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May 10

Mischa Eliot

Featured From Elsewhere: Love Slave on FrolicMe

Do you like Erotic Films?

If you do, and you have a difficult time finding something that trips your trigger, you might want to try out Frolic Me. The website is run by people who love sex and love tasteful erotic films. You can tell the people in the films are happy to be there, that they enjoy their work. Yes, it is a pay site, but give it a go and I have a feeling you’ll enjoy what they have to offer.

Not only do they offer erotic films, they also have authors like myself, F. Leonora, Nicci Haydon, and many other incredible people that write short stories to go with the films. The authors have leeway to give the characters a background story and give deeper context to the films. Hand in hand they enrich and entice, inciting your desire and your imagination.

And now, I’d like to share with you an excerpt from Love Slave, a short story I wrote for the film of the same name.


Bulky leather cuffs encircled my wrists. Matthew’s warmth had dissipated from my skin and a shiver ran through my body. I could see shapes and colors, but the gauzy blindfold didn’t allow me to see much more. It was strange being cuffed yet free to move around. Normally, I’d be strapped down, awaiting whatever Matthew felt like doing to my entrapped body, but not today.

I could hear his breathing and movement. The soft sound of clothing being removed was easy to identify because I could see the shadowy movement that accompanied it. Running my fingers along the lace corset that covered my flesh caught his attention.

“Are you enjoying your surprise, baby girl?” Matthew’s voice was hushed, as if he were afraid that someone might overhear.

“Oh, yes Sir. This is the best thing ever. How much time do we have?” I stretched, reaching high, elongating my torso, standing on tip-toe. Feeling Matthew’s gaze on my body warmed me up faster than anything. I could feel the path his eyes took.

“We have all night, my love.” Matthew sprawled himself on the king size bed. I stepped towards him, wanting to join him on the monstrous-sized mattress. “No wait. I want to watch you for a bit. I want to savor every moment of tonight. Turn me on, baby girl.”

Flustered, I had no idea what to do. We’d never played like this before. I was always caught and tied down, used for his pleasure, and then rewarded with my own. How was I to know what he wanted me to do without his instructions?

“Touch yourself, Veronica.” Command radiated out of him and I shook a little.


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