The darker side of love

My hands are streatched above my head tied to the posts with strong chain My humiliation is complete I feel so alone, until he comes in. My heart rate increases (with fear?) My body tenses[…]

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My adven… my words

My First Adventure I had never cheated on my husband in twenty-three years of marriage, but he was absolutely convinced that I was having an affair and obsessed with the idea of getting me to[…]

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Another day's work

Darlene lie back in a nice warm bath, one leg dangling over the side, thinking pleasant thoughts as she slowly rubbed one off, just for the pleasure of it, a pleasure she’d been enjoying more[…]

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Trick or treat

There was something about the air in Chicago whenever October rolled around. Brooklyn breathed in the fresh autumn air from the patio. For some reason, the air seemed fresher and cleaner. Its crispness mixed with[…]

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First get together

After settling in to where we decide to have our gathering. We lay a blanket down to sit and snuggle and tease each other a little. Picture me straddling you and taking my hand and[…]

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It wasn't me.

This story was difficult for me to write. Not because there's violence or anger. I've done that before. Not because it's dark, although it is. This isn't the first thing I wrote that you weren't[…]

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