Author: ChloeGraceW

Longing – Quick Draft

“Watch your step.”

He guides her tenderly towards the door. She slowly begins to fiddle with her keys.
A few moments pass and he places a firm hand on her hip as he takes her keys, quickly finding the correct key and leading her inside. She stumbles in, the world’s biggest grin on her face as she made her way over to the couch. With a sigh she took a seat.

He closed the door behind him but made no effort to make himself comfortable, instead he watched the girl fiddle with her top in a shameless attempt to entice him. “Hey now, what do you think you’re up to.”

The tone in his voice only served to make her giggle. “So serious~ I’m sure you’ve thought about this, at least a little.”

The corners of his lips arched to a slight smirk. “Even so, you know I shouldn’t.”

The girl’s expression hardened slightly, but she sat up quickly trying to compose herself despite her stupor. “I’m a big girl. I know what I want.”

“But do you Chloe?” Read more »

Play Date

“You talk shit all week, but now that I’m here in the flesh…you’re so bashful. Don’t you think that a bit hypocritical? To act perfectly innocent after you’ve declared yourself my cum dump?”

He finally touches me. Until now I was frozen. His gaze was icy cold, my body trembled. My mind ran through the thousands of positions he could shape and mould me into. The look in my eyes changes drastically. From cold and alert, my vision blurs for a moment and returns only to witness him taking off his belt.

The familiar sound tugged me back to reality. He smiles. Within that brief moment, he watched my demeanour change twice, and I could tell he was having fun.

“Sweet girl.” He tossed his belt to the side and moved into my face, within a hair’s breadth. “I’ll take my time with you.”

Moments later I’m crying his name as his hands assault me. I can feel his rough, warm hands. My hands have always been soft…I’ve never been a man like you…

“B-be gentle…” Read more »

Pup’s Debut

My breaths become raspy as I’m bound, placed on a small stage, blindfolded and in the nude.

Hushes voices talk in our direction. Soon, foot steps.

My eyes are covered. I’m blind to the gathering crowd, but I can hear each soft whisper.

My body throbs. I feel the juices or my body rush out expectantly but a low voice speaks, stepping into my space and taking my attention.

“You needy little slut. We’ve just got you presented, and you’re already about to cream. Just from being put on display. Hmm, maybe you right, this is all you’re good at.”

I cry out lustfully, my hips pushing against my restraints, for a moment I forget myself.

A pop resounds as a crop meets my upper thigh. The low voice leans in close and sternly whispers the command he has drilled in me a thousand times. “Posture.”

My heart skips a beat. My back straightens and my chin goes up. I’m blinded but I know exactly where his eyes are. He’s looking at me, at my neck. Read more »

Mind of a Slut

My brain feels like it’s melting. I’m so deep into heat that nothing else matters. Conscious thought has long passed as the pillow between my legs becomes damp on eager juices who can’t wait their turn. I trust, and trust. My breath slows. Sometimes I don’t know if I’m breathing. My mind is filled with lewd fantasies that would get me put in a hole so dark that no one would remember my name…

Kidnapped, starved, abused…molested…abandoned. Over and over again.

Why does my vision go dark. Why do I want these things…why do I drool over the thought of being groomed and put on a stage to entertain the worst of the worst…

Why do I dream of a man who will show me the best of the best. A man who help me tame my demons. A man that will teach me that life is worth living…even if it’s just to please him…why do I ache in places beyond my comprehension….

Please. Mistreat me. Ruin me. I need it. I need the abuse. I need…you. I’ll give you my devotion like a stray dog. Feed me and I’ll never bite your hand. Give me a fraction of your time and I’ll need nothing else. A bitch like me deserves to die cold and alone in the street.