Chopsticks
A fleeting fantasy featuring household pervertables
Category: fiction
The fruits of my filthy imagination
Social Distance
Futuristic vignette about hooking up in a post-pandemic world
Light Entertainment
What makes an item of furniture worthy of the classification? Where is the threshold at which utility is so far…
Owned
“Put your collar on, I’m going to fuck you” Crude, stark words that make my lips tingle, a bloom of…
I want this
This. I want this. Oh god, how much I yearn. I want the cold, unyielding stretch of the plug pushing…
Rescue
Off the meds and casting about for an anchor against the storm of demons gnawing on my soul
Wait
Hold it right there. Don’t move. I want to stretch this moment out – you; taut and quivering with need,…
Ready
Help yourself. There she is, strapped down, wide open, held firmly in place; ready for your enjoyment.
The Pitch
This is one of the stories I drafted for round 4 of the Smut Marathon, but ended up discarding as…
Learn to wait
Content Notes: entirely fictional fantasy monologue depicting a CNC kink scene with D/s dynamic, bondage, impact play and cocksucking. My…