Tpe Stories

Hostage-held in your arms, sweet captor. I feel the sadism controlled in your skin like potential energy - it breathes chills, shivers and gooseflesh into me from the grope of your grasp on my vulnerable flesh. Idle and restless, I writhe, bratting and begging for your strength to be my guide, a demented doctor in the dark, a cruel master walking me - hooded - to the auction block Let me hear how much the world thinks I'm...

Dago allowed her only a brief pause. Barely the time to catch her breath, to register the tremor still running through her body, before his hand closed around her again and guided her downwards. Not violently, not with haste, but with a firmness that left no room for misunderstanding. Ashley sank to her knees almost instinctively, her body responding before her mind had fully caught up. The floor was cool beneath her palm...