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| 6 Apr 12 | Just Chess (6) | (5 May 12, 11:27 AM by meganne_in_spain) |
| It's dark, which makes this little escapade easier. You were always so secure in your little house, at the end of a cul-de-sac, no neighbours to speak of, which, let's face it, made it easier for us to carry out our various nefarious schemes… and the sounds of your moans, gasps, pleadings and sobs were usefully muffled by virtue of your location. [more...] | ||
| 3 Apr 12 | Bursting The Bubble (9) | (4 Apr 12, 5:56 PM by jackvalentine) |
| It was a bright and sunny morning, the light dancing through the curve of the window onto the bedroom furniture, glancing off the mirror and sending splinters around the room. Next to him in bed she moaned slightly, taken in dreams to who knows where… It was a promising start to the day. [more...] | ||
| 14 Mar 12 | En-Suite (7) | (16 Mar 12, 5:54 PM by dusted) |
| I like the house. It's newly built, which is not what I've generally gone for in the past, but we've been able to have a say in the layout of the rooms – especially the kitchen – so it feels 'ours'. It's a good feeling. We joked about having a dungeon put in but we never really took that seriously, and so we have a normal home, but with many small satisfactory details. The choices of cooker and cupboards, work surfaces, the types of taps… one of those old baths with iron claw-feet, a modern feel overall but with the furniture we have, homely and comfortable at the same time. [more...] | ||
| 11 Mar 12 | Evening Class (8) | (13 Mar 12, 1:57 PM by jackvalentine) |
| I'd been watching her for weeks. It was easy to interact given we shared the same adult study group. Literature. It was a small class, just fifteen of us, and she was easily the most attractive woman in the class, small, elfin almost with short hair and an impish sense of humour. I liked her inherent cheekiness, the small frown that appeared on her forehead when asked a question or when trying to write an essay. [more...] | ||
| 5 Mar 12 | What The Dickens (5) | (5 Mar 12, 11:48 PM by dusted) |
| In an arm-chair, with an elbow resting on the table and her head leaning on that hand, sat the strangest lady I have ever seen, or shall ever see. [more...] | ||
| 3 Mar 12 | Tonight, tonight ... (5) | (5 Mar 12, 10:53 AM by jackvalentine) |
| “It's tonight, Princess” he'd said, as he arrived at the hotel room they were sharing for the weekend. “Wh...wh...what?” she stammered as he bustled around, heading to the bathroom to run water. His raised voice came back to her above the hissing of the shower. “Tonight… we're going out ...come on...you want to look presentable don't you?” [more...] | ||
| 31 Jan 12 | Judgement Day (14) | (1 Feb 12, 3:31 PM by jackvalentine) |
| The engine idled as he sat in his car. The radio was on, and he listened to 'The Cure' as the wipers went from side to side, sometimes in rhythm, sometimes not. Much like himself, he thought, distractedly. Sometimes he got things just right, other times he really fucked things up. He was rather afraid he'd just fucked things up earlier. Viciously he ripped the cellophane off a new pack of cigarettes and lit one as Robert Smith told him that he didn't care if Monday was black, as Friday was when he was in love. Stupid song, really. He was in love with his girl all the time, but maybe this time he'd [more...] | ||
| 24 Jan 12 | Normal (6) | (26 Jan 12, 3:32 PM by thirsty_succubus) |
| How had it come so far? How had he managed to wander down this track without noticing? He asked himself when he'd stopped being 'normal'… when so-called vanilla sex hadn't been enough any more. And when his need to exercise control had gone from being simply 'dominant' in bed, to the need for punching, and violence, and blood. Was he lost now? Was there a way back? He really didn't know. It wasn't even just sex any longer. That had been fine too at some point months ago. When he'd met 'the girl' there had been clear boundaries. It wasn't a relationship as such; it was sex, pure and simple, with [more...] | ||
| 23 Jan 12 | Hit Me (12) | (2 Mar 12, 6:03 AM by jackvalentine) |
| She wanted him to hit her, but he never would. She wanted him to fuck her, but he wouldn't. He hadn't, not after the first time. She was at the point of wondering if this relationship could actually go anywhere, and she wanted it to so much. [more...] | ||
| 19 Jan 12 | Bathtime (7) | (20 Jan 12, 9:26 PM by sassysub_lime) |
| As she lay next door on the bed, he pulled the plug and watched the bathwater drain away. Stupid little girl, allowing him every act, every humiliation, every blow to her body and mind that he wanted to indulge. He let the last of it disappear, gurgling, before picking up the cloth and cleaning around the sides, watching strands of her hair gather and clog the drain. Hair he'd pulled out, he assumed. He didn't remember clearly. It was often like that. It all seemed so focussed at the time, but afterwards, his emotions calming, his adrenalin settling, he couldn't always recollect their time together [more...] | ||
| 17 Jan 12 | Stay Focussed (5) | (17 Jan 12, 9:26 PM by sassysub_lime) |
| He realises something: It's the responsibility isn't it. That's the kick. Of course, it's fabulous in the beginning - especially in the beginning - thinking of new ways to excite her, to feed each of their kinks, discovering what they are. It's new, exhilarating, even breath-taking on occasion. It's fun… a challenge, finding the next scene, the new toy, the different ways to push his sub, his little girl, his lover, and so his focus… even when working it's there at the back of his mind… is constant. Situations crop up in every-day life, a comment , something he sees on the train maybe, a pithy point [more...] | ||
| 15 Jan 12 | Earn Your Keep (6) | (15 Jan 12, 10:06 PM by jackvalentine) |
| She wasn't sure how long she'd been in the barn. At least, she called it 'the barn'… the prickliness of the straw sharp points on various parts of her body. She could hear the snuffling of animals in the stalls next to her, grunts and movements, and the smell of manure. She couldn't see, her head hooded in sacking or some similar material. It was dusty and rough against her face and she fought the urge to sneeze. She couldn't hear anyone, but she knew he was there. He was always there, as she'd learnt to her cost. [more...] | ||
| 12 Jan 12 | Clothing Allowance (6) | (13 Jan 12, 10:07 AM by Shypeachybottom) |
| It was you who gave me the idea. So I guess where you find yourself now is to your credit. Enjoying it? We'd had sex. You remember? The kind of sex you like… where I'd hurt you, punched you, bruised you, bitten your skin, your cunt, your clit, pulled your hair and fucked you. Afterwards, as we lay together in that half-dreamy intimate closeness you'd whispered drowsily, “I love you controlling me”. “Me too,” I'd grinned in the darkness. And I really do too. [more...] | ||
| 8 Jan 12 | A Little Trip (7) | (12 Jan 12, 10:25 PM by miss_impatient) |
| So I'm in a small village in the New Forest, buying groceries. Mainly liquids. That's amusing. It makes me smile on the inside as I browse. It's a funny little place, not much there… a co-op, a butchers, some craft shops, two pubs, but there's a health food type wholesaler too, which is good. It makes me focus. I need to make sure you're in good condition, so hell… let's go organic! Juices are good, so I get a couple of cartons and then spy 'carrot and ginger' in a glass bottle for a ridiculous price. Well, you're worth it. And you hate carrot juice. Even better, since when I pour it down the funnel [more...] | ||
| 4 Jan 12 | Look And Learn (11) | (5 Jan 12, 10:24 AM by jackvalentine) |
| I guess it might seem funny to you, if you could see me right now. The water is running freely into the sink where it gurgles happily down the plughole. I'm washing my hands. Slowly, even lazily. But I'm wearing gloves. The new shiny black leather ones. The water isn't boiling but it's hot, and it makes the leather even softer where it fits snugly over my fingers and knuckles. Especially over the knuckles, and I enjoy the sensation as I flex my hands. It's better when they're tight. As I see myself in the small mirror I can't help but smile. I nearly didn't wash them at all, the soft leather slick [more...] | ||
| 1 Jan 12 | You Might Enjoy It (4) | (2 Jan 12, 12:21 PM by coquettish) |
| She wondered how she'd got there. She didn't remember much, other than a few drinks, and some lively flirting with the guy in the bar. She didn't usually go to bars on her own, but there'd seemed no harm in it. A quick drink after work was all it intended to be, and he'd been easy to talk to as he served her drink. It wasn't that busy and he'd been quite happy to chat, inbetween serving others. One drink had become two, and then a shot of something or other… and that was all she remembered. No… wait … she'd felt dizzy and he'd helped her to the door. The fresh air on her face had helped a little… [more...] | ||
| 1 Jan 12 | Do It Again (6) | (2 Jan 12, 12:15 PM by coquettish) |
| He watched impassively from the comfort of the wicker chair, positioned in front of the woodburning stove, looking out through the window to where she stood, lashed to the huge sycamore tree, with the rain beating her skin, and the flurries of wind sending little 'helicopters' spinning from the tree's branches now and then. It wasn't a punishment. It was just something that had occurred to him as he'd seen yet another grey and heavy sky on rising from their bed. It had been like this for days. And he wanted to know something… [more...] | ||
| 22 Dec 11 | The Violent Other Me (4) | (22 Dec 11, 10:33 AM by flamesdesire) |
| It's been building for a while, this feeling. I'm in touch with myself enough to know it's not sudden, it hasn't come from nowhere. Just a gradual build-up of all the day-to-day living, and behind it all, our relationship. Us. Your need to be taken, to be used and humiliated, to be stripped of who you try to be most of the time. To have the façade of your public self ripped away and be seen and truly understood for who and what you are in the private, secret spaces that lie between us. [more...] | ||
| 21 Dec 11 | Along For The Ride (7) | (21 Dec 11, 8:26 PM by lonely_78) |
| I love hurting you, baby. I need it. As much as I love you, I need to cause you pain. If I didn't love you I wonder how much I'd be bothered. As it is the challenge of reaching you, finding your weak spots, keeps me engaged, hell, it keeps me focussed even when we're not together. It's intriguing, it's always at the back of my mind. It excites me. It used to be enough to hurt you physically. It still is, don't get me wrong, but in the past 'physically' was kind of the beginning. Now it's so much more. As we played and progressed, we both felt the deeper connection of where the control and pain was [more...] | ||
| 20 Dec 11 | Journey (5) | (21 Dec 11, 7:48 PM by flamesdesire) |
| He'd known for months what he needed. [more...] | ||
