Erotica - Chatting With The Lightkeeper

The Lighthouse’s Passionate Storm

2 Comments / BDSM, Erotica / Edward Volkl / 08/30/2024

Welcome to the soft, dimly lit world of our lighthouse adventure. The cool fall air greets us as we stand hand in hand, your fingers gently entwined with mine. I lead you across the deep green, well-maintained lawn, the blades of grass whispering beneath our feet. The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of twilight, as the twinkling lights of the keeper’s quarters begin to glow. We walk in silence, the only sounds are the soft rustle of leaves and our steady breaths.

We arrive at the door of the tower. Slowly, I reach into my pocket, the fabric rustling softly, and retrieve the key. The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing its secrets with a low, ancient groan. The dimly lit entryway is cozy, just big enough for the two of us. I give you a gentle push, just a light pressure on your lower back, guiding you forward into the softly illuminated foyer. The door closes behind us with a satisfying thunk that echoes off the white brick walls, sealing us into our little world.

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Ice Cream And Clothespins

As we return from dinner, you ask if you can get comfortable for the night. I answer yes, please. I hear you wander to our bedroom, knowing you will be back in just a minute. This weekend, we are making our D/S dynamic a theme that will transcend the weekend vibes. You will be asking what you should wear. I exclaim that I am still hungry as I hear you start to approach, your footsteps quiet on the wooden floor. I turn to find you standing there, wearing just your pretty pink panties, with your stuffy Lilly dangling from your hand.

“Would you like me to wear my favorite onesie, one of your dress shirts, or…” I cut you off as my gaze is drawn to your beautiful and very erect nipples. I tell you I am still hungry. “But we just had dinner,” you exclaim. With that, I take you by the hand, leading you to the living room. As I guide you out of the kitchen, I deftly grab two of the new clothespins that just arrived. They are adorned with expressions of love in gold flake paint, such as XOXO and Muh!