"How long do we have to do this?"I'm cuffing his wrist to the bedpost as I sit on his naked chest. "As long as it takes, baby." I reach for his other arm, slide on another handcuff, ratchet it...

It’s weird UKAnd the wafting scent reminds meOf a nuance, of a menaceOf a movie –maybeWith a queer settingCharacters that melt in their jointsAnd their bodies are meeting with my beingAs an infection of thoughtAnd they emergeEnticing, as she...

In your depths, I am a shadow soullicking at a flame I can't fathomFate is cruel and did not allow My passion quelled out of necessityProvocation denied and repressedYou graze my sexual soulprovoking my lustbuilding it until bare, I squirm My...