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Three Days — Part II Photo Credit: Klaus Hausmann | Pixabay Three days was the morning. My focus three days old. My head, it landed To the sounds...
A spanking story We — my closest, most intimate friends and I — have a little New Year’s Eve tradition. Whilst others gather at loud, gaudy parties, we assemble...
Writing lines. Writing lines. Writing lines. . . . Lines enough until your tendons ache Until your throbbing muscles quake And your haughty brattiness starts to break...
Fair Rapunzel had lived the entirety of her young life pleasantly confined in a vertiginous tower, secreted away in the depths of a dense...
What is it about perfectly positioned rope and exquisitely tied knots that is so appealing? If executed correctly the design and placement can be...
you gave me my treat You started me off with the whip, just tickling me with the leather strands, teasing; the licks felt like feathers, like whispers. Then you...
“Why do you like spanking?” she asked. I paused, and held her gaze. A pithy, flippant answer already beginning to coalesce in my mind. But in...
The painting captivated me from the moment I glimpsed it, like a black hole in the gallery wall, capturing wandering eyes with its irresistible...
Water trickling water gurgling surging splashing sploshy burbling Wooden wheel tirelessly turning spun by cascading torrents churning O I’m such a naughty girl! On sunny...
Washed away by improvising fingers (restyled after Michel Fingesten by the author) Play can be so much more than just rubbing yourself to climax. So...
