“So you like to play with your Womanizer?” “Yes,” I answer, feeling my face turning red. “And I believe you have tired out quite a couple of positions with it?” Suddenly I knew. He had read my blog. “Roll over, and feel free to use your toy.” I knew exactly what he wanted me to ... continue reading
Greedy Little Slut
She smiled at him when she entered the bedroom. To get to her side of the bed she had to pass him, where he sat in his recliner. Paul grabbed the fabric of her skirt to stop her. “Hey, come on!” Carry said, with a half-smile, but also with a bit of irritation shining through ... continue reading
Spanking Desires
It’s been ages since I have been spanked, but tonight it will finally happen again. Master T has arranged for Mister Silent to give me a ‘well-deserved spanking’, as he calls it. Why I deserve it, I have no idea, but I don’t care. Just the idea of being spanked totally excites me. It awakens ... continue reading
Guest Post: The Ferrari
A friend wrote an erotic fantasy and asked if it could be posted on Rebel’s Notes. I agreed to it, asking if I may edit it since English is not his first language. He agreed. Please note that this is a fantasy, so be gentle on the seemingly non-consent towards the end of his fantasy… ... continue reading
Lady Amore
The seventh stanza of the Dutch anthem, Wilhelmus: My God, I pray thee, save me From all who do pursue And threaten to enslave me, Thy trusted servant true. O Father, do not sanction Their wicked, foul design, Don’t let them wash their hands in This guiltless blood of mine. Trigger warning: non-consensual ... continue reading
Simply The Best
“Attention!” The female recruits scurried to their place at the foot ends of their bunks. This was only the third time in their short military careers that the sergeant unexpectedly turned up in their sleeping quarters. They still have to get used to always keeping their living quarters clean and tidy. Tonight was no different. ... continue reading
Wall of Pleasure
For the past weeks she had taken the long way home. The shorter would have her home half an hour earlier, but Libby didn’t care. She needed to see it every day, to smell the freshly mixed concrete combined with the sound of the plastic sheets that gave the builders some protection from the wind. ... continue reading
Virgin Trip
“Thank you,” Daisy said as the door to the toilet was held open for her. “You’re welcome,” said her fellow passenger. Daisy entered the small cubicle and locked the door behind her. She quickly used the toilet and braced herself for the loud noise when she flushed the toilet. Airplane toilets had always scared her, ... continue reading
The Beach Chair
Finally she had a day off. For the last two months she had been making overtime, working about 80 hours every week. Her nights were short, her working days long and in the weekends her dining room table and couches were covered with printouts of spreadsheets, tax papers and other papers she needed to the ... continue reading
At His Side
The Ferrari stopped and the tinted window opened to reveal… She stepped back into the shadows, drinking in every detail of the face now framed by the open window. Her eyes follow the lines of his brows, down his slightly crooked line of his nose to the curved lines of his lips. Those luscious lips, ... continue reading