Chapter 2 Captured

Allison listened as he pulled away from her, fully aware of her body’s response to his presence. Straining to hear where he was she heard what sounded like a bag opening just behind her. The ground on her knees was chilled and starting to dampen from the cool night air, her heart still beating so…

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The hunt

Allison got dressed, tossed on her favorite jeans, a tank top, put on her hiking boots and threw a bandana around her hair to keep the sweat out of her eyes and headed out the door. Driving to the lake she was bouncing out of her seat, spring had arrived and tonight it was supposed…

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Dreams Wicked Wednesday prompt #354

There is something about a button down that is simply gratifying to wear. A man’s button down, if he is built broader and wider than you can often be a place of security. Especially if it still smells of his cologne or a blend of him mixed with you after a passionate night. I have…

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To my first love

Write a letter to your first love…or to your younger self at that time. What did you take away? What do you remember? Are your memories happy, sad…bittersweet? How did you grow? Was your first love even a person? I often wonder whatever happened to you. It is hard to picture me ever being that…

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What’s my kink?

I am not sure if I can truly define my kink, it varies in so many ways and runs over into so many other arenas. Which if you knew me in real life would be totally understandable. Must be the ADHD in me. Watching porn doesn’t do it for me, but I am a visual…

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Broken Chapter 2

Allison laid on Sir’s bare chest, her finger tracing down his frame, just staring at his face. A smile came to him as he looked down at her, still breathing heavy from the first round of what would be many this afternoon. Sir could already feel the twitch of his cock at her touch. Pulling…

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Broken

He had done something to her, something she had never allowed any man to do to her since leaving home. She wasn’t quite sure what to do about it either. Her heart and mind were vested in going there, every chance they got to go.  The words, the pictures all trapped in her memory bank…

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Allow me to re-introduce myself

Once upon a time about 8 years ago or so I had an erotica blog. You would remember me as Singed wing Angel or Twisted Angel. But as life tends to do it comes at one so fast we often forget to breathe and where we find safety. So I gave up all blogging, even…

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