100 Word Story

“Those who restrain desire do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained.” ~ William Blake The rope cuts into your wrists as you tug on it. Testing its …

“Make me your slave?” Early morning sunlight streams in through the curtains. “What makes you worthy?” I message back I smile when he doesn’t reply instantly. So far our messages …

She was the perfect seraph. She shone with a goodness and purity that made men breathless. They both desired and revered her and fell at her feet to worship her …

When they asked me why I did it I told them the truth “Love made me do it” Apparently that’s not a defense but it didn’t really matter because now …

Do you want me here like this? In the hot and the wet, bent over, ready and open. My hands up against the wall, bracing myself, waiting. You stepping in …

My stockings match my shoes, well not my stocking but the little bow on the suspender clips that attach to the stocking. They are the exact same shade of purple …

All evening she’d been flirting. Holding my gaze just that bit too long, running her fingers over mine, letting her hand graze across the front of my pants. The first …

Have I mentioned that I want you? Did you hear me whisper it the other night at dinner? Maybe I missed out the bit about your mouth on my thighs …

“Pull down your dress” His cock throbs in my mouth. I hear him but I don’t really register what he’s saying. I am distracted by the taste of him on …

“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly… ran through her head as she stood in the doorway watching his eyes run over her body The …

In the night I reach for it, drawing it under the covers with me and pushing it into the heat of my body, desperate to be full as I think …

She knew she shouldn’t. If anyone saw her there would be hell to pay. Just the thought of her Daddy’s rage made her blood run cold but it wasn’t enough …

In the corner of an English garden beneath the summer blooms lays a woman basking in the heat of the day. Everyone is out. The children at school, her husband …

He loved her ass Whether cased in red satin, or white lace, or framed by the black string of a thong, or completely bare as nature intended, it always looked …