Cold As Ice - another erotic bedtime story from Catherine

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I peer through the peephole in my door and watch you for a moment. Standing on my doorstep, eyes bright and expectant – looking like an eager puppy – if you had a tail, it would be wagging. All bright shiny face

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The First Cut is the Deepest.

I’m giving you a special treat today. Instead of making you use the whipping bench I’m allowing you to bend over my lap. I’m wearing a dress made from dark red, rather stiff silk, with a full skirt and lots of petticoats. From your position, all you can

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The Handyman’s Son

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Dinner? There’s no dinner. I haven’t had time for that. I’ve been…busy. You were the one who sent for the handyman. Sent for him to do those jobs around the house that you could do yourself – if

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Alley – oops?

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I see you looking at me. That hot glance across the room – hot enough to burn me – if I were susceptible to such glances. But then, you don’t know any better. You’ve never seen me before. Never

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The Ecstacy of Pain

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It starts in your belly. The thick sweet tension. The desire. It spreads in a warm wave throughout your body until you’re sick with it. Your head spins, your mouth is dry, your tongue, surely, twice it’s normal size. Your

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