Tag: spanking
Your Weakness
“No excuses. You know better.” “Do I?” you say before you can stop yourself. I grin. “Do you need a reminder?” Over my knee, you grab onto my ankle. Silky nylon. A moment of softness before my hand meets your skin. Hot and stinging. You reach your hand back, without thinking. I grip your wrist…
MY LOVE IS A BAD IDEA
They don’t want us to find each other. But we dare, again and again to meet, build community, make ourselves seen, make ourselves heard. We know how sexy defiance can be. We play with power, it’s a central piece to our desire, to our identity, to our relationships. Consensual exchange is not what they had…