Can I tell you that in my eyes not even God would be good enough to command you?

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she...

Behave,” Kurt said, and slapped her buttocks. “Didn’t I tell you to be still? Your job is to focus on my will and let me use your body. It’s here for my pleasure, remember?

I no longer fear the pain…I fear no release from this torture…knowing that I’ve hurt him and he can’t forgive me…that he won’t be able to make me his good girl again.

You have no idea what you have just unleashed, boy.

Despite his attractiveness, Sandie couldn’t have been more disappointed. She lamented, thinking that she should have known that it would have just been another stupid cowboy like her father to show up. Still, she couldn’t...

.” I watched her sip at the drink some more. She was strong, healthy, but also petite enough that I was certain I could overpower her. I’d made the right decision not to tranquilize her,...

God,’ he said, ‘I have to have you.”Take me. Own me. Use me. Pick a verb. Just please.”Fuck you. I’m going to fuck you. That’s my verb.

Before I can stop myself I throw my half-eaten banana at him and it hits him on the back of his neck.He spins around, wipes his neck and looks down at the banana on the...

It’s almost funny, but still, she ruined our scene.

Let me guess… the Boss,” I say to the heavy weight at my back. My tone is a mix of amused annoyance.

He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan...

It was as if the blinders to his vision had been lifted and he wanted to make up for every moment the two of them had missed.

I want to fuck, too, baby. I want to fuck all night long.

Shy, I can’t be fixed. We won’t ride off into the sunset. There will be no happy ending.

Keeping me a virgin waiting for him for so long proved he owned me even more than fucking me would have.

I am pleased,” he said with a rich throaty accent. My heart melted. Simple as they were, those three little words meant the world to me.

I need your submission too, but only if it’s real. If you’re really not feeling it, then don’t pretend. Make me earn it.

Silence fills the sweet walk from the park. Our first encounter buzzing between us in the dark winter night. Holding your hand we know the connection, the special bond that has grown between two souls…

You have no reason to be jealous, Christian. You own me body and soul.

Although he assumed she’d naturally submit to him, he obviously believed she was still her own person. A strong person.

You’ll get more…but it’ll be my way, not yours.

You have chastised me, demeaned me and dismantled me, before bringing me back to life. Who would have thought all of this was possible in a grotty cubicle of the men’s room? You hold me...

You may get me to say the word, but know this, you will never truly own me. That right belongs to my real master. You may take his symbol off my hip, but there will...

(Erin) ‘What do you think gave you this interest?’ Yep. There it was. ‘I’m not saying anything bad about it. I just wonder what makes one person want to hit another. Did I not give...

I can let go of the twenty-three-year-old idiot who didn’t realize just how much he could love you. I can. He’s gone. I can let go of the man who was so tied up in...

S/M flies in the face of every attempt the state makes to appropriate our bodies, our labor, our time, and our imaginations.…the state is deeply offended by any group of people who say, ‘My body...

Mrs. Potts beady black eyes narrowed,”Do you know how many glass slippers I have to stitch when I get home? There’s a Mad Hatter serenading a toaster as we speak. There could be mayhem wreaking...

Submissive men, men who desire to serve as consensual slaves, are on one of the most difficult journeys in the world today, because they have rejected patriarchal privilege and embraced their own heart’s calling instead.

It was good for her though, to submit to things that weren’t for her pleasure, but his.

It was knock or go home and die. Rase knocked. The door opened with such alacrity that Rase wondered whether Gabriel had been standing on the other side, drawn to the door by the same...

The air felt thick with the feeling between us, like it was filling the room: a room full of our carnal heat, our hot desire for each other. Both my hands were clenched on the...

I could tell you what I do and don’t do, but you wouldn’t believe a word I said. So let’s get this over with.

Whatever I want, sweetheart.

A sound from upstairs sends my thought process reeling. It’s just a small noise, perhaps the sound of your feet brushing the crimson carpet in the bedroom? It’s not loud or menacing, but it sends...

Fear can be a potent aphrodisiac.

Just because everyone CAN publish a book these days, doesn’t mean everyone SHOULD. The world doesn’t need 1000 knock-offs of 50 Shades of Grey. I’m not so sure the world even needed ONE 50 Shades...

BDSM is like visiting a kinky Amusement Park. Once you pay the entry fee, you hop on an erotic roller coaster of deviant self-discovery. Although I have the threat of pain before me, I’m not...

Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.

Well, it’s just that… that’s going to hurt a bit, my dear. Go on, bend over. I’ll demonstrate.

You’re giving me fucking consent to stalk you? Oh, slave…

Sandy’s was one of those places that made poor, white trash feel like high-class consumers. This was the kind of place you’d take your mistress to, but never your wife. Wives expected better. Mistresses were...

Like a Falcon, she needed the dark to understand who her master was. She would learn to trust him, to rely upon him, to anticipate what he wanted from her. And like any master with...

I’m happy to see that we’re stopping to eat some dinner, since we didn’t actually eat lunch today. Instead we just argued, I pouted, slapped him, bojo’d him, and then I came like a freight...

And I’m going to keep you.

Please excuse my partner. Words are his profession and it seems they have failed him this evening. I will apologize for not sharing our names, but this gentleman is Dexter.” He gestures to the dominant...

but not here. I want her punished in public, to make sure she remembers the lesson. Sean, pull in at the next layby will you…

Maybe I’ll leave you hard and aching for days, months, years. That’s how long I’ve been hard for you. Turn about’s fair play, dontcha think, Paul Guy?” (from Finding Eden Excerpt)

How far will you run, before you realize you’re not running away from me? You’re running to me.

Your back looks so pretty with my name written on it in those beautiful little welts. If you continue to be a good boy, I’ll kiss them all better when I’m done.