See This Broken Toy You told me you liked me. You brushed my hair every night and then you put me to bed next to you. You stared at
Category: Kinktober
Daily short fiction. Spooky, dark, hot – whatever Lainey’s mind cooks up
Hot Fridays I know she doesn’t want me on a Monday, or a Wednesday, or a Sunday. She doesn’t think about me on her lunchtimes, I don’t flash in
Machine Curves everywhere. A desirable profile in the shape of an ‘S’. Added body hair, but only in the right places. On top of the head unit. Around and
Choked up When I said I was into choking, I didn’t mean it this way. I was imagining a hand on my neck, your face inches away from mine.