It makes sense when you think about it: of course porn stars would date each other—who else would be able to put up with that lifestyle? It was like cops and EMTs; normal people don’t get it.
“That’s right. So focused, so deep in each other’s …
It makes sense when you think about it: of course porn stars would date each other—who else would be able to put up with that lifestyle? It was like cops and EMTs; normal people don’t get it.
“That’s right. So focused, so deep in each other’s …
Crystal stirred—had she been asleep? the room was warm and lit by a soft pinkish glow from the edges of the floor and ceiling. There was the deliciously comfortable cot inviting her back into the sexy dreams that were already slithering away from her memory, and there was a …
“Oh! I-I’m sorry, Mister Webster! I was just… I was… um…”
From the looks of it, you were trying to do something on my computer, Miss Dodson. But what are you doing on the desk?
“I… I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me, I …
It was almost finished. She was almost perfect.
The woman floated in the absolute bliss of silver, silver that ran up and down her spinal column, remaking her inside and out. The shiny, slippery new skin coating and replacing—perfecting—her body tingled with pleasure. Before, in the pink-time she …
Somehow, when she said it, it didn’t seem the least bit corny:
“Look into my eyes.”
It was hard to stop ogling her luscious lips. Just the thought of kissing her was… but then you obeyed, and saw her gaze, like molten steel, and gasped.
She smiled at your …
It was all, Sonya reflected, such a terrible cliché.
Of course, no one needs to get a boob job, and no one needs to get lip injections. And, as important as fitness is for your health, no one needs to be spend fifteen hours a week at the gym, maintaining …
She lay in the dark, and The Voice began to whisper. It drifted with her fingers along her naked skin, across the zebra-stripes of light and dark that the window blinds left along her thighs and breasts, raising goosebumps along her dark sensitive curves. The Voice stirred a hunger deep …
It felt strangely natural, being on display.
Chloe hadn’t done anything like this before, she was pretty sure of it; modelling lingerie for a room full of strangers—men and women—all staring intently at her body, whispering to each other. She was sure that, if she tried hard …
Author’s Note: I’m into mind-control. People being controlled. I don’t think they belong that way, it’s just a fantasy. So “<gender> is inferior” kink, for any value of <gender>, doesn’t typically get me off. Nonetheless, the idea of people being turned into sex objects does …
As she strutted back down the hall, she ran her hands through her long, dark ponytail. Hadn’t she just done this? The cold, empty hallway seemed so… familiar, like she’d been here before. Recently.
The air was chilly against her tanned skin in every place except where the …
Oh, God, it was good… but… was this really what she wanted? When Becky—no, it was Becki, now, with an I—when her roommate came home with two big pink shopping bags and it was clear she’d worn the glossy spike heels she only owned as a joke …
Selene had wondered about her sister. When the two of them were alone, Amanda just wouldn’t stop talking about her new boyfriend. How wonderful he was, how sexy. She would sigh and get a dreamy look on her face like they were both still teenagers, crushing on their Social-Studies …
They’d told her to avoid the green corridor. No one ever escaped that way, but a few had disappeared trying. Irina decided, though, that whatever waited for her there couldn’t be worse than the Experiments.
At first, they didn’t let the subjects sleep. It was like the …
The trigger was so strong it took her before she could even sit down.
Sitting down would have been a blessing after all day in the stilettos, but she had dressed without thinking and looked in the mirror and almost came with how sexy she looked, how on-display, how perfectly …
Author’s Note: Thanks to Kallie, whose reblog and remark inspired this piece. And I have to admit a hat-tip to the unforgettable Tabico’s Sub Routine for influencing the atmosphere and language.
Kallie blinked as the cube… shifted. She’d been working on the strange program for over an …
“Y-you’re right… it feels… ohhhh, too good to stop!” Meghan opened her eyes and tried to focus on Elaine. Tall and tanned with shoulders bare in her bridesmaid’s dress, the other woman had her hands on her hips and the sort of smirk on her lips that the …
She knew the spell was beyond her, and she knew that even reading a spell, focusing on the words with the elevated intent mages used to commit them to memory, was dangerous in and of itself. It was the very first lesson her Master had taught her, drumming it into …
“Oh!” Emily stopped mid-step and slapped her forehead. “I’m such a ditz!”
She really thought she’d remembered everything important, but she’d forgotten to suck the Doctor’s dick! That was so silly! She’d remembered to put on the high-heeled boots, and remembered to slip into the …
It occurred to you (not for the first time?) that you couldn’t remember how long you’d been following the path. The strange surface was slightly warm beneath your feet (what had happened to your boots?) and you had first assumed from the colour and texture that it was …
Why was she... dressed like this? It was so hard to think.
“That’s right, up, up over your head. Light as a bird. Floating, drifting, just flying away...”
She felt weird. Dizzy, and, well, sexy. But also like she was half-asleep. She thought she remembered feeling that way a …