Triple X- RatedThis blog is for ADULTS ONLY and contains themes of BD/sm. The stories contained within are just that--sexual tales of sadism, masochism, orgasm control, and pictures of naked tits. If any of this stuff is offensive to you...why are you here? Seriously ~ this is sexy stuff and not everyone can handle it. BDSM themes abound... You have been warned.
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Tag Archives: D/s
All worked up and nowhere to put it, she mused. Sitting in her car in the parking lot, key in the ignition, she pondered the last few minutes at the club, trying to see how he’d managed to not only … Continue reading
If you’ve been reading here any amount of time you’ve likely heard me talk about “Like Day.” The evolution of the day isn’t so important just now, just the information that this is the one day that I get an … Continue reading
I have a task. It’s fairly new, instituted at the end of January. And I was given a “pass” for several weeks while I was really sick. But I’m not really sick anymore, in fact, nearly recovered. I forgot the … Continue reading
The ride home was a blur. She wanted to ask questions, but couldn’t make the words form. His hand found her breast as they cruised through the last lingering traces of the day. The crimson sky had faded to a … Continue reading
y’all…this was supposed to be a stand-alone but you threw SO many good “what-if’s” at me…how could I resist? uhm…does that make me “easy”? Yeah. I thought so too. 😀 ~nilla~ He sat across from her, glancing from the menu … Continue reading
“OUCH!” He opened the clothes pin, removed it from his fingertip. “Those really pinch, the little fuckers.” “ur ellng eee…” A long string of drool hung from her chin. She stood with hands over her head, secured to the hook … Continue reading
so…ya’ll know that M and I are wicked football fanatics, yes? (American football, that.) So we’ve had this bet thing going all season and I’ve been *wicked* good at it, earning O’s like crazy each gameday. So this week I … Continue reading
It was like a breath, held and waiting for exhalation. That long, long pause as she lay spread, legs raised high, tied to the topmost notch in the tall four-post bed, waiting. The bite of the clothes pins, the rub … Continue reading
Bite me touch me pinch me squeeze me until I whimper then squeeze me a bit more. Make me squirm with the desire that grows between my thighs as you torture me, sharp slaps, snapping toys, fucking pink brush. Please?