BDSM

“We affirm our support for the Mapping Project out of Boston, and condemn attempts to censor this useful educational tool.” The above expression of solidarity with an independent anonymous collective based in Boston that takes an innovative, well-researched approach to highlighting the connections between Zionist organizations and institutions is…

And become her obedient fuck-slut — I awoke with a start to the sound of rustling outside my tent. Something was furtively making its way through the undergrowth towards me. It drew nearer, and I shrank down into my sleeping bag, conscious of how exposed I was in my bright blue tent. Why couldn’t I have…

Oh god. As he wrapped the leather straps around my wrists I felt myself shiver. His eyes glittered as he observed my panting need. I didn’t need to say anything. But he asked anyway. “Scared?” I shook my head. “You want me to stop?” He finished tying my wrists up…

Giving her what she craved meant pleasure for us both. — “Can I talk to you about something?” Looking up at Sarah as I finished tying my shoes and getting ready to leave for work, I noted her readiness to walk to the door as well. “Sure. What’s up?” …

One erotic kiss at a time — We barreled down the highway at about ninety miles per hour. My friend Mel was driving, I navigating from the passenger seat. Mel’s husband, Todd, sat in the back, snoring loudly. The day was hot and sticky. Having long since tired of our clothes clinging to our bodies, we’d all…

My body trembles with pleasure as he runs the tip of his cock over my clit. I like this one. Unlike the others at this breeding party, this one takes his time to make me feel good. He slides his thick cock inside my pussy, stretching it out to its limits. My breaths come in gasps as his tip taps against my spot. “You like that?” he asks. It’s supposed to be totally anon. No talking, no names. But… I might want to keep this one.