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Safryzer

Dee’s levelling

Will revenge, served hot, restore justice in Dee’s eyes?

‘How could you?! Bloody hell! I can’t bloody believe this! I can’t believe YOU. And that’s saying something!’ It had taken a few moments for Dee to recognize what she was seeing. Rachel had not been expecting anyone. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have a spanking movie playing on her open laptop. The fact that Dee had deliberately avoided using her familiar knock on Rachel’s door had left her friend unguarded. And Dee’s anger, h...

WannabeWordsmith

Deprivation

She teases me to breaking point with her heavenly body and dripping underwear.

The cuffs around my wrists rattled against the bedframe as her fingernails traced from the inside of my elbows to armpits, lighting up everything in their wake. She moved inward to circle my nipples with the pad of her digits, the ache in my raging cock an incessant reminder of how much I wanted her. Of what I'd do to her when released. She swished a curtain of mahogany hair over my torso and I shivered. It pooled on my a...

WannabeWordsmith

The Day I Came Unstuck

A successful businesswoman finds there are limits to pushing her employees.

A male colleague of mine once claimed that money, when it travels at a certain speed and trajectory, can turn anyone into an asshole. I never believed him until it happened to me. The day I realised it was just like any other at my company. The climbing sun streaming through the windows of my spacious thirtieth-floor corner office warmed my bare legs beneath the charcoal pencil skirt. I gazed out at the nearby skyscrapers...

avrgblkgrl

A List of Lonelinesses

There are no witnesses to that heightened moment of self awareness.

It is what the eye sees when it closes,  what's behind the drawn lids.  It is when the senses heighten  and the dampness of heat can be felt by the fine hairs on the surface of your skin  --hairs that stand and fall at their own bidding.  Small sounds reach from behind the obvious and whisper in your inner ear.  The words are in code,  but your heart remembers the echo of the womb.It slows to a rhythm that is truly yours....