submissy
Writing in this category is a collection of my fiction……with an erotic or D/s spin. While the main content of the blog is personal reflective writing, sometimes it is nice to do something a little different. So here it is. I hope that you enjoy it.
Most of these posts are based on parts of real events or from fantasies.
He knew when he first saw her that she was different to the others. She was stunning and there was something about her which seemed almost of a different world. She was certainly beautiful but not in the traditional way. Her hair was so dark and her skin so pale […]
I apologised when I realised that I hadn’t sent the required picture of my underwear choice for the day. I had been busy and, in a rush to get ready for work had forgotten his instruction. It was only during the lunchtime check-in text that I remembered that I had […]
She had been aware of the change in the place long before she had ever met the Brownie. It had reminded her of the tale of ‘The Elves and the Shoe Maker’ and she had laughed at the impossibility of it all as she thought about it. She was enjoying […]
The dim glow of evening brings with it the promise of things which are not quite touchable the same way as they are in the full light of the day. It is mystery and beauty and wonder and it is never clear just which direction will be taken. So it […]
“I want to spank you.” Giggling, she collapsed onto the bed. “I am serious,” he said, watching her from his chair across the room. She felt her face flush slightly as a wave of heat seemed to crawl upwards from her feet, snaking its way up her body. His words […]
Ceit struggled along the path, careful not to trip on the fallen branches. It was deserted along here which was what she wanted. She was fed up. With them, with him, with everything. She was indignant too. How dare they do this to her? How could they mess things up […]
She had known as soon as the words slipped from her mouth it was a big mistake, but that mattered little. Rules are rules after all. The fact he had taken his time did not mean that he had forgotten either. He often did it this way: he waited, and […]
Astrid had wandered the shores for three summers now, begging for him to come. She had seen him in her dreams and, longed for what she knew only he could give. He could complete her. He could make her feel alive, although it seemed ironic under the circumstances. She didn’t […]
She had bought the laser lights for him, thinking they would look nice for Christmas. He had set them up while she was out, working hard to make sure that they fell correctly across the house. It hadn’t been easy and there was a lot of trial and error to […]
All that remained was to see who had won. Or more specifically to see who had been won by whom. It was her first time but the other girls had been before and, as they sipped their drinks, little details tumbled out like droplets. She hoped for him. Their eyes […]
To say she was embarrassed just didn’t describe it. She was mortified – hell, she was beyond mortification. When she had discussed her fantasy first of all, she had no idea he would actually make her do it. Now here she was, sat on the chair, naked, opened and on […]
“Ask me,” he said. She squirmed and flipped inside, her stomach seeming to twist in on itself. He carried on what he was doing, his finger pressing firmly against her. His kisses were forceful and she felt like her entire body was open to him, well almost. “I know what […]
He led her into the room. She took it in and felt a bit overwhelmed, although she was impressed with what he had done. He had definitely thought of the details and it was sumptuous. She should have known better really. When he said boudoir, he meant boudoir, from the […]
As she stared at the moon she knew he would come, his wild woman. She waited and she wanted. She longed and she desired and she dreamed. She watched silently at first feeling the light dance through her, quickening her and making her ready. It energised her and made her […]
She had busied herself with the preparations for the last few days now. It was really hard to have a relationship like this, but worth it, the waiting. It was her time, the time when patience and control could finally give way to desire. She sang her songs and cleaned […]
Story continued from Sinful Sunday. Her look warned him that although she was now of human form, there was still something of the deer about her. Whether it was her movements, her furtive yet vulnerable stance, or the aura around about her, the feeling that he was dealing with something […]
The design of the website had drawn her in from the outset; a passionate purple, it spoke to her of promises of what was to come. And from the comfort of her purple pyjamas, she was able to reveal to him things about herself which she had never previously shared. […]
He tapped her lightly on the bottom, indicating that she should move around the room. She worried that she looked ungainly and had been working to perfect her crawl to a smooth feline movement which would earn her his attention. She wanted more than ever for him to be proud […]
Artist: Jack Vettriano “His Favourite Girl” (oil on canvas) The phone he had given her rang. His voice, his tone, direct and requiring no response. “21.47. Black underwear. You know where to come. Just open the doors and wait. Ti amo, piccolo” She went over his words again and again. […]
It was a gangsters and bunny-girls birthday party for one of the mums she had known for a while. She hadn’t been fussed about going but he had decided they would accept. She seemed to spend too long in the company of other women her age who did nothing but […]