The Siren. Tiffany Reisz
Days
Slave Market in Monochrome (A Fantasy)
A is for Anal, Z is for Zenith
The Kitchen Kink
By Alison Tyler
“This is too hard!”
“That’s what she said.”
“I am the she, James.”
“Then I must be the ‘too hard.’”
I play punched him. “I need the perfect story to kick-start my anthology, and I can’t concentrate.”
“Ah, poor baby. Are you all wet from perusing those naughty little tales?” He bent and kissed the back of my neck. “What exactly are you reading about?”
“Spanking, ball gags, whips, chains, strangers, ménages…”
“All in the same story?”
“No, not all in the same story.”
“Well, maybe that’s your problem.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Everything but the kitchen sink…”
“You mean ‘the kitchen kink.”’
“You’re not an editor,” I sighed dramatically. “You have no idea what it’s like.”
“Try me.”
I handed over a story. James