There was a time when I said that I would never want to be dominated by another woman. But as goes with many things in life: never say never. Also, once the little seed has been planted to think about it, it has slowly germinated, but has never broken the ground to show its young ... continue reading
More of Me
I have really struggled with the prompt for this week. All I know about editing photos or making them look different is what I have taught myself. I tend to decide what I want to do with an image, and then I look for tutorials online and try my hand at it. Mostly, I succeed, ... continue reading
Visiting A Sex Worker
I would love to! Yes, seriously, you cannot imagine how many times the thought has been in my mind to visit one of the ladies in the Red Light District in Amsterdam, but I am too much of a chicken to do so. I have even written a story, and the character in the story ... continue reading
Happy Valley
When I saw the prompt for this month, I thought I would share another macro photo of my nipple, but then, one night when I couldn’t sleep, I had a different idea. It took a while for my sleepy brain to figure out just how I would do it, and finally I did. I present ... continue reading
The Sculpture
“Oh, sorry. I’m so sorry.” Marcy apologized profusely for stopping so abruptly that the man behind her bumped right into her. He swore, gave her a dirty look and mumbling under his breath, walked away. The swearing man was far from Marcy’s mind when she looked back at the shop window. A blush formed on ... continue reading
Not Done Yet
“Are you alone?” Even though she knew she was, Gail glanced over her shoulder to make sure Frederick was not around. “Yes, I am,” she said. The smile on her face shone through in her words. “Put the phone on speaker.” “Done.” “Spread your legs and touch your cunt.” Gail had met Steve in a ... continue reading
Symphonic Rock
His fingers awakens the first tones of our symphony as he gently touches the soft flesh on the rounding of my breasts. I hum along, arching my back to invite another instrument to the ensemble. His hand moves to my tummy for a brief interlude, making me wait for the high tones I so need. ... continue reading
Double Dip
ยฉ Rebel’s Notes Click to see who else is playing Sinful Sunday this week: This post has been chosen as one of Molly’s top 5 for Sinful Sunday week 377: Yes I have a thing for socks but this images is way more than just socks. At first glance it appears to be one image ... continue reading
A Close Shave
Leo pulled me into the room the moment the door swung open. He pushed me against the closing door, covering my lips with his. His kiss was passionate, his tongue pushing into my mouth, his lips crushing mine. “I want you naked, on your back, on the bed, legs spread,” he said, breathing into my ... continue reading
Afternoon Nap
Sunday afternoon. A lazy Sunday afternoon. Sue didn’t sleep well the night before. Most of the chores had been done the day before and for once the Sunday was a quiet one. She sat on the couch, lazily paging through a magazine, but her eyelids were too heavy to concentrate on the letters in front ... continue reading
Speaking in Tales
As you all know by now, I grew up in South Africa in a predominately Afrikaans household, but English was never far away. I went to school when I was five and by the time I was six, I already had English lessons in school. Also, I heard my parents speak English to others, others ... continue reading
The Tail Job
Every time I see an image of someone wearing a tail, I love it! This past Sinful Sunday Molly, Bee and LSB all posted images of their tails, and I loved all of them. They look beautiful and sexy and playful! No matter how much I like images of others wearing tails, I will never ... continue reading