Kinky Erotica

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

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

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

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

Unraveling the Threads of an Ordinary Life

“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I cannot transform into something marvelous, I let go.... 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

The Preparation

The girl made a little sound from outside the office door and watched him carefully. When she’d first met him, so many weeks ago, she didn’t know why she was so captivated by him. He was of average build, neither overly muscular nor flabby; neither really... read more

Wednesday Night at Rocky’s Ace Hardware

It’s Wednesday night, and he’s in a funk. He would rather be home, ensconced on the couch watching a movie, or at his computer downloading porn. He knows I need his help, though, so he’s come along, grumpy but basically willing. This morning the... read more

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