Black Opium:
Simone’s Notes:
BDSM has become an umbrella term for certain kinds of erotic behavior between
consenting adults. There are distinct subcultures under this umbrella term.
Terminology for roles varies widely among the subcultures. Top and dominant are
widely used for those partner(s) in the relationship or activity who are,
respectively, the physically active or controlling participants. Bottom and
submissive are widely used for those partner(s) in the relationship or activity
who are, respectively, the physically receptive or controlled participants. The
interaction between tops and bottoms—where physical or mental control of the
bottom is surrendered to the top—is sometimes known as "power exchange", whether
in the context of an encounter or a relationship.
There is no
sentiment tonight.
You can’t be
soft.
No cuddling.
No romance.
No fluff.
Mya doesn’t do
that shit.
“Get on your
knees!”
Her latest toy
sinks down to his knees.
Mya’s lips
curved into a hungry smirk.
“Excellent,” she
said.
She looked up at
Edward.
“Are you getting
this?”
“Yeah.”
Edward held up
the video camera, smiling.
Mya asks, “Is it
recording?”
Edward hit the
red button.
“Yes.”
She turned to
her dinner slut
“All fours!”
He happily
complied.
She drew out her
whip.
Edward feels a
sick thrill from the first lash.
Her pet screams
sound like music
“Oh, mistress!”
The second lash
comes.
“Hit me again!”
Mya drew back
her whip.
“Beg for it.”
The manslut
looks at her with big eyes.
“Punish me!”
She raised an
eyebrow.
“Punish you,
what?”
He hesitates at
first.
She puts her
hands on hips.
“Say it.”
He breaks down
trembling.
“Say it!”
“Punish me,
mistress!”
“Much better!”
Edward kept
count of every lash and scream he filmed.
He licked his
lips and crossed his legs.
This actually looks hot.
Edward swallowed
back his drool.
It was then he
noticed Mya staring at him.
He asks, “What?”
Her lips curve
into a smirk.
“You want so of
this fine ass?”
He stared
blankly.
“Me?”
“Yeah.”
“Are you
serious?”
Yeah.”
He thinks about
this for a second.
He then shrugs
his shoulders.
“Fuck it.”
“Just keep the
camera rolling.”
“Right.”
Edward sets down
the still recording camera and joins in.
You can’t be
soft.
No cuddling.
No romance.
No fluff.
That is not allowed tonight.