Lord. How many antidepressants can one person take? However much it is, I’m going to need the maximum dose if I make it out of this alive. -Dani Springman.

And when he ran the blades over her she felt light as a feather, floating happily into that place where pain and pleasure walked hand in hand, fully clear and conscious and she looked out...

He moves suddenly so that his hand is cupping my sex, and one of his fingers sinks slowly into me. His other arm holds me firmly in place around my waist. I suppress my moan....

Right on the edge of fear was where trust could grow.

He caught her staring and smiled-not a conceited I-work-out-and-have-a-great-body type smirk, but more of a I’m-a-boy; you’re-a-girl; life is good.

Yes, sir,” I whimper, physically fighting the urge to push myself backonto your finger. I want you inside me so much. I would beg if I thoughtyou’d take pity on me, but I know you....

One Persons Kink is another’s Dream Come True

A cage stokes our emotions and imaginations, regardless of whether you are inside looking out, or outside looking in.

This wasn’t romance. This was a hardcore Master out and out driving her to the upper level of madness, where her body was going to come completely to pieces before he was done. Cruel, but...

Why do I write? I write because I have to, because it is all I know, because it is my truth, because I am compelled, because I am driven to make the worldacknowledge that women...

Are you a manwolf?

A woman’s magnetism is not a body measurement.

I need to punish her.You need her. Just her. Nothing else.Ignoring my mind’s voice, I look at my prey. She’s the reason I am the way I am.It’s all her fault.And she’s going to pay.

Vanilla is fine but Kink is so much better…

So, you take no prisoners, huh?’Flynn leaned in close. Her pulse clicked up a gear at the deliberate invasion of her personal space. ‘No, sweetie. We take prisoners, of the short, female variety. We just...

She realised she was whimpering. Sir held her closer, his hard grip reassuring. This wasn’t a dream; he really was here.

Funishment – not truly discipline.

You land a second strike, this time just on my left cheek. It feels hard already and stings like hell. I imagine the red mark it has left on my behind as I thank you....

It doesn’t matter what you want,” Toreth breathed into his ear. “All that matters is what I want. Say it.

Tie me up, please…” Chantal said. They looked above at some vines and roots hanging down from the grassy area above the depression in the canal they were standing in. She was in his hands—he...

Pleasure, pleasure, pleasure! Always your goal is pleasure. Pain, yes of course! Yet pain must only be used as a means to add to your sub’s sensation of pleasure. To do otherwise is un péché...

I’ve succumbed to the absolute power of the man that pulls, culls, calls my unwitting submission. And I’ve embraced the power of my submission to draw him in further, to have him kneeling and worshiping...

Manly? And what would a kid like you know about manly? Have you even started shaving yet?””Only my balls, sir.

That’s what’s so ironic about the conservative backlash against BDSMers. With increased visibility comes increased bigotry, and conservatives continue to rally against kinky events by local groups to get them shut down. What the anti-kink...