Chapters tagged sissy

by DiveInstructorPlaya

Chapter 3

She stood up off the sofa in one movement, no hands, no wobble. She turned to Mike, held hers out to him — palm up, fingers loose, the way you'd ask for a dance. "Come on," she said. "Upstairs." He looked at her hand, then past her at me. "Go on," I said. She didn't wait to h...

by DiveInstructorPlaya

Chapter 7

The porch light was off. The smell of them reached me before the door was halfway open. She was in the hall, naked, one arm up on the kitchen door frame, hip cocked. Not dressed, not close to dressed. Her bob was flat and dented on one side where she'd been lying on it. Two hick...

by DiveInstructorPlaya

Chapter 8

She got the sofa to herself, the remote on the arm, and her feet up. Halfway through the titles, she shifted and made a low, unhappy noise. "God. My asshole's gaping." I looked up from the sink. "It hurts. It's just open. Air on it." She wriggled, winced, and pressed her hips...