dykeslash

Mar 122012
 
Weather

Lissa laughed, as I knew she would. She toed the red and pink camillia petals that covered the raw soil of what would become a heart-shaped herbal garden come the real spring. I knew that the cold would descend on us again before that— but the unseasonably warm weather inspired me to get out and hoe and dig.

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 Posted March 12, 2012  Tagged with: , , , ,
Mar 122012
 

Despina, thank you for talking with me! “Wow, you’re welcome but really thank you!  You know, I hardly ever get to talk to so many  people at one time.” I guess the first thing is to explain to people what you are– who you are. “Okay, I’m a symbiote, I’m two critters rolled into one–

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 Posted March 12, 2012  Tagged with: , , ,
Sep 192010
 

“So, tell me the fantasy,” Dusty ordered. “Anonymous…” the woman kneeling at her feet trailed off for a moment. Dusty made an encouraging noise, and the woman spoke up once more. “I can’t tell who is doing anything to me. It’s sexual stuff, mostly… not really like a gang bang, but more than one person?”

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 Posted September 19, 2010  Tagged with: , , ,
Sep 192010
 

Even though she’d worn jeans she felt out of place; The clothes she’d bought seemed okay at the mall, but the silver printed skull on her black t-shirt now made her feel like a dumb girl.

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Nov 012009
 

The door swung shut, softening the din from the hotel lobby, and Jessamine felt her back loosen up as if it had been a physical burden she’d been carrying.  Only one woman shared the lobby powder room with her, and she winked a glittering black-kholed eye, when Jess caught it. Emboldened,  Jessamine turned her back

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 Posted November 1, 2009  Tagged with: , , , ,
Aug 172009
 

The lounge held perhaps fifteen people, and the remains of a standard buffet lunch after a busy morning at the leather convention. The sub who was waitressing brought me a cup of coffee, but I could have easily slipped into restful sleep. The conversational murmur was soothing; talk of whips and manacles, genital torture and

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Jul 272009
 

  My volunteer was an unusually pretty woman, wearing a fluttery summer dress. She came hopping over the chairs, in her eagerness to get up on the stage, where I stood with hanks of braided nylon rope dangling from my hands. I reached down for her hands, and hauled her up– and she came up

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 Posted July 27, 2009  Tagged with: , , , ,
Jan 242009
 
Stolen Roses

For   January challenge, Aphrodite Title: Stolen Roses Author: Stella Omega Character: OFCs; Lenore, Astro Boi Rating: Teen Warnings: None Summary: Lenore finds a surprise on her doorstep. Fandom: None; these two characters were created in response to this challenge. Award choices: Aphrodite female Word Count: 710 Notes: Several weeks ago,  I was overbearing towards

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 Posted January 24, 2009  Tagged with: , , , ,
Jan 092009
 

Even though I have the story spoken of down below- even though I actually have it mapped out- what am I writing? I’m writing a second encounter between Jessamine and Griffin. It finally occurred to me, that poor Griff never got her rocks off that night. And Jess’s daddy Gloria is a poking, prodding, prying

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 Posted January 9, 2009  Tagged with: , , , , ,
Nov 092008
 

I Mean To Have My Poppet “Seek we out the Stage Master, now,” my Lady said. “Mind thou bendeth thy knee.” “I can’t pay her a thing, Lina,” that dignified personage growled. “He seeks no pay, Jacob,” Lady Helena smiled sweetly. “I ask only a night pass, and supper.” “Not breakfast, too?” “Nay sir, I

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 Posted November 9, 2008  Tagged with: , , , , ,
May 272008
 

“God damn, feels good to be clean again!” Gloria announced. A cloud of steam followed her as she stepped out of the bathroom, zipping up a pair of soft grey leather trousers. Her skin glowed from the heat, her ash-blonde curls dripped water onto her shoulders and naked breasts. Jessamine smiled and came to be

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 Posted May 27, 2008  Tagged with: , , , ,
May 272008
 

We met beneath the highschool bleachers where The benches faded in the chilly mist Sweat-shirted and fifteen I met her there And touched her on the arm, and nearly kissed her lip brushing my lip, so I could taste The sugar in the Maybelline she wore And breathed, in shy and startled haste The grown-up

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