Possess. Have. Hold. Enjoy. Control. Dominate. Pick your verb, Ms. Fairchild. I intend to explore so very many of them.
J. KennerI walked around him, champagne in hand. Great feeling.
-Give me a flash, he said – just a little quick…
I flashed opened the coat as I strolled by. He exhaled with a sigh- O, he said, Please Again.
This time I stood squarely in front of him. He was sitting on the beautiful new over stuffed chair, and swung the coat open, all the way open. And then slowly closed it, and walked away, hips and heels swaying away from him.
I could hear the groan. God, this was powerful.
He came up behind me and slid his hand down over the fur, the softness, silkiness of the lining flowed over my naked body, a caress on every inch of my flesh –umm indeed.
Now he was sliding his hands up my legs and under the coat.
-Aah,Aah not yet, I said and pulled away from him.
He moaned again – Please, he said…
Tag: erotica
You stand fully clothed in a dark room with a spotlight on you. It’s bright but not blinding. So bright, you think the light should warm you.
“Will you take off your clothes now, please.” he says from the dark.
A calm voice, but definitely a commanding voice. I can imagine when it’s raised it could be, but in all the time he never raised it, the tone was always just right; even when he would say. “Yes, please let me hear you moan now. Louder” It was always pitched just right.
Except that one time.
Well this wasn’t Vegas, and this wasn’t Disneyland, this was ‘Erotica- The Theme Park – featuring Femdom World, Slave World, Bondage World, Spanking World – and so much more!’ -according to the brochure Jillian and Rebecca handed me with great fanfare the next day.
-This is a beautiful brochure, I said – very-
-Glossy , said Rebecca.
-Right, I studied it some more – so is this…I mean – legal? I mean, is it for real?
-O yes, they said.
-Well. Wow, I guess.
-Wow is right, they said.
Jillian had been on some trip with one of her many very rich and very ugly men friends, and they had shown her the place. (no she didn’t say to what extent she was ’shown’ the place. She was very tight lipped about it, -wanted everything to be a surprise, she said)
To be aware of Erotica-The Theme Park, and its Hotel Ecstasy you need money, connections, and more. In fact you need at least a 100 ft yacht to dock at its private Marina.
And no I can’t tell you where it is, otherwise they will revoke my membership pass and kill my first born. But let’s say - it’s on an island, with warm water ,pure white sand beaches, it’s for the very rich, and it’s not far , by private helicopter from certain well known islands in let’s say, the Caribbean.
Tag: erotica women-s-fiction
The male staff all wore gorgeous colored loin cloths that always seem to be about to fall off they’re wonderful hips. Their upper bodies were tanned sculpted and naked.
The female staff wore short shorts and silky flowing tops that almost but didn’t expose their young easy breasts.
I noticed we only ever encountered male staff, and the men walking through the lobby were always greeted by the female staff.
Very ingenious, as Rebecca said later - if we had ticked Lesbians on the form I wonder what would have happened?
-There was a place to tick for Lesbians, I said ?
-Sexual Persuasion- it was on all the forms
-Really. And, how many options were there?
-You’re getting the picture, said Jillian.
This was not your basic check in procedure as at say a Best Western. Our Doormen/Security Guards , held out our chairs for us to let us sit at the elegant ornate table. Then they poured us tea, and placed before each of us a small bowl of tropical fruit, cut into bite size pieces. Wonderful!
Almost immediately a check in person came and sat opposite us at the desk. Again a wonderful example of Island Male talent. (in my mind anyway)
We signed some papers, and were each handed an immense wallet of information passes, electronic keys, electronic ID’s we would wear to allow us to move through the park and its ‘worlds’ and a small flash drive
I looked at it as he handed it to me, and given the mindset of the Hotel and the murals and the whole ambiance of the place, I was thinking it might be a very small dildo for, some exotic move I was unaware of.
-What’s this? I asked him
-Your Hotel and Theme Park Guide
I looked at it again, huh, so not a dildo.
Tag: erotica women-s-fiction
-Now the paperwork –
-What if I don’t want to do the Ultimate, right away? Maybe I want to ease into this thing gently.
-No you don’t.
-I might. I might just want to ease into the activity, the idea of it.
-it’ll be fine, said Rebecca.
-you will be fine, and no regrets, honestly. Jillian took me over to the desk.
-No possible regrets, said Rebecca, just sign this, she handed me a sheaf of forms.
-Jesus I don’t want to buy the place, I scanned the pages – 45 pages.
-just fill in page 25 through28 and sign.
-Pages 25 through 28, what is this?
Rebecca took the pages of forms from my hand – look its simple stuff, here we’ll read it through. Jillian looked over her shoulder at the pages
-weight?
-what?
- Say 110, Jillian said.
-Height?
-5’ 8’’, Jillian again.
-Hair length?
-What? Why?
-Long, Jillian again.
-Cup size?
- O come on.
- say C
-how about say nothing, I was getting angry
-Shaved or bikini or natural?
-Fuck off
Rebecca ticked a box anyway – well she was at the waxing too. Why ask in fact?
-Last menstrual cycle?
- enough, enough, give me those papers
-Yes ignore that, said Rebecca taking the pages away from my grasping hand
-Tested? she said this to Jillian
-Tested? What tested? What do you mean tested?
-Yes, said Jillian, I forwarded a blood sample from the main island
-You what!
-You were sleeping.
-Great now sign here, Rebecca handed me a page and a pen
-Who has blood samples for a theme park?
-Everyone
-especially the staff, can’t have mi’lady getting STDs
I took a breath
-This is getting a bit weird guys are you sure? I mean, well this is a bit, weird.
-We’re 100 and a million per cent sure, said Jillian
- 100 million per cent, said Rebecca
Tag: erotica women-s-fiction
Only I was capable of saving her now, and that, as far as anyone could argue, may have made me worse than all the devils and the demons, but it also, more accurately, made me better than all the angels and gods.
Alistair CrossTag: horror suspense thriller erotica beautiful-monster jared-anderson
Life's nycer when it's Naughtie!
Naughtie ScribeTag: drama paranormal thriller erotica inspriational
Out running errands—be back before noon. I made a list of some things I like. Check the ones you're interested in, underline any maybes, and cross off your no's. I'm going to do two of the things on that list to you when I get back—your choice. Surprise me.
-M
Tag: sexuality romance sex erotica sexy
Gentleman,” I purr smoothly in greeting.
Ezra and Cort circle me like sharks scenting blood. I know who they are, but not who is who since they’re wearing black hoods over their heads. It covers them to the shoulder and has holes for the eyes and mouth. Their clothing is identical Italian designer label suits. Even their shoes are the same. Their eyes glow like steel ball-bearings from the safety of their masks. The mouths are different- one serious, one snarky- both ruby-red and kissable.
While they circle Fate and me several times taking our measure, the other Master stands in a sphere of his own confidence. He’s older and I don’t mean just in age, but knowledge. Ezra and Cortez feel like babies compared to this man. I bet he’s who I really have to impress.
I wait, always meeting their eyes when their path moves them back to my face. I don’t follow them with my gaze- I wait.
“Hello,” the hood with the serious lips speaks in a smooth deep tone. I know it’s not his true voice, but the one Kris calls The Boss. His eyes are kind and assessing.
No one pays Fate any mind as she cowers at my thigh. I hold their undivided attention. Curly-locks is quiet- watchful- a predator sighting its quarry. Snarky mouth is leering at my chest and I smirk. Caught ya, Cortez Abernathy.
“I seem to be at a disadvantage conversing with you while you’re hooded. I can’t see you, but you can see me.” I try to get them to out themselves. It’s a longshot.
“And who are you, Ma’am?” Ezra asks respectfully.
“Please call me Queen.” I draw on all of my lessons from Hillbrook to pull me through this conversation. The power in the air is stifling. I wonder if it’s difficult for them to be in the same room without having a cage match for dominance. I feel like I’m on Animal Planet and the lions are circling.
“Queen, indeed,” Cort says snidely under his breath and I wince. I turn my face from them in embarrassment.
I should have gone with something less- less everything. I know I’m strong, but the word also emulates elegance and beauty. I’m neither. Have to say, tonight has sucked for my self-esteem. First, the dominant one overlooks me for Fate and now Cortez makes fun of me- lovely.
“What did you say to upset her?” Ezra accuses Cortez.
“Nothing,” Cort complains in confusion.
“Please excuse my partner. Words are his profession and it seems they have failed him this evening. I will apologize for not sharing our names, but this gentleman is Dexter.” He gestures to the dominant man. I wait for him to shake my hand like a civilized person. He does not- he actually crosses his arms over his chest in disobedience. This shit is going to be a piece of cake.
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