Friday Fictioneers: Denied

Photo prompt courtesy of Sandra Crook 100 words or less, make them all count, if you want to join or read more Click the little froggy~ Thank you Rochelle for always hosting this lovely activity ♡♡ Genre: Realistic Fiction Word Count: 97 She looked at the cuff bruise on her wrist. She relived the last night... Continue Reading →

Frozen Lemonade (5)~*18+*~

Our favorite ladies are back finally.. It was about 3 am when we returned home. I called for Zara, but she didn't answer.. Was she asleep? "Zarrrraaa doll, I'm home! Zara?" I opened her door, she wasn't in her room. So I checked mine, as I have often found her sleeping in my bed. If... Continue Reading →

Let me Waifu, Please.

I've gotten to the point in my life where I've basically given up on relationships. The kind with love, and romance. But I still want to nurture someone. I still wish to Submit. I still yearn to cook and clean for some one, Take care of them when they fall Ill. I still want to... Continue Reading →

Russian Roulette.

I lay in bed pretending to sleep. For days. I don't eat, I drink only wine. My head hurts. I feel sick, weak. I've become useless. I spin the barrel, round one. I am still alive. I keep up appearances.fff I go to work as scheduled. I keep talking. I smile but it doesn't reach... Continue Reading →

Song2Story Saturday: Underneath~

Two years have passed, and I still have not invited him in... He know's my age, my name, my address, my car. He could tell you my eye color, how I have green eyes, with slightly darker flecks, how many freckles are on my face and could even tell you my favorite things in the bedroom...  My... Continue Reading →

The Sorcerer (3) ~18+~

I had ghosted him this time, I was in his shower, I could feel him throbbing, and I knew instantly he was close to cumming, but I needed him to feel my pain, just once I wanted someone to feel how I did, and As soon as thought “Yep, he’s close time to leave” I... Continue Reading →

Frozen Lemonade 4

We got the all clear to leave two weeks later and had Minnesota on the line. Kelli was Excited by the time the two weeks were up she had remembered loving Minnesota. We would continue therapy at a hospital in Minneapolis. I was out of a wheelchair now but still needed to rest occasionally. Kelli’s... Continue Reading →

The Sorcer (2) ~*18+*~

I hucked a throw pillow at the door, screaming in frustration. Did he have to deny me? I’ve heard of edging but isn’t this a bit extreme. What. An. ASSHOLE. I screamed again and then decided, like every other time I am denied release, I should just go take a bath. I picked my clothes... Continue Reading →

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