The Tides We Keep
I unlocked the control room door at six forty-five.
Warm and nostalgic bdsm stories
Stories in BDSM tagged warm and nostalgic, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 17 to 19 minutes. Writers to know: Twilight Wave, Summit Compass and Ginger Voyage. Readers usually start with “The Tides We Keep” and “Practice Run”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Warm and nostalgic bdsm stories, ranked by readers
01 02 Practice Run
Sonia figured out pretty quick that holding the sign for "grace" was harder than holding a paddle.
03 Fire Pit Glass
The generator hummed behind me.
04 The Last Dance Lesson
Zahra Macdonald was twenty-four years old and divorced.
05 The Bell Jar
The bell jar thing sounds fancy but it isn't.
06 The Heddle Stringer's Lesson
The dipstick handle had been snapped clean off at the thread, and I found it lying in the filter room like a little white bone.
07 After Hours Set
The last track was fading out and Burton let it go, letting the synth trail off into nothing rather than cutting it clean, because there…
08 The Tasting Room Reunion
Bo saw her before she saw him, which was a small miracle, because Tegan had always been easy to spot in any room.
09 Stranger's Collar
Zoe checked the address twice before she went in.
10 Harvest Spin
The last light of September goes orange over the fairgrounds around six, and that's when I like the wheel best.
11 The Rooftop Gardener's Submission
I climb the fire escape at midnight on a Tuesday in July, and by the time I reach the fourth landing my shirt is stuck to my back and my…
12 The Birthday Camper
I turned twenty-nine on a Tuesday, which is the worst day to have a birthday at a campground café.
13 Drawn to Surrender
The whole thing started on a Tuesday, and I want that Tuesday burned into my memory forever, because it was the night I thought I was…
14 Sand and Surrender
Marci paid the forty bucks cash and took the key off the hook like the kid behind the counter told her to.
15 A Cork-Breaking Surrender
Cate stood in the middle of the rented apartment in Alfama, barefoot on the cool tile, watching her best friend hold up a length of red…
16 The Diner's Midnight Contract
Tyrande Garcia had been wiping the counter for twenty minutes, mostly because scraping meant she didn't have to talk to anybody, when…