Bondage Short Story by Simone Francis
The world fades. What is this place? We walk through large rooms with high, once white ceilings that are faded to parchment cream. All around paint and wallpaper is peeling and the once polished floors crunch with debris under my high heels. Most of the rooms are empty apart from the occasional piece of dust covered furniture shrouded as if their owners intended to one day return and reclaim them. As long as it is not today I think. In my nose there is the stale smell of neglect. Beneath my heavy coat the knots that hold me tighten. Rope bites pulling soft skin into leather wrinkles. Time seems to slip away. I feel our hosts from the past watching me, the only clue to our purpose, the gag between my teeth its buckle behind my head catching strands of hair causing pinpricks on my scalp.
Spanking fetish story by Simone Francis
A woman explores her deepest desires as the door to a new world opens in this spanking fetish short story.
The kinky lesbian spanking story heats up as two girls are bent over the desk pending punishment
Two stories with the same theme. The central character, Lucilia, features both stories but she plays different roles.
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Two versions of the same kinky BDSM story but featuring different characters and at different times.
The central character, Lucilia, features both stories but she plays different roles. The stories are set at different times in her relationship with Michelle. In between Lucilia and Michael have attended a BDSM party at a luxurious mansion and this story of this night is featured in the Naughty Invitations Anthology. Don’t worry dear reader, I am not going to leave you wondering what happens if you do not buy the book. All the stories are standalone and complete pieces of erotica
BDSM Night of Kinks Anthology
Your invitation from Master X. has arrived.
A woman daydreams of BDSM – will her dreams come true?
Her fingers curled around the handle of the crop, beneath its leather skin it felt firm and unyielding. She had to place her thumbs along the shaft to force it to bend, just a little, into an elegant curve as she tested its strength.
She imagined it hissing down, moving with such speed and force that the friction of the very air caused it to flex. Then, at the bottom of the arc, contact with the anxiously waiting flesh, the abrupt stop causing the hard shaft to flex in the opposite direction, melding itself onto the round contours of the obediently bared behind.
Is Celia’s encounter real or a ghost from the past in this erotic ghost story?
The evening sun crept through the leaves of the trees that crowded around the old churchyard, dappling the long shadows on the path ahead with warm patches of light. The church tower loomed above Celia as if reaching toward the setting sun. She turned off the path and felt the long grass brushing against her toes through her sandals. The air still felt warm after the heat of the day and the scents of wildflowers and dry grass floated on it.
Free Sexy short story by Simone Francis
‘I’m sixty-one and I’ve just had my first kinky sex with a man I only met this morning,’
Mavis Beauchamp had a very guilty secret or, to be more precise, she was a guilty secret.
Comic erotic short story in which Mavis Beauchamp’s secrets are revealed