a clever comment about how cold it must be outside for her nipple to get so hard. She'd laugh and toss her head back; her long blond hair would fall off her shoulders onto her back in slow motion. Thankful for my help, she'd lift up her shirt to give me a better look at her tits before I rip her clothes off and throw her down on the dirty hardwood floor.Shit, I gotta stop watching so much porn." - Tyler Campbell, Safe With Me, Part 1

At the Slavemarket:__ow is her disposition?_ __eek as meek can be; we tried training her in the care of sheep, but they bullied her, and drove her to tears.__ayd turned to Fudail__ henchman Falih. Falih was a bald, fat man charged with keeping the slaves in line. His face bore scars that seemed to indicate that he had just recently tried to rob an eagle nest whilst the eagle mother was still at home. His legs stood knock-kneed and he held his groin as if something serious was amiss with the heirlooms entrusted him.__ swear to you, she is an angel sent to earth to spread kindness,_ Falih said, his voice somewhat out of pitch. Something must be wrong, thought Iayd.