the life and musings of a kinky slut
She wore it under her jacket. It was cinched tight. The strands laid above and below, as well as between her breasts. She choose soft poly nylon rope, though she would not feel the texture through her clothes. She flung on a jacket and buttoned it up. No one would notice; no one would’ve cared, […]
I was in my home, but it wasn’t my home. I was living with roommates, but they weren’t my roommates. There were six of us, to start, but I can only remember three: myself, the other who escaped, and him. He was beautiful, almost hauntingly so. Dark eyes that captured you. If he had ever […]
She looked like she was on fire. “Call me Red.” Red hair, red lips, red thigh high stiletto boots; the name was more than appropriate. “You are here because?” “I think… I think my…” “You think your husband is cheating on you?” Red uncrossed her legs, set them down off her desk, and stood. Even […]