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

Cal
Cal
Dec 2, 2019 · 3 min read

He gritted his teeth, muttering “mind over matter”, as the clamps tightened.
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Matter, Dec 31st

Naked and blindfolded, he groaned as the heavy plug shifted inside him.
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Groan, Dec 29th

“The only limit is your imagination,” she whispered, stroking his glistening cock.
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Limit, Dec 28th

She swung the cat-o’-nine-tails in large, lazy arcs, impressed by her handiwork.
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Cat, Dec 27th

Tottering in unsteadily on six-inch heels, late again — “You had rung, Mistress?”
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Rung, Dec 26th

She teased him mercilessly throughout dinner, her stockinged foot in his crotch.
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Dinner, Dec 25th

Pussy was his drug, kept drawing him back to between her legs.
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Drug, Dec 24th

Dressing up feminine was just an expression of his gender, not sexuality.
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Expression, Dec 23rd

She didn’t need violence to assert her authority, it was quite implicit.
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Implicit, Dec 22nd

A premature release from his chastity device was a surprise Christmas gift.
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Gift, Dec 20th

Every day spent in her service was like a gift for him.
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Gift, Dec 20th

The tree ground against her as she leaned back, spread-eagle and naked.
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Tree, Dec 19th

There is nothing sexier than a person’s mind, where it all starts.
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Mind, Dec 17th

Her treatment of subs was refreshing, they adored her more for it.
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Treatment, Dec 16th

He trusted her implicitly, and together they traversed the border of consent.
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Border, Dec 15th

Her strapon probed deep, milking his prostate to a shuddering, sputtering climax.
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Deep, Dec 14th

He was doubly surprised to be the recipient of the double penetration.
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Double, Dec 13th

A few lashes quickly turned that arrogant asshole into a blubbering mess.
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Arrogant, Dec 12th

“Happy.. fucking.. holidays!” she grunted, squirting on him under the Christmas lights.
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Lights, Dec 10th

All she needed for a shattering orgasm was 1% inspiration, 99% perspiration.
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Inspiration, Dec 8th

Kneeling in front of her, he licked the length of her strapon.
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Length, Dec 7th

The rain, as forecast, hammered down on his bound and naked torso.
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Forecast, Dec 6th

Their commingled cum slowly dripped onto his tongue, tasting like the ocean.
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Ocean, Dec 5th

She wasn’t just his muse, but also the method to his madness.
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Method, Dec 4th

She snapped the crop against his restrained balls, desperately blue with desire.
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Blue, Dec 3rd

The cock-cage barely made a bump on the surface of the skirt.
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Bump, Dec 2nd

Her fingers ran over the bumps her flogger made on his behind.
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Bump, Dec 2nd

Her pelvis slapped his thighs, a sharp retort in the winter air.
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Winter, Dec 1st

He spent most of that first winter with her, in the dungeon.
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Winter, Dec 1st

Cal

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An Englishman in New England, seeking a place to pen his thoughts

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