I know you’ll think I say this to all my slaves, but I really do think about you. Not just after our delicious sessions at Rapture. Not just outside the Red Room where I taunt and tease and torture you down to your very marrow. Not even just while I’m… Read more“Red Light Special”
Etiket: friend from past
Busted
“Do you think about me?” “Umm, sure. What do you-“ “Do you fantasize about me?” Fuck. What do I say now? Sara had come over to trade music while I worked in my home office. It was innocent enough. She was 20 now. Home from college. I’d been friends with… Read more“Busted”