My wife backed away, giving the shadowy figure room to advance.
Are you ready? The bass in his voice made me shiver.
Yes, she said.
Are you willing?
Yes. My wife’s voice quivered, not with fear but with anticipation .
Then kneel to accept my blessing.
A large cock emerged from the shadow.
#W1PP

I love to watch you play with your vibe. It lets me see the way your pretty pussy reacts to pleasure, in a way I can’t see if I’m slamming my cock or fingers inside.

I love the way your lips quiver, your clit swells. And the way your cunt clenches rhythmically as you climax.

#W1PP

Your entire body trembles as I bring you to the edge one more time. Then another lick, staring up from between your legs. You quiver, so close that just one more stroke would send you over into a crashing orgasm. But no, I blow cool air over your slick folds and wait for the peak to recede.
#w1pp

She watched it quiver. It had shot outward and landed perfectly. The suction cup had done it's work, and the super glue had literally sealed it's fate. They'd need to replace the bullet proof glass to remove that dildo from the cop car. She grinned. #W1PP

“Not yet. Not until your legs give out, my pet.”

I crave your pain, just as much as you crave my cruelty. So I whip you, over and over letting the whip cut in as your legs quiver. I watch, waiting to see you fall. Pushing you to break for me, to collapse in our shared need for destruction.

#W1PP

#W1PP

My hands grip the rope binding my wrists above my head. The goal is a scream. You want me to scream. I want to scream for you, but we both have to fucking earn it. You reap the pleasure of my pain; I bask in the pain of your pleasure. A whip cracks against my back and my lip quivers. Not yet.

She looked up.

He stepped into view.

Target acquired.

She drew her bow, and took the last arrow from her quiver.

She steadied her aim and released.

Success!

She waited for the magic to change him.

Soon, she would another loving, obedient femme slave to her harem.

#W1PP

It’s something I must do, a family curse, she told me.
My wife now stood before a large antique mirror.
I watched from the hall.
As the clock struck midnight lightning flashed followed by a peel of thunder. The lights flickered and went out. My wife stepped back as he emerged from the mirror.
#W1PP

Stay still my pet, this is going to hurt. Let your tears flow free as I carve this spell into your skin. A curse to some, a comfort to you, as I bind you to me for all of eternity. The pain is important, it hurts to get what you want. And, remember this always.

Your pain belongs only to me.

#W1PP

#W1PP

Cast a spell with me. One that requires personal sacrifice. You hold the knife and I'll just kneel here, my chin on your knees, my black lined eyes lifted to you, and my blood red lips smiling.

We can curse those who've wronged us in life as we lift each other to new heights in perversion.

The witch cackled as she stirred the pot on her stove. Sure, a saucepan on the range lacked panache, but modern problems required modern solutions. She added a pinch of cayenne to the brew. "That'll roast him good!"

Her wife covered their child's ears. "HEY! No cursing in front of the kids!" #W1PP

The lead explorer and his team set up camp at the temple base and drank.

They scoffed and sneered at the "curse" the locals spoke of.

"The temple goddess claims all".

Their laughter became that of merriment in the morning, having been turned into brides in white dresses as they slept.

#W1PP

I feel free here
I'm free of social judgement
I'm free to show my body I've been hiding
I'm free to write my uncertainties
I met two people, one posts paintings,
The other, B&W photos
They talk freely to a guy puting himself on display
Isn't that unbelievable?
I hope they feel free as I do
#w1pp