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“Fuck!“ Madeline tugged her hood back over her head, even as the wind fought to toss it away again. She tried holding the front partially closed with one hand, but the wind-maddened rain ran down inside her sleeve, soaking her to … Continue reading
i’ve had Vanilla-life-interruptus…and Master and I had a long and lovely phone sex session Friday night. I have the very last chapter of Tanked about half done, and simply no time left tonight to finish it. Saturday is a very, … Continue reading
(this is a micro chapter…sorry, all I have time for today! ~n~) “Wider.” His words were a soft, rude grunt. There was the sounds of squirming, of wire coat hangers squeeing across the closet pole, the crunch of plastic-covered clothing. … Continue reading
“So the boys’ll be over in a bit.” The sounds of skin slapping, moans and the sharp tang of sex in the air fill the room. “I…” she gasps, unable to speak from the incredible pleasure. He holds the vibe … Continue reading
Corinne wondered what her Master had in mind now. She’d just gotten one hell of a spanking for being rude to him, and now he was walking along like nothing had happened. As if reading her mind, he tugged her closer … Continue reading
“So, um, can you fix it?” she asked, leaning over to peer where his torso disappeared under her kitchen sink. He tilted his head a bit, caught a perfectly fabulous view of her cleavage, observed the deep shadowed V “pointing to … Continue reading
She languished in her bathtub. What a week it had been, between work, errands, duties to the Man, her parents divorce arguments…she felt like a piece of taffy that you see in those ocean-side taffy shops, pulled and twisted this … Continue reading