Jocelyn comes to me; she isn’t crying but her bottom lip is quivering. Her hands are shaking and all I can do is wrap my arms around her. As soon as I have her in […]

Jocelyn comes to me; she isn’t crying but her bottom lip is quivering. Her hands are shaking and all I can do is wrap my arms around her. As soon as I have her in […]
::Trigger Warning:: Ageplay, Daddy/daughter, taboo Note: Happy birthday to L. I hope this perfectly captures your fantasy. Laying in our mostly dark room, I hear the TV. A bit of sun creeps in through the […]
This writing is meant to let you imagine what it would be like to be at the center of a gang bang; not only the physical parts of being in one but the dehumanizing and […]
::Trigger Warning:: Age play, Daddy/daughter: This writing depicts a role-play between two unrelated consenting adults From the hallway, I look through the bedroom door, past the bed, and beyond the threshold into the bathroom. I […]
“Obey me.” Everything else is noise. These are the only two words you need to hear. But you need to hear them even when I am not speaking. It should be almost like a tick […]
The comet is careening towards Earth. With only days left, I am lost. Out of habit, I go to work. No one is there. On the drive home I see people fornicating by the side […]
::Trigger Warning:: Age play: This writing describes a role play between two unrelated consenting adults. ::Trigger Warning:: “It feels good when Daddy rubs you between your legs through your panties, doesn’t it? Do you know […]
Do you know why Daddy wraps his hand around your throat? I mean, you’re my little girl and it’s my job to protect and make sure no harm comes to you. That’s the most important […]
::TRIGGER WARNING:: This writing depicts an imprisonment role play. It uses the word “rape” once. It also contains face slapping, 24/7 TPE, and other themes of general violence. If any of these things upset you […]
Goodbye fairy tales. So long happy endings followed by music and credits. I’m here to tell you love is not enough. Love is the easy part. Love is the most dishonest part. Have you ever […]