As he poured the hot wax over her bare chest he was reminded of the first night they met. A random meeting at a party he had not wanted to go to. Now, here they were in a dungeon playing and people, strangers, were watching them do so. Never...
Have You Met Larry?
Happy Blogiversary!
One year! Stella Kiink is one year old today! I know this may seem paltry to some of you who have been blogging for years, but for me it’s a big deal. I wasn’t sure I could make it a month let alone a year, and now I am...
Pornography or Erotica? What does it matter?
There have been many blogs of late that have either shut down or moved to a new home. Much of the reason for this has to do with providers cracking down on what they consider to be pornographic content. I don’t know what other providers terms are, but WordPress...
The Game – I Look Away
Q3 of The Game, a side story of the Life With Victor (LWV) series. You can catch up here if you have not been following along. ———————————————————————— His hand is on my leg and I could swear it is Victor. He isn’t answering me though. Maybe he’s not sure...
The Game – Best Laid Plans
The second quarter of The Game, a side story born from the Life With Victor (LWV) series. You can catch up here if you have not been following along. ———————————————————————— Holy fuck! Where is Victor? What has this monster done with him? Victor? VICTOR! I cry out in panic, panic and hopes...
The Game – Victor Speaks
The first piece of The Game, a side story that continues from the Life With Victor (LWV) series. You can catch up here if you have not been following along. ———————————————————————— She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled. Memories can be beautiful things sometimes. To have them come...
After The Storm
This is a continuation of the Life With Victor (LWV) series. You can catch up here if you have not been following along. ———————————————————————— I love you baby. Everything is going to be ok. I am here, I have you, I won’t ever let you go. It’s ok baby....
Blossoming Buttercup
Victor peered up from behind his fork full of meat and I knew. I watched as he put the bite of food in his mouth then, in his usual precise manner, put his fork down on the napkin beside his plate. He never took his eyes off me. We...