the life and musings of a kinky slut
~ a poem ~ Our kiss didn’t end the moment our lips parted. The warmth of your breath, your mouth, lingered on my skin. Even as I stepped back. Even as I smiled and told you bye. Even as we walked away. I felt your kiss throughout my day. In moments that came without warning. […]
~ erotica ~ His face was blank, cold. He worked quietly, except for the muted snap. He held the ribbon with one hand and lined up the medical staple gun with the other, making sure his aim was just so. He was creating art, cruel art, for his enjoyment. This went on for what seemed […]
~ erotica ~ “What are you looking for tonight?” He sat in seiza, black kimono and matching pants perfectly pressed, arranged just so. His face was plain. “Something different.” “I have rope. You have your body. From there where would you like to go?” “Hmm…” You could always find him in the same spot every […]
~ a story ~ “Hi.”“Hey.” It was the same as it had been between them for some time now. Short. Curt. Never outright rude, but not warm either. Like any other day. Except today wasn’t any other day. He saw it. Normally there was a moment, a split second of eye contact, and then returning […]
~ erotica ~ He had a curious grin on his face. “Why are you smiling?”“Because it’s you. It’s actually you.”“You did read the model release form, correct?”“Yeah.”“And my name was on the letterhead.”“Yeah, but. You don’t think you’ll actually meet the head of the company on your first audition.” Another one, fresh from the farm, looking […]
~ a story ~“So, how is he paying for this ride: cash, grass, or ass?”“The second option, actually.”“Oh.” I should not have been surprised. It was 4/20 after all. But it wasn’t until he answered my off-the-cuff question that I remembered the date and the preferred way many folks celebrated it. Still, the next few […]
~ erotica ~ Our best fucks always happened after fights. We’d start off screaming about something in the living room and soon find ourselves naked in the bedroom, though often we didn’t get that far. Occasionally we’d begin ripping each others clothes off while still in the middle of the argument. Those were fun. Aggression […]
~ erotica ~ “Turn your ass towards the camera.” She did as she was told. “Spread your cheeks. Wider. I want to see your asshole before I fill it.” She didn’t like this angle. She wanted to see her Master, glimpse his face on the screen as he ordered her around. Still, she always did […]
~ erotica ~ “How was your test?”“Brutal.” “I thought college was suppose to be about learning. This shit feels more like torture.”“Indeed.” ~ “When examining the works of. Of. Copley. When examining his portraits. On the whole. One sees. Oh God.”“This is not religion class, Ms. Lane. And though Copley’s work is magnificent, I do not […]
~ a story ~ Never read his Twitter feed before bed. If you do, you’ll start dreaming of him even before your eyes close. You’ll wish for what you can’t ever have, imagine a life you’ll never live, and bath yourself in what-ifs til your heart groans. Never comment on his blog. No matter how […]