The lightest of touches, starting at my calves. Working its way up, like an electric charge. Not a muscle is moved, I sink into the feeling. ~ My mind whirling, my stomach churning with anticipation. Blindfolded & bound, willing prisoner to the bed. Quietly I wait, I am Your good little girl. ~ Your energy filling the room, a lot more intense. Still in silence, you gather your tools, setting the scene. Each movements well...

You had told me what you expected. When you come home, I am to be waiting in the middle of the room, naked and kneeling. I wait, feeling restless with anticipation. I hear the door open and I grow still, my mind calmed by your mere presence. Standing in front of me, you raise my chin with your fingers until my eyes meet yours. I can see how pleased you are to find that I have followed your instructions. From behind your b...

‘My Good little girl,’ He whispers deep in my ear. Hands bound over head A faint sign of struggle. As I’m tied to the bed. ~ ‘My Good little slut,’ He murmurs a bit louder. Walking around the room He surveys his prize intently. My naked body bathed in the light of the moon. ~ ‘My Good little whore,’ His voice commanding me now. Pushing my breasts forward Spreading my legs wider. I am ready to be his reward. ~ ‘My Good lit...

It had only been a few days since my last encounter with him, but my body already felt restless, the anticipation clawing at me. Every quiet moment I had, I was left wondering when he would show up again, and my mind would drift into the many ways he might push me over the edge. That early evening, I sat in my living room, a soft love story playing on the TV. One of those movies with the kind of passionate sex scenes that...

It was cleaning day, and as usual, I liked to keep things simple—just panties and a loose shirt, no bra. The freedom of it made the chores feel less tedious. I was scrubbing the windows in the front room when I noticed my neighbor across the street. He was chatting with some contractor, but I could hardly focus on anything except him. Tall, dark-haired, fit, and always with this air of quiet dominance that made me weak in...

Her heart raced uncontrollably threatening to escape her chest. His stubble tantalized her neck as his breath seared against her. The heat pulsing from within was inescapable. His index finger strummed her masterfully like no other had ever done. As if this symphony was hers alone. The innocent touch on her thigh led to this moment, gyrating her hips silently begging for more. She was excruciatingly close. As he nibbled h...

“Say it again!” he demanded. But I couldn’t answer, as his fingers slid through my slick, swollen folds, plunging inside my tight cunt. I gasped as he hooked his fingers inside, the very tips rubbed against that glorious bundle of nerves. Grinding against his hand, my need peaked. “Don’t make me ask again,” he growled, claiming my lips, his tongue thrusting inside my mouth, mimicking the movement of his fingers. Pressing...

His footsteps echoed off the hallway floor. It was the warning I needed to get in position. He didn’t know it at the time, but there was a reason I wanted hardwood floors throughout the whole house. It was not just for aesthetics. Subs needed every advantage they could get, and sometimes, the sounds of their footfalls were all telling. I silently slipped off the bed, my bare feet padded lightly across the floor, and lower...

Taylor nudged her shoulder to turn her around, now facing him. He paused, yet again, and looked her up and down. To her credit, she was perfectly positioned and showed no signs of her indiscretion. He furrowed his brow and looked expectantly at his kitten. She’s just rusty and if she’s anywhere as needy as me, well, it’s understandable. I’ll just give her a bit of a nudge, he reasoned. He glanced behind her into the hotel...