Anything for You: Erotica for Kinky Couples

“Yeah, yeah, I want to be used, I want to be used up.”

didn’t realize then how the right words can be as cutting as any riding crop, how punishment doesn’t need to include pain. All I know is that he saw something in me I’d never seen in myself and slowly, gradually, he brought it out.

“Oh, you’re wet,” I tell her. She turns her face away against her shoulder, her breasts rising in sharp little heaves. “Do you like this, then? Do you like being tied up and made to open your legs so I can touch your pussy? Are you a dirty little girl?”

“Why?” she would plead, until finally I would stop teasing her and tell her what she really wanted to hear. “Because you don’t have a choice,” I would say, gripping her wrist harder to emphasize the point. “Because I won’t fucking let you up until you come for me.”

We’d play out the scenario that she found hottest, that I was forcing her to masturbate for me. She would ask why I wanted to see her do it, in increasingly desperate tones as her orgasm neared.