Meatlocker: Dark Stories

From fear to free...

I don’t know how long I am there before I feel hot fluttering hands on my shoulders.

“Baby, baby,” my boyfriend’s voice urges, tilting my so sore body.

I moan. He sighs with relief. He is looking at me, seeing my shame and my mess and my weakness.

I want to hide but I can’t. I can only moan again and shift my eyes to meet his. His hands roam my skin, looking for breaks, for pain, for damage.

All of me is damaged.

All of me.

I can say that because it’s true, but I’ll never say it to him.

I’ll never tell him how erotic I feel.


Warning: this is an experimental erotic short. It is harsh and dark and contains explicit language and sexual situations. 3000 wds.