“I picked up the tentacle attachment and clicked it into place. For a moment, nothing happened – then, the tip began to move, seeking out something to touch, and the entire shaft lit up with sensation.”

She stared at the camera as she slowly took off her dress; she liked the way Hank looked at her through the screen, his mouth parted, his eyes wide. She could hear his breathing, and she loved the way he gasped when she did anything that made him particularly proud. FaceTime sex was full of its own cues and rhythms. It was hot.

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There was a small pile of sex toys already on the bed, but the drawer was far from empty. “This is a flogger that I made from reclaimed bike tubes,” she said, pulling out a wicked little thing and tossing it onto the bed beside me.

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Bondage Month presents some flash-fiction erotica by Sinclair Sexsmith.