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"I'm better than him!" I chuckled, kneeled on the bed, and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt. He was well-built with his broad shoulders and trim waist. Stark, jagged scars crisscrossed his chest. I gently traced those scars, making his breathing grow ragged. Then, I kissed him, inch by inch. He wrapped his arms around me. His Adam's apple bobbed, and murmurs spilled from his lips as his voice trembled with desire. Then, I kicked him away.

“That’s a very vivid picture. Thank you for sharing it so openly.” I exhaled, trembling a little. He leaned back slightly, tone shifting to something more exploratory. “Apart from this mommy-domme dynamic, this intense power exchange… have you ever explored other kinks? Tried anything else that lights you up the same way?” I blinked. “Like… what?” He gave a small, professional shrug. “Bondage, impact play, role reversal, exhibitionism, voyeurism, sensory deprivation, pet play, degradation, praise, group play… anything that’s ever crossed your mind, even if you haven’t acted on it.”

"Tyler. I want you to answer with a truth. What's your nastiest kink?" He smirked, downing the rest of his drink. "Nothing gets me going like pounding a tight asshole. Fucking that rosebud till it gapes." Heat pooled between my legs, panties slapping on my clit making me shift uneasily. These young men would be the death of me. Zane asked Brock. "What's your kink, Brock?" "Piss play. A pretty girl squatting over my face and just letting go." Shit! At this point I was soaked, my panties were stuck like tissue paper on my folds.

But with the way I was feeling at this moment and during that first time we did it in his car in a public place, as well as when we had sex last night where there was a possibility of the other people in the house hearing us, there was a possibility of it being the case. Fuck! So now I’ve already realized two things about me. First was that I have a praise kink, and another one was the possibility of me being a goddamn exhibitionist, which I hope is not the case at all. But again, as I said, I've only ever felt this way with Gunner. I've never felt this way with the other people I've had sex with, so… fuck! I don't know anymore. “Relax, Layland,” Gunner said in a voice not loud enough for ot

The bass from the club pulsed through Jenna’s body like a second heartbeat. She was only twenty-four but felt like she’d been waiting forever for a night like this. The underground kink club was invitation-only, and she’d sweet-talked her way in wearing her shortest pink dress. It barely covered the curve of her ass. White lace panties peeked out when she moved, and her hair was tied in two bouncy pigtails that made her look younger and sweeter than she felt.

The whole thing felt surreal. I had spent a solid hour last night researching the Dom/Sub dynamic. Apparently, as a submissive, you have to earn your Dom’s praise. And oddly enough, I think that’s my kink—praise. It always made my day when Alex gave me even the most casual compliment. It was like being showered in gold.

not something I would wear to work under normal circumstances, but I need to amp up the sex appeal; if he can play dirty, so can I I put on my most sexy black lace lingerie... not that he is going to see that, but to make me feel more sexy and up for the task. Then I put on a skimpy very tight leather skirt ... normally I would always wear leggings underneath, but not today. Uh I still have to remember that this is my job, and there will be other people, so I have to pull a little back on the shirt, nothing low cut... I pick out a tight fitting white tank top that says 'let's get naughty and spare Santa a trip'.

she says, she might dislike me but she can't say my plan is foiled, Don Romano crafted a simple plan and I upgraded it. Alessandra The younger wives are discussing a new movie in the group, as well as their kinks, it led me to look into it before I saw the movie with them and honestly, I hadn't thought much about kinks, and after researching a little. I've found myself to have a praise kink, I thought I loved it because it was Enzo talking to me but a quick internet search has opened my eyes and mind to a world I didn't know existed. I'm on the bed, biting my nails as I read on and on about breath play, and when Enzo appears from his walk-in closet, I pause, gripping my phone tighter as I wa

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

She will also never set foot in my house ever again. I raise an eyebrow. -Norali: Why? Was the sex that bad last night? -Mr. Grumpy: Can we not talk about Charlene? She's done and dusted. The sex was always... mediocre, depending on her mood and tolerance for pain and pleasure. But something was always missing. -Mr. Grumpy: Like a kink. A kink. He brings up the kink thing again. My eyes linger over the words "pain and pleasure." -Norali: What kink is that?