“I am, perhaps, slightly rougher with her than usual. I fuck her from behind with her flat against the bed. Nowhere for her to squirm away to.”
A vignette about fuck pain.
Literate Kink
Tag: Wicked Wednesday
“We are lying entangled on her sofa and I slip my hand into her underwear and freeze. Nothing there but her naked cunt, soft skin, shorn.”
A vignette about shaving and submission.
“Because she’s on her period, and because I know she is more sensitive when she’s on her period, I want to hurt her. I look for ways to hurt her.”
A vignette about a walk and some casual sadism.
“Have her kneel in front of you, naked. Remove your own clothes. Retain your watch. Place the cane on the bed behind her, making sure she sees you do this.”
A schema for creative cruelty.
“She fumbled with my belt. I undid it as she pulled down her shorts. Urgent now. She bent forwards and I found that part of her with the tip of my cock.”
A vignette about fucking in a very public place.
“Her cunt, however, is inert. It is quiet, unchanging. A smooth and closed-seeming entrance to her body…”
A vignette about quietly observing someone’s cunt.
“Without a record of the things we do together those things become less precise. They lose their edges…”
A vignette about keeping a play diary.
An essay about the perfect grossness of a fleshlight.