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Daydream [Mf] [D/s]

The screen flashed as Emma’s character died another ignominious death, the result of a poorly timed jump. She let the controller fall into her lap and leaned back in her chair, stretching her arms out overhead.

“Eek!” she jumped as she felt a hand grab her wrist, instantly blushing as she felt the familiar brush of facial hair against her skin as Harry kissed the tops of her knuckles. He swiveled her chair around and leaned in to kiss her, his long brown hair falling around her face so that she was lost inside a little world that only consisted of their bodies.

“Get your skates on, princess. I want company on my run today.”

Emma stuck out her lower lip in mock pout, “But I’m not done playing yet!” she said, fighting back a smirk. She knew he loved it when she tested her boundaries almost as much as she loved it when he reminded her of who was in control.

“One way or another, princess, your thighs are going to be sore today. Whether that’s from exercise or a caning, I’ll leave up to you.” Read more »

Through the Glass [Mf] [D/s] [Masturbation]

Despite the brilliant blue sky and balmy breeze, the streets were empty. Harry walked briskly across one empty suburban drive after another, the air surprisingly still and quiet. The stay at home order was still new enough to be jarring. His trip to the grocery store for fruit and a few sundry items had been quick, accompanied by a definite air of unease. It permeated everything, this lack of certainty, which made the next stop on his journey absolutely necessary.

Ducking up an alleyway he reached an arm up to find the familiar latch, swinging a gate open and striding through the grass. No point in closing the gate, he was unlikely to dally here. Setting two of the brown paper bags down on the porch, he pulled his phone out and called.

Her voice was somehow lighter than the breeze and in an instant, he realized how tight his chest and shoulders had been as they relaxed immediately upon hearing it.

“Hello, sir,” she cooed into his ear.

Harry looked up to see Jenny’s eyes staring at him through the large window that overlooked her porch. She wore a black t-shirt and pants, loose enough to be comfy but there was no hiding a figure like hers. Harry fought to retain composure, shifting a leg to hide the tent growing in his pants. Read more »

Comforting [Mf] [D/s] [spanking]

He strode up the stairs of the hotel, thankful for small miracles. The flight had been long, but uneventful, the cabbie was more than happy to drive in relative silence, and the concierge gave him the key that had been left without so much as a raised eyebrow. So many things could have already derailed this little journey, and yet here he was, setting his bag down in order to enter the room. It was woefully late, so he turned the handle delicately, sliding the door open and deftly stepping out of his shoes, in order to pad across the carpets.

As he swept his bag and footwear into the room, he pivoted in place, easing the door closed with a nearly imperceptible click. Then he slid the deadbolt in place and turned back to face a dark, quiet room. An old air conditioner hummed in one corner, but what caught his attention was the woman, curled up on one of the two beds, her sleeping face lit dimly by a nearby desk lamp. She was dressed in a white dress with matching earrings and an elegant pearl necklace that was no doubt leaving quite the mark across her shoulder as she slumbered. He crept across the carpet, depositing his bag on the unoccupied bed before lowering himself next to her as lightly as his frame could muster. Read more »

A Small Gift [Mf] [Ds] [light petplay]

“Is it there yet?”

Through the text on her screen Emma could sense the urgency behind the words. She scampered to her front door and threw it open, standing back to avoid the burst of humid air. Frowning, she tapped out a quick reply, throwing the door shut behind her.

“Not yet.”

Master was always somewhat unpredictable, so she wasn’t sure what to expect. A cosplay dress and some new books? A vibrator and something naughty? Or something else entirely? It had been awhile since she’d seen him so eager about something, so she’d been on pins and needles for well over a week in anticipation of whatever little surprise had gotten HIM so riled up. She smiled, remembering her last time in his arms, and sat down at the couch.

“Hmm,” he wrote, “Well, hopefully soon. Very soon, in fact.”

There was a sharp knock at her door, startling Emma to the point she nearly dropped her phone. Padding back down the hall, she stood on her tiptoes to look out the peephole, but nobody was there. Curiously, she opened the door, but slower this time. Read more »

Secrets [Mf] [cheating] [D/s]

“Hey hon, there’s a package here,” Ron’s voice called up the stairs.

For a moment, Elle froze, every muscle fiber in her body locking in place as the panic set in. Then adrenaline overcame anxiety and she took flight, dashing down the stairs to the foyer, and snagging the box from His hands. He raised an eyebrow expectantly.

“What’s that all about?”

She smiled demurely, flicking the hem of her sundress in a twirl, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He chuckled, then gave Elle a quick kiss on the cheek before heading out the door to work. She looked down at the box in her hands, her name and address written in careful script, no return address to be found. Cradling the box as if it were something sacred, she slowly ascended the staircase, heading to the guest room at the far end of the hall. Peeking out the window to make sure Ron’s car was gone from the driveway, she sat on the bed, pulled out her phone, and sent a picture of it to a man she knew only as Sir.

The reply came swiftly, “Well, open it.” Read more »

Precipitation [Mf] [public]

A slow, steady rain cascaded through the forest canopy overhead. Emma looked back over her shoulder at Harry and smirked, reaching back a hand to help him regain his footing after a near-stumble down a muddy slope.

“Keep up, old man,” she smirked, pulling him close for a kiss before darting off ahead, laughing and splashing through puddles.

Harry tried to grab for her wrist, but she was too quick, and he was forced to sprint after her. He knew he should feel foolish, skipping down the trail at his age, but there was something about her presence that soothed such thoughts, so he smiled in spite of himself and dashed after her. Catching her by the wrist, he twisted her arm up behind her shoulders, finally slowing her progress, before giving her ass a hearty slap that echoed through the empty woods.

Emma bit her lip and turned into him, dropping her free hand to his crotch, her eyes locked onto his with her best come hither gaze. Her fingers were gentle, nails lightly tracing the length of his shaft through his pants, before she gave the head a squeeze, giggled, and then twisted free to run away again. Read more »

Appraisal [Mf] [D/s]

As Emma finished the final touches of her makeup, she felt a sudden urge to show off. Finding the right angle, she took a quick snap and sent it to a few friends.

Unexpectedly, he responded.

“Gorgeous.”

She blushed, in spite of herself, and quickly tapped out a reply, “You’re crazy.”

“Are you calling me a liar?” His tone was always so difficult to read, somewhere between playful and menacing.

Emma took another picture, sticking her tongue out, and sent it to him. Inwardly, she felt herself flush at the attention. An undeniable urge was building. There was something so familiar about this little dance, though she wondered what all it would bring.

A buzz, and his terse reply, “Be ready.”

Emma’s heart pounded in her chest. It had been so long. Too long. But before she could consider her options overly much, there was a single knock at her door. Emma skipped to her front door, and threw it open, her entire body pulsing with nervous energy. Read more »

Leashed [M/f] [D/s] [light pet play]

A clattering sound announced the furnace kicking on, which was welcome relief to Emma who could feel the cold from the tile seeping into her knees. It was a Tuesday which meant she was to meet Him at the door, kneeling and ready. Her legs were flat on the floor, her butt resting on her heels, back straight with her arms crossed behind her. He caught her slouching once and the punishment was enough to convince her that she would never do that again.

Emma was naked, save for the thick leather posture collar that wrapped around her neck with an O-ring dangling from the center of her throat. She had a variety of collars, some thinner, some with built in gags, and some delicate things she wore in public to advertise His ownership as discreetly as possible. Normally she had some leeway in what she wore, in fact, her collar restrictions were the ones He seemed most lackadaisical about. Oftentimes she simply forgot to put on her day collar and aside from a few snarky comments and raised eyebrows He didn’t seem to notice. Read more »

Adventures in Aquamarine [Mdom] [fsub] [bdsm]

The whisk scraped harshly against the side of the bowl, echoing throughout the still house. Rain pattered on the windows, in the typical northwest fashion, with a steamy haze on the windows betraying the chill in the air outside. Within these four walls however, all was toasty and warm. Emma hummed to herself as she poured the last of the filling into the pie shell and began to weave together the strips of crust on top.

She wore teal panties which clung to and revealed glimpses of her pert ass within the twisting straps and a simple white apron that did little to keep her bosom from bursting forth, confident that her actions in the kitchen would rouse him from slumber soon enough. Aside from those two items, she only wore her collar, a simple leather affair, designed for play more so than fashion. The house was filled with the scent of cinnamon, with just the slightest hint of brown sugar making itself known. Flour coated her hands, with little puffs of powder along her abdomen and thighs where she’d been careless in wiping away excess. Her long hair was bound up in a simple ponytail to keep it out of the way. Read more »

Adventures in Aquamarine [Mdom] [ fsub] [bdsm]

The whisk scraped harshly against the side of the bowl, echoing throughout the still house. Rain pattered on the windows, in the typical northwest fashion, with a steamy haze on the windows betraying the chill in the air outside. Within these four walls however, all was toasty and warm. Emma hummed to herself as she poured the last of the filling into the pie shell and began to weave together the strips of crust on top.

She wore teal panties which clung to and revealed glimpses of her pert ass within the twisting straps and a simple white apron that did little to keep her bosom from bursting forth, confident that her actions in the kitchen would rouse him from slumber soon enough. Aside from those two items, she only wore her collar, a simple leather affair, designed for play more so than fashion. The house was filled with the scent of cinnamon, with just the slightest hint of brown sugar making itself known. Flour coated her hands, with little puffs of powder along her abdomen and thighs where she’d been careless in wiping away excess. Her long hair was bound up in a simple ponytail to keep it out of the way. Read more »