
Here's one from that spinner of dark tales, MSTarot, a story full of sex and sensuality.


This is a story filled with rich sights, scents and sensuality, and with just a pinch (ho ho) of sadism. A young married woman, tied down and forced to endure things a married woman ought not to even dream about. Oh poor thing. (Lucky b!tch!) Gosh, she will never stop dreaming now.
Mrs. Upton comes in from the cold - literally, it's winter. MSTarot cleverly gives us a harsh backdrop which brings out in relief the pleasures of a silk robe, the brush of rose-petals and the hot kiss of chocolate poured ... never mind where it's poured, go and read the story if you want to know. A mundane workaday world of winter, genteel poverty, drudgery and masculinity. A secret pleasure-house of summer flowers, exquisite luxury and women.
Excuse me, I still have half a bar of chocolate here to get through.
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