the life and musings of a kinky slut
~ erotica ~The cowboy puffed on his cigar, then brought his mouth to her lips. He kissed her softly, gently. The smoke entered her mouth, slipped from both their lips, and surround their faces in a haze. She was shocked by his gentleness, shocked that such care could come from this seemingly cruel man. The […]
~ erotica ~Her bound hands, which still rested in his lap, errantly brushed his crotch. She could easily feel his quite hard cock. She looked down at her hands, then up in his eyes. And without her even realizing it, the small quiet word spilled from her lips. “Please.” Quick as a cat, he gripped […]
~ erotica ~ A beautiful woman and a handsome man, both dressed to the nines, entered the bar. The air was smokey, filled with the hew of cigars and the ting of a few naysayers who still insisted on their cigarettes. The couple found a table, their table, in a corner in the back, just […]
I was nervous, terrified even. I was going to try this, going to let myself go to a place where I didn’t know how I would react. I talked about it with him first. “For our scene, could you do something for me? Could you take off my necklace?” With all of the emotions wrapped […]
“However you do it is how you do it.”It was my question in the Fish Bowl. “How/What/Why/Would you commit to full power exchange?” The five bottoms all faced one another, speaking softly, speaking to only one another. No one was allowed to say anything to them. This was a time for the bottoms to speak. […]
I’ve spent most of my free time thus far during my London trip reading an iconic BDSM novel, Story Of O by Pauline Reage. I’d heard of the book before I purchased it on a whim at Rope Camp. Having learned that it was the basis for two sites on kink.com (The Training Of O […]
I woke up, opening my eyes, and at once searching for Tessie. It’s what I do almost every time I wake up. Sometimes, with my occasional tossing and turning, he ends up on the floor. But then, a millisecond later, when I saw him sitting next to my knee, looking right at me, I felt […]
~ a story ~ I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t cry. I couldn’t speed, my car now ceased from zipping in between other vehicles on our way to the restaurant. You started yelling at me, said my driving fried your nerves and was the act of a petulent child. With those words any of my inclinations […]
“The goal of the captive is to escape. The goal of the captive is to escape. The goal… of the captive… is to escape.” Oh, I realized. I was suppose to try to escape. I looked on as Gray’s minions (volunteers from the class) began to stand. I back pedaled, rushed to the right, saw […]
As I drove in my car, having just picked up Gray from the airport, I asked him what his expectations for Rope Camp were, specifically surrounding how we would interact. “Well if you wanted to be in service to me it would be helpful, but it would only be for the duration of camp.”“Ah…no. No […]