She saw the shallow lines beaded with blood in her long mirror, and when he told her that she was beautiful, she believed him.

It’s taking all my self-control not to fuck you on the hood of this car, just to show you that you’re mine, and if I want to buy you a fucking car, I’ll buy you...

He smiled. A sub shouldn’t be terrified, but a little anxiety was good.

Cages, spanking benches, sawhorses, bondage tables. Scene after scene. Throaty moans, high screams, whining, whimpering, and groaning. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. All his cop instincts shouted for him to get his cuffs out and start...

With each impact you tell me that my body belongs to you; that I amyours to use, yours to punish and yours to screw. Your words are almost aspowerful as your hand. They leave me...

I urge you all today, especially today during these times of chaos and war, to love yourself without reservations and to love each other without restraint. Unless you’re into leather.

Only if you gag them.

Ah, but that’s because you don’t understand the power exchange. Note that I used the word exchange. Listen, there are as many different ways to practice BDSM as there are people who practice it. I...

Sex discrimination and hate crimes against women don’t come from the leather community or its pornography. They occur within contexts like industrial capitalism and marriage that most people take for granted as if they had...

Mrs. Pott’s 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...

If you agree to our arrangement, I control what you feel and how you feel it. Right now we’re concentrating on your needs, but soon we’ll be focusing in on mine. I have very specific...

And if we’re talking flaws – I get a kick out of flogging people, then fucking them.”Warmth ran up Sam’s spine. “That’s a flaw?”Michael grinned. “Only to some.

You really want to go out to dinner?” Gabriel shot Rase a skeptical look out of the corner of his eye. “As opposed to what?” “Getting on your knees and begging me to beat you.”...

I could feel his whole body trying to claim me, want me, own me in lust, and it made me feel so valuable and wanted. As I was bent over the table, I felt like...

The sound of his rough voice was…comforting, like there was safety wherever he was. Well, some safety…he certainly had an awful lot of sneaky tricks up his sleeve.

You, lass, have a self-image problem.”Well, that might be a little true, but she also had a mirror.

These balls are awfully dusty – if only I knew a little slut who was good at polishing balls…

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.