“Half a mile down the track, having seen not a single other person, he puts the collar on her. The metal one, which locks with a screw.”
A short story about a pet play training exercise.
Literate Kink
“Half a mile down the track, having seen not a single other person, he puts the collar on her. The metal one, which locks with a screw.”
A short story about a pet play training exercise.
“She tells me about the guys she’s fucked so far, counting them off on her fingers. The jazz musician. The nerd. One threesome.”
A short story about a chance meeting, and blood.
“She is shivering slightly – in others this would be a sign of nervousness, but I know that she is excited, eager.”
Three short vignettes about three different kinds of pleasurable pain.
“Later you fuck, roughly and at length. You think that it might be the last time. She bites your arm and you pull her hair, driving into her…”
A short story about sex and social media.
“She sweats profusely. I notice this first when we go running together. Her sweat slicks down the hairs on her arms.”
A vignette about sweat.
“To accept the panicky suffocation of his cock in her throat for five, six, seven long breathless seconds without fighting, without flailing…”
A vignette about sucking cock as an act of service submission.
“She and I watch porn together. We watch porn together while naked in bed with my dick inside her.”
A vignette about watching porn with a lover.
“Some of the liquid slips down her throat despite his injunction. She can’t help it. His cock forces it down into her…”
A vignette about a wet and messy facefucking.
“Exactly ten minutes after she arrives at my house we are naked and fucking on the floor in front of the mirror in my bedroom.”
A vignette about an abrupt and urgent fuck.
“It’s hot in the kitchen. She’s grateful that she’s not wearing many clothes…”
A vignette about an act of service submission.