Tag: Bondage

You ask me to cum while imagining you doing things to me.

Sadly, reading about the things you would do to me does not turn me on, much as I'd like it to.

I need to feel the heat of your cock through your briefs, feel your hot desire for me straining against the garment. I need to see your penis, run my hands on it, feel the hairs at the base, hear you shiver. I need to love with my eyes and hands and ears and lips in order to be turned on by your desire. I'd love to feel my lust welling up in me, odd as it sounds, in my throat. And my groin, and my heart which beats so loud I scarcely hear your moans.

I'd love to do some very light bondage with you, binding your hands with rubber bands that you can unfasten easily, but you are held captive by a look from me. I'd sit on your lap, naked waist down, tease your cock with my wetness. And these boobs of mine, that I never knew were this sexy, would be my weapons, my source of power over you. I'd undress, and would gaze into your eyes, and relish as they look hungrily from one set of eyes to another. I would love for your first contact with my pussy to be with your penis, which you push with such urgency that you miss my vagina and graze my labia and my clit – the feeling of penis on clit is indescribable. I wish… Read more »

Beast [mf][dubious consent]

This is an excerpt from a novelette I wrote that was recently banned from Amazon. It's only 99c on Smashwords but the starving artist that I am appreciates if you're strapped for cash so if you need it, I'll give you an exclusive reddit coupon :) As the story progresses there is bondage, oral, and more.

Chapter 1

“Take me instead,” I said, my voice unwavering. This man, the “Beast” as they called him, was going to kill my father. My kind, somewhat naive father, had racked up a series of unbeatable debts. While some were to banks, most were to unsavory types like this man.

My father’s debt was for us, my sisters and me. Well, mostly my sisters. The stupid brats wouldn’t get off their bums and chip in. They were used to the life of luxury we had before daddy lost his fortune in the recession. Always asking for expensive clothing, jewelry, and all that ilk, my father gave in until he was too far in a hole to see the light. Even now my sisters were dressed in Alice + Olivia dresses with matching Chanel clutches. All that good intentioned yet inappropriate spending had finally caught up to him. Read more »

Schooling Mr. Scott (Taboo Teacher/Student Cheating Seduction)

As soon as Mr. Scott closed the classroom door on his way out to lunch, I clicked through the inbox of his e-mail he’d left up. I’m not exactly sure what I was looking to find, I guess just more about him, or anything from his wife. He’d told me quite a bit this year since I had been his Student Aide. Things he probably shouldn’t have, and definitely backtracked quite a bit while explaining. I knew he had a secret vasectomy, was most likely fucking someone else, and things clearly weren’t good on the home front. Not really things one should know about their teacher. It’s like his wife knew though, and every time she’d call and I’d answer because he was teaching, she’d be the biggest cunt, almost always hanging up on me.

It just felt weird that I had spent this entire year with him, and knew all these personal things about his marriage and stuff, but not really much about him. I somewhat thought of him as a sort of father figure. I could tell he really wanted to talk to me, but felt guilty because I was a student. His wife was right to hate me, I had always wanted him, and now that I was eighteen, I wanted him to give him my virginity. I was leaving for college in exactly 90 days, and would probably ever see Mr. Scott again, and didn’t have much time. Read more »