The Haunting of Jill

Jill checked her lipstick and gave her red hair a quick pat before stepping in front of the camera.

“Tonight, the team and I will be staying in what has been called the most haunted house in America” she continued the spiel about the place, ending by feigning a look of fear. “The team and I will be seeing what happens when we stay the night.”

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Blindfold

When they got inside, his Mistress led him to the playroom.  She spared a moment to tend to his knees, now abraded from the cold and rough ground.
“Poor Minx,” she cooed tenderly cleaning the abrasions.

Jingle Bells

Vixen rang the doorbell. She could feel the cold air drifting under her coat.  She couldn’t believe she was going through with this.  When her Dom had suggested that she see Liz again, Vixen had been ecstatic. However, when he presented his plan, she’d grown nervous.  What if Liz wasn’t interested? What if the whole gift backfired somehow? Vixen knew that her Dom had planned this with Will, and Will was connected to Liz, but still, Vixen was nervous.

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The Naughty List

Crystal hated the holidays.  Maybe it was the weird disconnect that Southern California had from “winter” ideals.  She’d be lucky if it would be cold enough to wear a light coat by December 25.  All the fake snow and scarves weren’t doing much for her when it was still in the mid-70s.   Maybe it was just the endless loop of Christmas songs that set her teeth on edge.  Maybe it was her recent 45 birthday.

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Her at My Place

It had been a couple of weeks since our last encounter.  Tonight, she was coming over to my place.

I’d set out what felt like a million candles in the bedroom.  I wondered if it was cheesy, predictable to want the soft, flickering candlelight. But I decided that I didn’t care.  I liked it, and the candle light made me feel sexy.

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