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…