“When we fuck in his office we have to be silent. Not just quiet, but silent. He bites my lip when he kisses me and I stifle the cry that rises up my throat.”
A short story about fucking in the workplace.
Literate Kink
Month: August 2024
“I use the cane, because it’s sharp. We both know that it can make you bleed, if I hit you for hard enough, or long enough.”
A vignette about a particularly severe caning.
“One night the woman I was fucking came to visit. She’d booked tickets with a big group of friends weeks before she ever met me – a strange coincidence.”
A short story about fucking someone in a haunted house.
An interactive fiction about slaying (or laying) a marauding dragon…