It's a strange feeling, being suspended in rope. The soles of my feet tingle with the unfamiliarity of not being permanently bonded to the ground. I feel I should be falling back to the earth, yet I do not. I'm secured in a harness of hemp, suspended from a metal ring. I feel like I'm …
This D/s spanking story has been a draft for a little while now, brought to you with a new lease of life inspired by the Draft Folder Challenge by the very lovely Cara Thereon. Shout-out to Cara for creating this, helping us clear the dreaded draft box!! While you're here, I highly recommend checking out …
I’d never felt so luxurious in my entire life. I lay sprawled across the chaise longue, clad in a buttery robe of dusty rose silk he so kindly gifted to me. The robe draped open, unabashedly displaying my naked skin just for him to see. The Gentleman always said he liked the colour on me …
CONTENT WARNING: This post contains themes involving BDSM, particularly Domination and sadomasochism. So head’s up for readers where that isn’t their cup of tea and/or find these themes distressing. This post also contains affiliate links. It’s a fantasy I’ve had for years that has changed and evolved, but the core foundation has stayed the same: …
He gripped at the soft hemp bindings round his arms, snugly bent and bound behind the back of the chair, ankles bound to the legs. His eyes were bound with black satin while his mouth hung open, every muscle almost painfully tight, begging her for release as she rode him. He so desperately craved to …
Becoming Violet Grey 