September 2019

A collection of 12-word stories written for the daily @Storyin12 prompts on Twitter.

My entries more often than not have a BDSM and femdom angle to them, enjoy.

I opened her up with my tongue, and let out her demons.
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Demons, Sep 28th

Some measure of quiet solitude is quite necessary for contemplation, and masturbation.
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Solitude, Sep 26th

She trembled as the buzzing wand brought her closer to the precipice.
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Buzz, Sep 24th

Her plump lips, ripe with wanting;
His erect rod, into the slit.
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Ripe, Sep 23rd

Every session together seemed a quest to test his, and her, boundaries.
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Quest, Sep 22nd

She liked him; naive, but tongue nimble, hips vigorous and spirit willing.
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Vigorous, Sep 21st

Her stream was strong and golden, splashing over her slaves’ upturned faces.
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Golden, Sep 20th

She pushed me away and out I came with a slick pop.
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Pop, Sep 19th

Her moans from the opera box were masked by the soaring soprano.
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Opera, Sep 18th

Orgasms can be elusive, which is why you’re welcome to keep trying.
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Elusive, Sep 17th

She was butter on his tongue, rich, melting at the slightest contact.
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Butter, Sep 16th

Her skilled hands ensured he made a mess in quite short order.
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Mess, Sep 14th

“Bless this mess,” the priest pronounced, cumming on her face and chest.
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Mess, Sep 14th

Her long linen skirt was airy, affording his hungry hands easy access.
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Linen, Sep 13th

He dripped icecream on her pert nipples, then slowly slurped it up.
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Icecream, Sep 12th

His nipples were like knife-points as she teased his hole with the dildo.
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Knife, Sep 11th

Her pussy was luscious; warm, sweet and moist like a rich pudding.
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Luscious, Sep 9th

Becoming a widow unfettered her, and she revelled in her newfound freedom.
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Widow, Sep 8th

Jealous of her other dalliances, he still obeyed dutifully when called upon.
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Jealous, Sep 7th

A prince among men, to her he was only a submissive slave.
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Prince, Sep 6th

His need was a product of her invention, the locked chastity device.
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Invention, Sep 5th

Bound and gagged, he grunted for help, but there was none forthcoming.
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Help, Sep 4th

Trembling with arousal, he shot his load deep like a water gun.
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Gun, Sep 3rd

The distinctive magnetic chemistry between them was sparked by naked instinctive lust.
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Chemistry, Sep 2nd

With a soft rustle, she joined them under the slick satin sheets.
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Rustle, Sep 1st