Written by women - Page 77
Please Punish Me Please punish me" she whispered as she looked through his pictures on her phone. She closed her eyes and imagined being under his control. She desperately needed him, and with every breath, she wanted him
I glance at the clock. 11pm. He should be asleep now. I sneak out of my room and tiptoe to the kitchen. I open the fridge as quietly as possible and glance around. Applesauce, eggs, leftover mashed potatoes. Damn. This fridge is really empty. Guess I have to actually cook something
It had been 8 years since they had last seen each other. Cindy had gone to Atlanta when Mark graduated from college. Mark had recently married so all that had happened was Cindy giving him a blowjob at her hotel after graduation even though Cindy had wanted to do so much more



"Lend me forty bucks Jordyn," Jason said in a persuasive tone of voice. Jordyn sat on the couch in her small bedroom, pissed off. I laid in her bed, next to her brother Jason, and Dillon, whom was a friend of all three of us. "No," she said. "I know you're going to use it for pot
This affair started a few years ago. But as a prelude, there were troubling things happening inside me. I was 35. When we first met and in the early years of our marriage, my husband and I were like rabbits
The drive was long and once inside, I headed straight for a quick shower. It was already late in the night and figured he would be asleep. The hot shower was refreshing, but I felt the creep of sleep taking over. It was out of the shower into his bedroom
Whips cracked and bit into his already bleeding flesh. His knuckles were white as his hands gripped the iron chains that bound him. Every strike he gritted his teeth together. Why were they doing this to him? He could not answer. To be freed was all he desired
During the week, Dan through emails, wanted to hear all about Mr. D. I found it exciting to tell Dan what happened. He would email me back with questions and I would reply giving details. That is when I first got into writing about my adventures



When I got home from school I did what I normally do. I glance in the fridge, picking out some snacks, fight with my younger brother Ben and head up to my room to do home work and chat to friends online. I untied my long brown hair and changed
I was idly gazing out of the bus window. People were rushing along this busy street. Rush hour, one of the worst times to be on the bus and I was looking forward to get home. Shower, food, start the new book I found at the charity shop and maybe call David
Georgia goes to University by Vanessa Evans Part 08 – Things start to get a bit routine except for - When I say that, the Sunday morning was the first time ever that I have been woken up by a man fucking me. I’d thought that it would be an amazing experience and I was right
This is part two of cocky boy Scott If you want pictures of me and Scott email me at I woke up in my bed thinking it was just a dream. I got out of bed and got dressed and got on the bus. I was kinda happy that it was friday. When Scott got on the bus he sat next to me
I walked right by her noticing she had looked my way. I saw her outfit, how tight it was. The material clung to her full frame like second skin and that made me peek her way a second time. She continued her conversation playfully licking her lips and glancing my way
Tami was the first to wake up the next day; she panted at the intense heat in the tent and rolled away from where she was cuddled against Greta
My name is Sharon (Shaz) McLennan I am a prostitute and a stripper for a biker club. But that wasn’t always the case. I was the only child in my dysfunctional family but it was my dysfunctional family. My mother was a drug addict and my father was into guys