Lust glittered in Meg's eyes as she now straddled Daniel. Pressing their wet lips together. Their tongues lapping and dancing. Tasting the other. Breathing and exhaling their warm breaths into each other as they kissed.        When...

(a submissive’s soliloquy) I am beauty in silver silence—metal bites my wrists and ankles,each click a reminderthat I long for. Gagged,not to silence me—but to reinforcethat begging is not my right.Only moans,muffled and soaked,can pass through this leather bloom. He watches—patient as...