Be a Good Girl
Still. Not moving a muscle. Become a picture, a painting, a work of art. For him to admire. Don’t look. I said, don’t look. You can feel his eyes on your naked skin. Like...
Tagged: erotic fiction
In the Library
She was checking her watch, looking at the student sitting in the corner. She sighed. It was nearly 9 PM, time to close up. Adjusting her glasses, the librarian made her way to the...
My Name is Liberty
TW/CW: This could be triggering for some. Mention of childhood neglect and brief violence. This is a piece of fiction. My name is Liberty. I was born three weeks after my parents had arrived...
Greeting the Sun
The sun was slowly setting. The dark green of the moss was only sporadically broken by colourful flowers that still had managed to thrive in the shadows of the forest’s tall trees. Maple and...
The First Time
“Shhh. There there, I will be gentle. Just try to breathe and relax.” His hand stroked her naked belly. She was trying to slow down her breathing, which was hard with the ball gag...
Pleasure at Dawn
He was holding my hand and I followed him. He knew where we were going, I did not. It felt safe because he was leading me. I trusted him. I would give my all...
In the Spotlight
She shook her head and sighed. Looking at the open curtains, she shrugged. What are the chances of him seeing her now? It was late evening, and she often heard him hang out with...
Playing with Dolls
They were holding hands. Fingers intertwined to secure a feeling of togetherness and safety. They had done well, listened to the instructions. High heels, short skirts, chests undressed. No underwear, no jewelry. Just shoes...
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