I am considering writing a fictional erotic book while putting all of the things concerned with consent, safe words and limits all included. I want to make sure there is a book that is a true reflection of the BDSM lifestyle on the market. I know I have written short stories and longer pieces in segments so you will know my writing style for erotica. I am going to include with this post a short example of part of the book. This is their first BDSM sex scene.
Justin woke at about 2pm to find Cariad lain next to him just looking at him. He rubbed his eyes and yawned. Then he stretched languorously and sleepily asked, ‘How long have you been watching me?’
They emerged from the bathroom clean and dry. Justin just could not get the delicate scent of her out of his senses. He felt drunk on her, that was the only way to describe how he felt. He hadn’t taken a drink for almost a year now but he still understood the thirst and it was like he was thirsty for her. They were both dressed in the hotel white towelling robes and they sat down.
I write so much about the inside of me I thought you might like to see this. Some are before cancer and some are after. I hope you enjoy them.
The power in his hands is enormous. He holds out his hand to me so that I can walk into his arms and his firm embrace clasps me to his chest. He uses his hand to gently tilt my face up to kiss me with warm, tender lips, igniting my senses.
She kneels at your feet and as you circle her, you are struck by her beauty. Her face is delicate yet something about her gives an aura of strength. As you circle her, your heart beats faster and your cock twitches. Her spine is straight yet she holds a strong air of submission.
We circle each other around the fire between us, both of us seeing that look in our eyes. The fire emblazons the raging inferno that is our desire. It makes us pant, snarl and circle the fire. This can’t be contained nor smothered by words, as they are like water. The fire turns water to steam.
I must been the only girl in the world that does not like masturbating unless it happens in a scene. Yes when I am desperate I will do it, but I don’t fantasize when I do. To me it is just a physical release when my body demands it.
I see your belt threaded through your jeans belt loops and my heart skips a beat. It is that belt. It looks very much like any other belt but it isn’t. I watched as you made it, not understanding what I was seeing.