Discover her lesbianism. Maybe she’ll turn out to be bi after all. It was never clear to me if she was truly gay or just bi and suspicious of men. T...ere is also the world of Highlander. That could be fun.”“Or X Files. Think of Mulder and Scully!” Carrie teased me.“Them, too! Lots of fun that could be had with that! Or the later episodes of American Horror Story. Or the world of The Walking Dead. Or Jessica Jones. Imagine a tryst with Jessica and/or Luke Cage,” I finally quit discussing shows,. Itis my first piece of fictional writing and would love feedback from peoplewho read it, I cannot wait to share the story with you all! Lastly thisstory is inspired by some of my favourite authors on this site including KT Pel and Lily Florette, I implore everyone to go and read the storiesthese authors have written, they're fantastic!Deborah sat looking out the window of her spare room. It was a drearySeptember morning, with summer clearly coming to an end at long last. Thesky was a dark grey. Any comments and suggestions from anyone are greatly appreciated.Sarah spent her whole Friday night thinking about her interview. Even when her husband was home she wondered around in a daze thinking about the most intense sexual experience of her life. Every time she played out the day in her head her pussy would be aching to be touched, licked, fingered or fucked. She was exhausted due to the fucking and her body being in a constant state of arousal. She didn't have a clue how she managed to. I take a pair of latex gloves out of the bag and slap you across the face with them before I put them on. Hurting you makes me feel good sweetie. I’m going to keep hurting you, and you WILL enjoy every minute. I rip apart your shirt and for the first time you notice the scissors in my hand. I run the cold metal up and down your chest, not letting it cut you. I look into your eyes and wink at you; I run the scissors down your chest, hard, causing it to bleed. Not too deep, but enough.