Round Two
“Now for what I want.” “Yes, Sir.” She gripped the cross legs behind her thighs and grinned back at him. Crack Snap Crack. He landed a hit on each nipple and a teasing mid-air snap in front of her nose. Continue reading Round Two
Author Archives: PervertedImp
Do You Want It?
“Do you want it?” “Yes, Sir.” She knelt before him, eyes on his boots. “Do you really want it?” “Yes, Sir.” She resisted the urge to look up at him, biting her lower lip to keep still. “I want you Continue reading Do You Want It?
Healthy, Happy Submission
Very late posting, sorry about that. I was busy and sleepy the last few days. And well, three posts the previous week, I hoped would tide you over until I got down to work. Several things running around in my Continue reading Healthy, Happy Submission
Special Request
And a special, bonus post, by special request of him, just in case two posts isn’t enough to fulfill your craving this week. The movie was over, they hadn’t really watched it, too distracted by each other, but they Continue reading Special Request
Wonderful Night
I may want tears tonight. I smiled back at him, warmth filling me at the thought. I’d been aching for that, and we were both finally in a place where it would be healthy to go there. His boots needed Continue reading Wonderful Night
What’s Going On?
So, my blogs lately have been a lot of nonsense, Modern Dungeon Quarterly and the occasional story. Life has been chaotic. Relationships have been chaotic. And I just didn’t want to put it down clearly. I haven’t even been journaling. Continue reading What’s Going On?
Writer’s Block
I’ve struggled with blogs posts lately. Both here and my “family friendly” blog. My kink life has been centered around Modern Dungeon Quarterly lately, and I’m already posting about that over there. I’ve posted here a few times, but I Continue reading Writer’s Block
I Don’t Know What I’m Saying
Souls, so intertwined, finding each other through space and time. Again and again. They meet and fall in love. But is it meant to be, or is it just a force of habit? Was the jealousy true, or just a Continue reading I Don’t Know What I’m Saying
My Friend the Blacksmith
A great Valentine’s weekend. Hung out with folk at the poolhall on Friday. Got to sleep in on a Saturday. Then the big party. I had a new red dress with holes down the sides and my shiny boots. I Continue reading My Friend the Blacksmith
The Fire in Which We Burn
Fire. Fire and trees and running water. I’ve had a headache for almost three weeks now. I’m at the point where I just want to slam my head against solid objects to release the tension. It doesn’t work, of course, Continue reading The Fire in Which We Burn