All of the previous mods said it right. Another thing to note is that since we've gotten rid of the old A-Z list, some people post stories with content we no longer allow on the site. If those stories come across and they're multi-part, it can not only get your stories published out-of-order, but can also back up the queue even farther.

I try and wait a few days, even a week before sending in a following chapter to a story. Gives the previous time to settle, and a little build on the next one.

We ARE volunteers, so wait times can vary. But, like has also been mentioned ... getting the shiny badge fast-tracks your stories to the front of the line, and you even have a special VIP section, to boot!

I've been browsing through the forums and came across this gem. Though it's a post started back around the time I first joined the site, I figured I'd toss my own two cents in.

You ask if I'm offended by your Atheism, and the answer is a resounding NO. I've been through several religious paths myself; I've never 'tried on' being an Atheist.

I was raised in the Assemblies of God church as a Pentecostal Christian. As a teenager, I became aware of the fact that there was something more out there than what my Bible told me, and went the way of Paganism courtesy of a Wiccan friend. I wasn't Wiccan; that proved to be too ... soft for me. However, I did practice 'green' magic, and studied everything I could get my hot little hands on.

I decried the reality of a 'God' who would treat me like a puppet on a string, and fell headlong into the silken embrace of the Goddess and numerous other deities. Now, a good 13 years later, I believe in God once again. I'd been through many things through my life (both natural and supernatural) that should have killed me ... Yet I'm here.

I'm not a Bible-thumping Christian. In fact, I call myself a Celtic Christian. I believe there's a God, but I know from experience there's more to it.

The only thing that offends me is the way some Atheists prance and put down my beliefs at every single turn. A former friend of mine is Atheist, and apparently couldn't stop making jabs because I'm Christian. I practice TOLERANCE. A phrase I use a lot is "My belief isn't your belief, and that's perfectly okay." My God tells me to love, and so I do. No judgments, no hidden clauses.

(Does that offend YOU?)

You'd think that instead of surrendering to the internet they would up their game and throw in some gaping asshole and full spreadage of the labias major and minora.

Little bit of Goatse and some Blue Waffle to compete, hey? How's my fave cool cat these days?

The attitude of subs varies greatly. Some are more quiet and demure, where others are boisterous and fun. I find myself bouncing between the two types. I'm too mouthy to be quiet all of the time, but sometimes I'm also attentive and serene.

Subs are a diverse group, and you'll get about 90 different answers from 65 people.

So ... you're a brat. Really. Mouthing off, being ornery,impish and generally mischevious. Disobeying to get His attention. Congrats. You're a brat. And that's not a bad thing. There are LOTS of Dom/Dommes and Masters/Mistresses looking for their perfect little brat.

I've been involved in the Lifestyle for a decade now, and have found that yes, there are varying degrees of subs.

But what I think is a good thing to note is the difference between a submissive and a slave. A slave is there to subjugate themselves entirely to the pleasures of their Master/Mistress. THOSE are the ones who's pleasure is serving Someone's every whim. A sub merely submits, giving control of the metaphorical reins to their Dom/Domme. (I don't use merely to lessen the sub in any way; I identify as one myself. I simply use it to denote the difference between the two types of BDSM bottoms.)

Every relationship when it comes to D/s is fluid and changing. There is no 'wrong' or 'right' way to be in a BDSM relationship, so long as both parties consent, scene safely, and remember limits. The key is just to find the place that you fit. No REAL Dom/Domme will ever force you into a mold that you don't belong in.

I was away for a few days with work ... Oct 21, 2015 was also Back to the Future Day ... Do you know why this specific date is DD/lg day? I'm not asking to be facetious, I'm genuinely curious.

The thought is indeed erotic. My one threesome encounter was FMF so that wasn't an issue ... but the question at hand?

I'd say it would be amazing. I doubt it will ever happen, and don't know for sure I could do it, but the fantasy of it makes me pretty hot.

I tend toward soft pinks/mauves for daytime when I work, but I go for bright pinks/deep reds when I go out. It depends on where and what I'm wearing, too. But for everyday? A neutral pink can't be wrong.

I'm more than happy to clean his cock off after he's cum inside me, and get this delicious thrill when he bathes me with his tongue ... Tasting us both on his mouth is amazing, and I love it!

Just knowing he wants to do that for me adds an extra layer to the entire experience, and that's pretty damn sexy.

Until a few weeks ago, I didn't know what this joy was like. Luckily, my current bf LOVES eating me out.

My current fave is courtesy of a stay at a Days Inn ...on the edge of the bed, and he was on one knee with one arm wrapped under one of my legs and the other holding my opposite knee up and out as he feasted on me. There was an added thrill because I apparently get a little loud when he's eating me, and I could hear our neighbor's TV through the wall, so they could probably hear me moaning the whole time!

But so far,I've loved it all... that's just the one I've found I like the most.

Not that it was something earth-shattering, nor would it change their relationship, but he had expected her to follow through. Now, she had disappointed him. Let him down. Certainly there were extenuating circumstances, yet were they enough to counter the infraction? She worried what he would say: what he would do. He was due back in three hours and retribution would be swift. She knew...

Added 08 Dec 2015 | Category BDSM | Votes 26 | Avg Score 5 | Views 34,640 | 15 Comments

The world encapsulated in darkness Soft velvet blinding my vision The sounds music thrumming in the background His voice reassuring and comforting His touch warming my skin with each movement The heat as his palm settles and squeezes The pressure rope biting deliciously into my skin The sting when he slips it between my thighs I am helpless before him Bound and blinded Loved and...

Added 22 May 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 16 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,915 | 15 Comments

Pale blue eyes coolly surveyed the crowds of people that crossed the Pavilion in a spat of free time before the next Shift. Black-gloved fingers twitched inside her pocket as the Conduit watched the milling throng, placing dark grey digits against the edge of her holo-goggles. “Conduit K to Base.” Her voice was unemotional as she watched a rowdy group of men and women in varying shades of...

Added 04 May 2015 | Category Oral Sex | Votes 11 | Avg Score 4.64 | Views 8,090 | 7 Comments

Samantha gaped up at Diondre, her eyes trying to focus while her body trembled beneath him. ‘ Did we just…?’ Her mind raced, heart pounding in her chest as she allowed her hands to fall from his shoulders, dropping limply onto the bed. She licked her lips, eyes wide as she stared. Her cheeks were pink, and Diondre held himself in check, curbing the desire to lean down and again take her...

Added 02 May 2015 | Category First Time | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 9,096 | 6 Comments

Inside my chest a staccato beat, the rhythm thumping in time with yours Eyes shining like the brightest diamonds, shimmering in the night sky Never had I felt so complete, content as I do when my fingers rest Entangled in yours, entwined with mine, bodies thrum in perfect harmony Blue-black waves stretch as far, farther than even our eyes can see Dark waves slamming against the reef,...

Added 10 Feb 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 13 | Avg Score 4.85 | Views 2,309 | 10 Comments

He coughed and put the empty shot glass down on the bar, blinking rapidly as the whisky burned its way into his stomach. Shaking his head, he turned and blanched as he watched her at the opposite end of the bar. Hannah tossed her long blonde curls over a bare shoulder with a laugh, her blood-red dress making her a beacon of beauty that men just couldn’t seem to resist. Joel slumped onto...

Added 30 Nov 2014 | Category Cuckold | Votes 36 | Avg Score 5 | Views 20,908 | 22 Comments

I was on one of my many Greyhound trips, traveling from some hum-drum city in rural Missouri to go back to California to visit some friends for the summer, on a bus somewhere in Montana that was mostly empty. If I recall correctly, there were only about fifteen of us on that particular bus, so I was sitting sideways, with my ankles crossed over the aisle. Most of us were, some were even...

Added 11 Oct 2014 | Category Quickie Sex | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.83 | Views 19,379 | 17 Comments

The room was nearly quiet in the flickering torchlight. The breeze slid in through the open windows, fluttering the sheer material she had for curtains, wafting around the old bedroom to brush over the big bed in the corner, where two bodies moved in ecstasy. A gasping cry from the bedclothes drew the beady eye of a large crow which floated outside the cold windowpane, and it turned as...

Added 10 Oct 2014 | Category Flash Erotica | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 5,701 | 13 Comments

Dark coffee slopped over the side of the wimpy styrofoam cup as Trish banged her fist on her desk. “God, I can’t seem to make a break on this case,” she groaned. While tangling her fingers in her hair, long tendrils escaped their braid to rest along her forearm as she leaned over the case file. She’d been working with the police department for two years, and they’d finally given her...

Added 26 May 2014 | Category Supernatural | Votes 20 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 7,901 | 18 Comments

Samantha stared at the RA’s door with a look of disbelief on her pretty face. She shook her head and blinked, looking again at the placard on the door; it read the same thing as before. Diondre Freeman, Resident Advisor. She’d returned to school after a week of successfully avoiding time alone with Diondre, fearing what would happen if he got closer to her. She’d longed for the start...

Added 17 Apr 2014 | Category Taboo | Votes 17 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 9,830 | 13 Comments