Beggar’s Banquet
“No, please, stop. I don’t want you to. You’re hurting me. Please stop, I, please, I can’t. This is wrong, don’t make me. Please…please….nooooo” I am silenced by a hand…
“No, please, stop. I don’t want you to. You’re hurting me. Please stop, I, please, I can’t. This is wrong, don’t make me. Please…please….nooooo” I am silenced by a hand…
A couple of weeks ago Remittance Girl wrote this piece; Bad Men and Why Perfectly Intelligent, Independent, Sane Women Fantasize About Them. It is a piece about female ‘fantasy demons…
“I shall have to take my belt to you if you carry on like this” Word that are guaranteed to get my attention, not just because the belt is something…
I have a contentious relationship with my birthday. When I was 18 my parents had a party for me, it was a rather grown-up affair with family, aunts and uncles,…
It’s so hot, my skin throbs with the heat and when I touch it, beneath my fingers I can feel it, warm and sticky and I bring my fingertips back…
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Despite saying in my Sinful Sunday this week that I prefer to spend this time of year looking forwards rather than reflecting on the past my last post of the…
“The eyes are the window to your soul” ~ William Shakespeare And through those windows I see his passion, desire, warning, knowledge, guidance and sometimes evil wickedness. The Look is…
As the taxi trundles along the road heading for town he leans over and whispers into me ear… How’s that plug feeling my little slut? Snug and tight in your…
I really should have posted this Scavenger hunt for Halloween, the location seem fitting, but as the saying goes, better late than never. I have a bit of a thing…