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Thursday, 26 January 2012

Beg to dance some more

Well its Wednesday and another #Wankwednesday the prompt this week is #Dance read all the Wank Wednesday erotic writing for Dance at Word Ejaculation



And of course we must not forget it's also Wanton Wednesday too, visit the others here

Dance with me she said
As she put her hand in mine
Pulled me to the dance floor
Eyes locked forever in time
Dance with me she said
As she stripped me to the bone
Made every part of me tingle
'Til I was hanging out of time
Dance with me she said
As I was screaming out her name
Ready to give my soul to her
With not a thought for gain
Dance with me she said
As I fell into those green eyes
And realised I'd lost her
Somewhere along the line
Dance with me she said
As I grasped to find her hand
Knowing I'd lost forever
As her hand pushed inside
Dance with me she said
As she began to fuck
Her hand enclosed inside me
Marking me forever her slut
Dance with me she said
As her fist took me to the edge
Filled my cunt and rocked my mind
And took away my sense
Dance with me she said
As I screamed and cried for more
As she made me get down on my knees
And beg to dance some more

Wednesday, 18 January 2012

I Crave Her Touch

I crave her
Her fingers in my hair
Her fingers in my mouth
Choking me, stopping my breath
Fucking me hard
As I struggle to give my all
I crave her
Hurting me, binding me
Marking me blue
As I give over everything
And become someone new
I crave her
Like an addict
But I can't find the words
To tell of my need
And want for her
To be broken and taken apart
I crave her
As I lie upon the floor
Pleading at her feet
For her to make her mark on me
To make me her little tart
I crave her
To hold me and kiss away my fears
To smooth my hair
And wipe my tears
And let me be her girl
I crave her

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

Blanket of pain

Well #wankwednesday and the prompt this week is #blanket
Read all the Wank Wednesday erotic writing for Blanket at Word Ejaculation


A blanket of snow lay on the ground and as she ran her feet left prints, dug deep at the toes.

She panted and tried to stifle her cries as she ran, she could not let him hear her. She could only hear heart pounding in her ears and the sound of her breath panting. Every time she stopped to listen for some sign of where he was it was all she could hear. Despite trying to calm herself she couldn't she didn't want him to catch her.

She hoped above hopes that he wouldn't, her mind refused to think of what might happen if he did. As she ran she tripped and stumbled crying out and muffling her cries knowing that each time she was giving him more idea of where she was.

Her skin began to turn pink and purple and a cloud was covering her as she panted with the exertion of running in the snow. Her nipples stood out, red and raw looking and she could barely feel her toes and fingers.

She did not know where she was, it was dark apart from the light given off by the snow. She only knew they had gone some distance from the club and also where they had been. She fell down again hitting her nose hard enough to cause it to bleed and she began to cry softly.

As she stumbled to her feet quietly sobbing, she heard a low chuckle and turned quickly to see him standing behind her. As she jumped to run, he grabbed her by the hair pulling her back and grabbing her by the chin. "Where the fuck do you think you are gong slut? And you'd better not get blood on my gloves she gave me these for my birthday.". He then proceeded to drag her back the way she had ran, not allowing her the chance to stay on her feet often.

By the time they were back at the car she was covered in scrapes and scratches and blood was running down every part of her body. Picking her up her roughly threw her back into the boot of the car and she could hear him laugh as he got in and started the engine.

She almost nodded off with the movement of the car and the energy she had expended running across the countryside trying to escape. She thought back t that night just a week ago she thought and how much fun she had been having.

He was charming, so was she, she had always wanted to try a threesome. They were having a wonderful time, laughing, flirting and it was all good fun. Going to the toilet with Sarah was even more fun. They was she had pushed her into the cubicle and kissed her hard had taken her breath away and instantly made her wet, her clit brick hard.

She spent ages exploring her mouth with her tongue and gently pinching her nipples, before whispering to her to take her knickers off. As she said it she had looked Sarah straight into her eyes. And unable to look away she had obeyed, even lying here in the boot she was wet thinking of her kisses and the fucking she gave her there in the cubicle.

When she had stepped out of her knickers she had slammed her up against the wall and kissed her so hard her lips had split and bled. She had fucked her there with her hand over her mouth and nose, looking into her eyes as her breathing slowed. Time and again she lifted her hand, letting her take in a panicked breath. All the while she never stopped the movement of her fingers, in and out, nipping, pinching and pushing into her.

As she felt as though she were about to pass out, she felt her orgasm growing as the woman, this stranger who she had only met some hours before watched her come and smiled.

The car stopped and she jerked awake properly and listened to his feet on the Abel knowing that they were back again. She shivered involuntarily as the boot opened and tried to back away from his hand which pulled her our roughly and forced her to walk bare feet on it?

As they got to the door it opened and she was there. "So Sarah are you in a better frame of mind now and ready to behave?". Sarah nodded as she grabbed her by the hair and pulled her into the house. Pulling her into the room she has so recently left Sarah sobbed out loud. "Oh come on I've barely touched you and really, you haven't enjoyed it? Cause I've saw the evidence on the floor, remember?"

She pulled Sarah towards a post set in the floor and pulled her hair down until she gave in and sat down. Demanding her arms Sarah gave them to her as she cuffed them behind her. Taking each ankle she again bound them and pulling her legs apart tied them so she was almost doing the splits. Putting the ball gag back on her she wiped her hair out of her eyes and kissed her on the forehead.

"It's alright sweetie you can cope with this, you coped earlier and you will now!"

Sarah looked at the things she was holding and shook her head in a panic.

"It's ok, I'll use lube this time now I know you're tight.".

She covered the butt plug in lube as Sarah tried desperately to back away from her, but she couldn't escape her, the post was in the way and she couldn't close or move her legs. She felt the plug push against her before it gained entrance and seemed to fill her so much she thought she might die.

"See, now that wasn't so hard this time now was it?". Sarah shook her head knowing that a punishment would come if she did not respond. "Ok let's start again then shall we?"

Sarah shook her head slightly as the woman walked around the back of her to check her hands and the put the hitachi onto her clit. Her whole body began to vibrate and she felt an orgasm coming almost instantly as she felt the vibrations beat against the plug inside her and up through her clit to her nipples.

She groaned loudly trying to get away from it, it was almost unbearable. She mumbled that she wanted to come, please could she come and the woman kissed her on the top of her head. "You can come as many times as you want sweetie."

As the orgasm began it was amazing she could feel everything exploding including her arse around the plug. Then it became too much again and she wanted to get away from it so badly, crying she begged for her to please take it away. "So you want me to take it away?" she said as she walked around to the front of her. Sarah nodded, then screamed when she saw the pointed wand in her hand and heard the buzz.

Frantically shaking her head and pulling against the ropes she tried in vain to get away from it. "Well you decide, this or this and she held both of them up."
Sarah sat there shaking her head as the woman brought both of them towards her and shocked her with the wand then put the vibrator back against her clit. "It's an easy choice Sarah, take the orgasms, what's that, of course you can come."

As she passed out the woman pulled on her nipple and kicked against the butt plug making her come around with a jump. "Dont go to sleep baby, we haven't finished yet!"
She looked up to see woman putting on a harness and dildo and knew just by the size of it that there was no way she could take that. She immediately began shaking her head which gained her another shock from the wand on her clit.

Sitting sobbing she waited for what was coming as the woman squeezed lube on it and came towards her. Lifting her arms up from the post she shifted Sarah slightly on the ground to allow her to lie down. Lifting her arse slightly she rammed the dildo into her as Sarah screamed into the gag. "Shh, its not hurting, I decide what's hurting, lifting the hitachi she positioned it between the two of them so that they both had the benefit of it and she watched the woman's eyes as they both became together.

Pulling out of her Sarah felt so empty she started crying until the woman put the hitachi back onto her and she groaned again.

As Sarah passed out after the 5th orgasm she wondered if anyone had ever been this badly treated before in their life.

Wednesday, 4 January 2012

Too Late

The first #Wankwednesday for 2012 the prompt of #Arc
Read the rest of the entries at Word Ejaculation HERE

As she comes her whole body arches towards me and I hold her in my hand and watch as the sheen begins on her skin. In that dip from her chest to her stomach I trace my finger and watch as she shivers, her whole body shaking with my touch.

I love her.

I've never been surer of anything in my life. I draw circles around her breasts and try to capture every part of her within my memory so as to never forget this moment. It is futile to try I know, as she moves under my hand and instantly things change. As I move my other hand not wanting to take it from her, I can feel her clench ever so slightly. Not by much, but it is enough so that I can feel it and I begin to fuck her slowly again.

As my hand moves softly and slowly it is shaped like an arc cupping her and holding her, never wanting to let her go. And yes, again she comes for me crying out my name softly and wrapping her arms around me as she does, she too feeling the moment and not wanting to let it go.

As I feel her sob she pulls me up towards her, my hand freeing slightly from her and panicking me, that today might almost be over. But no she kisses my deeply and plunges her hand into me, matching my renewed strokes as we push towards one another, trying desperately to touch every part of each others skin.

I kiss her tears as I come calling her name, telling her I love her, please don't go. I know it's too late, I should've said those words a long time ago when she needed them, before she made that new life with someone who could say those words. She holds me as my orgasm fades, and I drift back to that first day.

We never should have even met, I shouldn't have even been there in that pub. I'd gotten lost on the way to meet my friend at a flat she was viewing and got so hopelessly lost that I gave up, called her and said I would meet her in this pub that I found myself standing in front of. Going in it was dark and not even very clean but I couldn't get lost again, so I ordered a cola and sat at the bar waiting for my friend, who in the end never appeared. The barman's shift ended and the barmaid started and I paid no attention until I needed another cola and she turned around after I called her over.

She had the most amazing smile ever! And before I knew it we were chatting and laughing and I felt like I had known her forever. My friend never appeared and it was the end of her shift. Her name was Jane, even her name made me smile, why couldn't I have just said those words that she needed to hear so much?

The next two years flew by and we found ourselves to be more and more compatible with everything, especially sexually. She seemed to be inside my head constantly and knew what I wanted before I knew. I spent the whole time trying to please her and usually did. Yet here we were, she about to leave me for someone else just because I couldn't say those words to her.

I felt the tears slowly fall from my eyes knowing that it was too late now anyway, she had someone else who she would love and would say those words she needed to hear. She kissed me on the forehead, and opened the door looking at me one last time with sadness in her eyes and closed the door gently behind her.

I rose from the bed and got down on my knees saying those words to the back of the door, as I heard her footsteps echo on the stairs. I submit Mistress.

Wednesday, 30 November 2011

My Shadow

#Wankwednesday and the prompt this week is #shadow read all the other entries at Word Ejaculation


The room is dark with barely a bit of light coming in through the window despite the lateness of the morning.  Clouds cover the sky casting a dark shadow over the room and the bed where she lies.  Face down, she is held tightly by her bonds, wrists and ankles pulled towards each corner of the bed.  She moans softly as she lies there, the breeze easing the heat coming from her back and the red stripes on her arse.

Her body is stretched to its limits and I watch her, my mind elsewhere, as I wait for her to relax and come back to me. I follow the lines of where I have been and,
wanting to touch them so much, I get up and trace each thick line with my fingernails, lovingly watch her flinch as I do so.  Bent over, I lightly kiss both cheeks, I watch her skin try to escape my touch as the memories of the morning fill my mind.  My eyes stray to the bedside table which hold the remnants of our loving, as well as our lust.  My cunt clenches as I eye the dildo that has so recently stretched her wide enough to make her cry 'no more' one second, then beg for it deeper the next.  Pushing
hard on the butt plug still within her, I have the urge to do it all again as she groans and I feel the vibrations of it through my arm.

I want to see the light lines on her back newly appear so that I can kiss them better.  I want to lick her tears from her eyes as they flow for me. I want to yet again cane her, but she can take no more today and I would do serious damage. Yet I want to hurt her so much! That need is still so strong.


I run my finger down her slit which is wet and she groans again. I know that I cannot stop. I must not stop. She needs me to go on.  
I drag my nails across her red arse and she rises to meet me, I know I was right. My own cunt is as wet as hers and I shift slightly as I maneuver myself on the bed between her legs.  Lowering my head towards her I smell her, sweet and mine. I take a bite and breathe her into me.

She cums almost instantly, flowing from her to me effortlessly, but it's not enough and I want more. I put my fist to her and she takes it easily with no resistance - her submission complete, her juices allowing me smooth entrance. As the world grips my fist, I wonder who is in
control. I fuck her with my soul or so it would appear.  I take control, her juices flow down my arm and then I let her go her gasping echoing in my ears.

I sit over her casting my shadow on her body to mark her as mine.



Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Magician

#wankwednesday the prompt ths week is #magician
Read all the other entries at wordejaculation.com/2011/11/magician-wank-wednesday/

The way you brought such feeling
From nothing out of thin air
Makes me think you're a magician
An emotional conjurer
You make me melt inside my heart
With barely a few words
You only have to say my name
For the beat to start
Not even a touch I'm in that space
Where only we two exist
My pupils dilate my lips they swell
My arousal is plain to see
All that's before you touch my skin
Before your beat begins
For when you do my lady
That's when the magic begins

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Cave into Submission

#Wankwednesday and the prompt this week is #cave Dont blame me that it conjured up something dark and brooding! Read all the Wank Wednesday erotic writing for Cave on Word Ejaculation here

It's dark here as I sit in my room waiting.  This feels like a punishment yet I know I've done nothing to warrant a punishment, yet I feel punished still.  It feel likes a yawning cavern a cave with dripping water  I can hear the tap dripping in the bathroom over the sound of my breath as  I wait.

She's busy and she's not dead I tell myself yet I know she will have at least sat down at some point, couldn't she have said goodnight to me?  Couldn't she have put me out of my misery she knows I wait counting the seconds the minutes and now the hours.  She will sleep now my Mistress and I will lay awake waiting for the morning to come and for her to send me a message that I don't deserve for asking for more than I have been promised or perhaps deserve.

This cave swallows me up in its darkness threatening to envelop all the light within me, to swallow the life I have.  I cannot stop the darkness from sweeping over me and I feel its creep as it comes towards me and I cave into submission.  This hurt that is of my own making, that I do to myself, that is my own impatience, my own imprisonment.

Yet I love her and tomorrow I will be happy and I will have forgotten this pain that is of my own making.  Tomorrow I will be light and free and happy that she is there that she speaks and I will have forgotten the wait after a while and for a short while I won't be in this cell of needy submission to which only I hold the key.

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

Surge

Well another Wednesday and that means just one thing #Wankwednesday and the prompt this week is #Surge read the rest here

“Come for me” she said but I couldn’t I was rock hard and felt like I was on fire but I couldn’t.  She looked annoyed she said I was going to do this for her but I never had before and I wasn’t sure I ever would.

“Ok stop and just sit there and let yourself relax darling.”  As I lay there panting I felt ashamed that I couldn’t do this for her after half an hour of rubbing away I’d nearly rubbed away all of my skin.  I just wasn’t any good with someone watching me I never had been.  I could come easily normally but masturbating and someone watching I just couldn’t come at all.

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Move

Late post for #Wankwednesday the prompt this week #Move read the rest here


Move me now
Or let me go
Flick that switch
I need it now
Hurt me bad
Release my tears
Show me how
To need my fears
Fuck me hard
Caress me slow
Keep me awake
For all the hours
Move me now
I need to know
That you know how
To move my soul

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Recipe

A very short one for #WankWednesday the prompt this week #Recipe Join in or read the rest here



“Give me the recipe!”
“No”
“Now girl!”
“No”
She knew she was playing with fire but she was having too much fun her Mistress needed to make these cakes for the fair and she was going to suffer for this, but this was fun.  As she danced around the kitchen with her glaring after her she realised that she was no longer following her trying to get it from her and was now rifling about in one of the drawers and totally ignoring her.   Wandering over to see she looked over her shoulder to see what she was doing to find her with a large metal spatula in her hands.  Too late she realised that it was for her and that her collar was now in her other hand and she couldn’t get away.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Tangled Web

Well its Wednesday and another reason to write some more smut, the prompt this week is #Tangle! As usual visit Ruby's gaff and read the rest or have a go yourself! Click here for your pleasure!


“This is just so wrong I don’t know why I am even here?”  She sat on the edge of the bed with her head in her hands.

“You’re here because you need it Laura you just have to admit it to yourself and to her.   Until you do it’s always going to be like this.”

She knew he was right but she couldn’t bear it despite it being right.  He knelt at her feet and took hold of her wrists pulling her hands away from her head but still she wouldn’t look at him.  He took both wrists in one hand and lifted her chin with the other.  She was crying and he took her in his arms as she sobbed into his shoulder making a mewing sound her whole body moving with the strength of the sobs.  He held her until she was silent and no longer moving although he knew she was still crying.

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

Over the Edge

#Wankwednesday has come around again and the prompt this week is #Cliff join in with the rest or just have a read here

Muscles taut held in place
Suspended from the wall
Feet barely touch the floor
As I wait to feel your love

Eyes blindfold tongue silenced
Hanging on the edge of the cliff
Trusting that you’ll catch me
If I should fly and fall

Skin shining red and blue
Muscles burning tense
My body earning release now
As you push me over the edge

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Patience

Well #Wankwednesday time again and another chance to shine for the Queen of Smut Ruby @eroticnotebook

As usual please do have a go yourself or go along for a visit and read all the others here

Where the hell was she, it was frustrating waiting for her, I hated waiting and she always made me wait.  She said it built character.  It was funny she wasn’t much older than me but she seemed to be so much more so in everything she said or did.

I don’t know why she even thought that it built character and every time she said it I was too busy trying to take in every breath of her that I never thought to ask until she had gone again.  I had been waiting for over a half hour now and was already on my second pint, at this rate I would need to go to the toilet before she came in. And… well I couldn’t have that.  It would spoil the whole effect and then I might not to get to play out this particular scenario again.  I just had to bide my time and not drink any more of my pint.

Thursday, 22 September 2011

Normal Man?

Well it #Wankwednesday time and another chance to write for the Queen of Smut herself Ruby Kiddell join in yourself or read the rest HERE


“It’s not normal you know?” She looked disgusted at him and looked away quickly it was his 40th after all and she had promised him anything, absolutely anything at all!

The more she thought of it though the more she thought there was no way she could.  He had been so embarrassed and yes so excited when he asked her and of course she had kept on insisting thinking that it might have been underwear or perhaps a flogger or thigh high boots.  But this, well this was just not, well she didn’t know what it was but it wasn’t normal.

Tuesday, 13 September 2011

Border

Well its another #wankwednesday this week the prompt is #border as usual visit Ruby's here


As she walked towards me I backed into the corner until I was on the floor and staring up at her. I had no idea how I had got here I thought as I looked up at her and waited for what she would do next. She stopped and chuckled then about turned and walked out of the room closing it and locking it behind her.

I sat there counting the pattern on the border that split the wall in two listening for a clue as to what she was up to. I counted the swirls, six of three different colours, it was really old fashioned, I hadn’t seen a border like this in years yet this was very new the room smelling freshly decorated. She didn’t seem to be old fashioned although there wasn’t anything about her that said up-to-date either.

I heard a noise and jumped pushing myself further into the corner than it wanted to allow me but she didn’t enter the room. I went back to the border and counted again, I seemed to always count when I was nervous I would count the silliest things like panes of glass, light bulbs and these swirls! As I was about to laugh at myself the door opened and I jumped and she stood there with a whip in hand. “Strip!” she said

Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Flight

A little acrostic poetry for #wankwednesday as ever please do visit Ruby's place to read the rest here


Flight
Fuck me gently
Love me hard
Invade my body
Graze my heart
Tie my soul

Thursday, 1 September 2011

Word

Another #Wankwednesday post but also a short part of my love story Once Upon a Time

Read the rest of the stories in homage to the Queen of Smut herself, Ruby Kiddell here



As my skin begins to burn I think of all the times before and how I have missed out on life for so many years until we met.

As she stops her words excite me like no other “Make me come.”

I crawl up the bed to where I feel her lie, still blind but aware with every fibre of my being.  Reaching the top of her legs I stop and begin to cover her in small biting kisses.

Her body begins to arch towards me and the sky as if to pay homage to whatever god she believes in.

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

The Box

Well another Wednesday and a chance to make Ruby at @eroticnotebook blush with her prompt of #box

This is the next part of my ongoing piece Once Upon a Time which you can find on the Labels list here.

Read all the rest at Ruby's page here


But yet again I get ahead of myself and still haven’t told the story.  How did we begin this relationship that we now have since this is not the way we started?  Of course the first time was that day at the beach when I knelt and made her come in my mouth, but that was far from the true beginning of my ownership.

That day started off like any other, I was yet again at Fiona’s after all her house was much nicer than mine, it was a house for starters whereas my flat was so small it made you feel claustrophobic.  I wakened, rose and was standing as usual in the kitchen naked making her a coffee to waken her with.  I liked to get up and do this every morning and she liked it too despite her never telling or me ever asking.  It just evolved and became normal for my day and hers. 

We had been seeing one another for months now and there was still so much I didn’t know about her. One day out of every month I wasn’t to call her or come over no matter what, it was always the same date of every month the 21st and it didn’t matter what day it was she didn’t work that day.  Even her business was a bit of a mystery to me at that point all I knew was that she owned a nightclub.  I hadn’t even gone there or even at that point knew its name.  It wasn’t that she was secretive; it just didn’t really come up in conversation ever and we had gone other places on dates.  She said that she didn’t want to go out in her place of work and that made total sense to me.  In fact looking back she asked me lots of questions about me and always turned the conversation back to me, my hopes and dreams and all the things I knew and wanted to know.

Saturday, 30 July 2011

Journal

Well missed #wankwednesday for which the prompt was #journal but I finished this so decided to post anyway. As usual make a point of visiting Ruby's site and read the rest here.

(This is an ongoing story the last part of which you can read here. The first part is here and the second part here.  I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I am writing it).


As I sit here writing my journal I hear her in the kitchen rattling about.  I have no concept of what time it is or how long since she left me and went into the kitchen.  All I have are the marks of her love that warm me and a vague sense of time having passed.

I love her I write, I love her I write again.  I can’t seem to find the words of what has just passed yet I know I must or I will not be taken to that place that I love so much.  For her to treat me so is to teach, if I cannot then write of the lesson I have learned, then I cannot have another lesson.   I need to have written my lesson, yet still the words won’t come.

Thursday, 21 July 2011

Cloud

Well another late #wankwednesday this week for the wonderful Queen of Smut @eroticnotebook the prompt #cloud Remember and read the rest here

This is also the next part of Once Upon a Time the third part Absorb and if you want to read where it all began the prequel was Watch


I hear the car driving up the drive as I think back to when we began.  She will be a short while yet as she will do several things before she enters the room where I wait.  She will first eat the meal which is waiting for her; chicken and salad with a light dressing.  Then she will undress and shower and then after sitting for exactly a half hour, she will dress in her white leather harness and white leather corset and then come into the room.  She likes routine and everything to be just the same way.  It suits me too as I know what will happen and when, until that moment she comes through the door, then I have no idea what will come next.
My mind drifts back to that day when I became me thus becoming hers.  It was a day just like the day we first met with rain pouring from the heavens.  We were going on a picnic that day to a secluded beach nearby, it was lovely and we had been there a couple of times in the first few months alone.   It’s strange I had lived there all my life yet never knew it even existed. We went there that day with the sun shining with our basket of nibbles and our bottle of wine.  We could actually walk from my flat which was amazing.
 I loved to walk down the street with her and watch people look after her, she was an imposing sight with her long blond hair, tall and toned but not muscular.  I am wet waiting for her, thinking about how beautiful she is and the way her hair on her body seems to glisten it being so fair.  Me?  I am small with dirty blond hair; I don’t stand out when I am with her.  In fact I could almost not be there as she just appears to glow.
I hear her sitting down the chair squeaks slightly as it always does and my heart beats faster knowing it won’t be long.