Stripping Secrets
Keri leads a double life: diner waitress by day and exotic dancer after dark. Well, maybe a triple life since her desire to dominate in the bedroom is also a secret.
One night, Hudson, her sexy regular from the diner shows up at the start of her set. Now, it’s time to drive Hudson away or, preferably, bend him to her will.
For adults only, “Stripping Secrets” is an 8,000 word story featuring:
BDSM
BWWM
Femdom
Orgasm control/ Orgasm denial
Tease and denial
Strap-on sex
Anal sex
Masturbation
Toy use
Exhibitionism
From the story:
“If you need to stop at any point, say ‘mercy.’ Can you remember that?” While she spoke, Keri reached out and drew a finger along Hudson’s square jaw. She inhaled sharply: she’d never touched him before save occasionally brushing fingers when handing him a drink or his check.
His eyes closed for a moment, clearly enjoying her touch.
“Yes,” he said once he opened his eyes again. “I can remember that.”
Feeling bold, she ran her finger over his lips. They were full for a man’s. “You also need to remember to address me as Miss. Can you do that?”
“Yes,” he said, nodding. His lips parted under her finger and his breath warmed her skin. His green eyes remained fixed on her.
Fighting a satisfied smile, Keri gripped his chin roughly. “What did you say?”
He looked puzzled for a moment, but the realization clicked soon enough.
“I’m sorry. Yes, Miss.”
She smiled. “Much better. Be a good slut now.” She patted the side of his face she’d slapped in approval.
Calling him “slut” threw him—she could read it on his face—but he didn’t complain.
“Thank you, Miss. I’ll do my best.”
Keri leads a double life: diner waitress by day and exotic dancer after dark. Well, maybe a triple life since her desire to dominate in the bedroom is also a secret.
One night, Hudson, her sexy regular from the diner shows up at the start of her set. Now, it’s time to drive Hudson away or, preferably, bend him to her will.
For adults only, “Stripping Secrets” is an 8,000 word story featuring:
BDSM
BWWM
Femdom
Orgasm control/ Orgasm denial
Tease and denial
Strap-on sex
Anal sex
Masturbation
Toy use
Exhibitionism
From the story:
“If you need to stop at any point, say ‘mercy.’ Can you remember that?” While she spoke, Keri reached out and drew a finger along Hudson’s square jaw. She inhaled sharply: she’d never touched him before save occasionally brushing fingers when handing him a drink or his check.
His eyes closed for a moment, clearly enjoying her touch.
“Yes,” he said once he opened his eyes again. “I can remember that.”
Feeling bold, she ran her finger over his lips. They were full for a man’s. “You also need to remember to address me as Miss. Can you do that?”
“Yes,” he said, nodding. His lips parted under her finger and his breath warmed her skin. His green eyes remained fixed on her.
Fighting a satisfied smile, Keri gripped his chin roughly. “What did you say?”
He looked puzzled for a moment, but the realization clicked soon enough.
“I’m sorry. Yes, Miss.”
She smiled. “Much better. Be a good slut now.” She patted the side of his face she’d slapped in approval.
Calling him “slut” threw him—she could read it on his face—but he didn’t complain.
“Thank you, Miss. I’ll do my best.”