Rule 1
If you wish to put yourself or myself into the story that is fine. All I ask is that you make it clear from the outset if that is the case. You must be female or a couple.
Rule 2
The story always starts with the same opening paragraph, which must not be altered in any way unless previously agreed. You will write para. 2, I will write para. 3, etc. The story will continue until it ends. Once a para. is written it may only be altered if there are inconsistencies with earlier paras. or spelling/grammatical errors.
Rule 3
Please do not change the tense of the story from the present unless you generate a story line which allows it. Spelling and other grammatical errors I can take, but not that as it takes ages to correct. The story starts in the present tense.
Rule 4
It’s up to you to set the pace, level of eroticism and story-line. I will follow your lead generally but it is up to you to make the story different to all the others. You are expected to be creative, imaginative, and to produce a totally different story to all the earlier ones.
Rule 5
No scat, kids, animals or gratuitous racism.
Rule 6
Please do not start if you do not intend to see it through!
Rule 7
If you want to write a joint effort but not quite on these lines - mail and ask. I might agree if I like the idea!
The opening paragraph
1. Kneeling at the front door, just clear of the doormat, I wonder yet again whether I have made a horrible mistake. I have carried out the instructions to the last detail. I am naked and facing away from the door, which is unlatched and will open with the slightest push from the hall outside. My blindfold is in position and I can see absolutely nothing. I know the strange collection of accessories he has requested are waiting in the specified places. I have been here 10 minutes now and my knees are starting to ache. I feel incredibly vulnerable, but my body is excited as never before, like being high on some sort of stimulating drug, my nerves ready to overload me with a mass of confused signals at the slightest input to my system. The combination of the cool air here in the hall and the excitement of anticipation has my nipples erect and I can feel that my pussy lips are engorged and swollen between my widely parted thighs, which are also starting to ache a little. I am just contemplating moving to a comfier position until he arrives when I here steps on the stairs outside. They are heavy, confident steps of a man who knows where he is going. He strides purposefully across the landing and I feel panic suddenly rise. Maybe it is not him, it could be anyone. I have few visitors but if one should happen by in this particular half hour it would hardly rate as the greatest coincidence of all time, would it. In a way that reminds me of tales of peoples lives flashing by their eyes in times of dire peril I see a thousand consequences of my foolishness in an instant, but it is done now, too late to escape the predicament into which I have put myself, and I seem to be rooted by fear anyway, my mind suddenly overloaded and unable to issue any concerted commands to my quivering limbs. In another instant I hear the sharp rap on the door which causes it to swing open wide, and feel the cool breath of air fall in from the hall over my exposed rear.
ALTERNATE EROTICA
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