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Short Erotic Fiction: The Neighbor’s Pet, Part 2
The first part of this story can be found here. Erika scampered off and returned a moment later with the heavy bamboo cane, thicker than her thumb. She handed it to him, eyes downcast. “Good girl.” He swished it in the air. “Now get back in position.” When that beautiful heart-shaped ass was lined up…
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Erotic Short Fiction: The Spanking Date, Part 1
A chance encounter leads to a very sore ass.
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Kinky Chat: Removing the Blocks
Sir, I have writer’s block. Do you, baby girl? Yes, Sir. I don’t know what to do. Hmm, let’s see. Come sit in my lap, kitten — yes, just like that. You’re so soft and sweet, but with such a dirty little mind. I love that. Thank you, Sir. I like being your dirty little…
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Short Erotica: In Hell I’ll Be in Good Company
So, I’m kind of… fucking the Devil. Lucifer himself. It’s a long story, but the short version is that I learned the hard way to be careful what I wished for.
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Short Erotic Fiction: The Neighbor’s Pet
When he heard the third cup break, he had had enough. He stalked into the kitchen where his maid stood, nude, with the remnants of another wine glass shattered on the floor. “What the fuck, Erika?” She didn’t lower her eyes. Looking back, that should have been his second clue that something was amiss.
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Short Erotic Fiction: The Best Ideas, Chapter 2
The first chapter of this story can be found here. Monday morning was agonizing. Not only because I expected to see Brian behind every corner of the office, smirking and ready to turn me in to our boss for our little weekend escapade, but also because of the delicate purple bruises on my ass.
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Kinky Chat: The Ties that Bind
I just don’t understand bondage, Sir. You don’t? No, I mean… I like obeying you. Can’t you just tell me to hold still?
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Erotic Fiction: How to Capture the Muse
Sing, Goddess. I looked at the blank page in front of me. Sing the rage. My brain was a big empty box. Not even a hum of an idea. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, stretching back in my chair. Writer’s block — I couldn’t shake it. I needed to get…
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Erotic Fiction: The Benefits of a Sunny Window
He had seen her before, reading and sipping her tea next to the big window at the coffee shop. The way the sunlight played on her golden curls, across her freckled shoulders — it made him ache. Today she was wearing a little sundress, with a single tie in the back. He ran his tongue…
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Erotic Fiction: It’s Okay to Want It
“I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to do.” I tried to telegraph the disdain I felt toward him. “Then why am I tied to this chair?” The fact that I was also nude, made his assertion sound even more implausible. He smiled, and it was a kind smile. But he…
