Kinky Erotica

The Lesson

I have a surprise for you. Carsons voice slide over her like honey, reminding her of the feel of his hands on her neck. She shifted the phone to her other ear and took a quick glance around the corner of her cubicle. The coast was clear. Am I going to like this... read more

Mistress Elvira’s Animal Farm

“I’m having problems with my pet,” Albertina began. “Just lately, Rex, he’s, hmm, it’s his behaviour.” Sitting behind her desk, Elvira smiled helpfully at the distraught, leather-clad dominatrix. “His behaviour?... read more

Thresholds

The phone in Elspeth’s little study rang only three times before she snatched it up. “20 minutes,” he says. No greeting, no endearments, just a terse statement that she has been waiting for days to hear. His voice alone is enough to make her wet.... read more

The Peanut Butter Shot

My trainer Case is oiling my skin, rubbing it down with a camphor salve that stinks to get the sensitivity down around my penis, the nipples, and behind my ears, erogenous zones where I’m sensitive. Doc Corman, the SFCC Certification medic is waiting beside... read more

Fucking Forever

Eternal life. That’s what I wanted. That’s what we all wanted. And the aliens gave it to us. They didn’t have to of course. They were powerful enough that they could have taken anything they wanted. We couldn’t have stopped them. Everyone... read more

Other Bonds Than Leather

“Would I have to call you ‘Master’?” Caroline says, doing an Igor impersonation as she twists the word, “because I don’t think I could do that without giggling.” “Not if you don’t want to.” “But I... read more

Smoke

She found this one in the Mark Russell lounge of the Omni Shoreham. Kennedy had held his Inauguration Ball here. Clinton, too, that old horndog. It was a nice, old, dignified place, a tidy distance from the White House. Mark Russell, the placard said, was a musician... read more

Heat Sink

I The muscle at the hinge of his jaw twitches beneath his skin. Only this subtle sign betrays his thoughts as fatuous host of the dinner party holds forth with unforgivable ignorance on the subject of poverty. From across the over-lit lit dinner table, I try to catch... read more

My Brother’s Wife

Before she takes her clothes off Lori looks like a Sunday school teacher: wholesome, unsullied, pure. I’m sure that’s how Joey sees her. That’s probably why he married her. My brother is a gentle man who loves his wife deeply but doesn’t... read more

Proper Etiquette

I smiled up at him hopefully. I didn’t want him to catch on. I was as nervous as he. I tried to quell the butterflies in my stomach. I could barely open my mouth for fear that one might somehow break free and launch an escape out of my throat. It was his first... read more
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