The Seven Sins Personified: Lust (Extended Edition)


The Seven Sins Personified: Lust (Extended Edition) – Written by Alexander X. Laymen

My life forever changed when I bumped into her. I fell head over heels for this woman, and I could tell that she felt the same about me. Our lives intertwined, and nothing could untangle them. It started with us talking on the phone, and then it moved to seeing each other for dinner. The fact that she treated me to dinner every weekend made me think that she was the true one for me, and I fell deeper in love with her often grasping at the thought of buying a home together. I wanted something like that, and it excited me.

She asked me to spend a day at her house soon after our fifth weekend at my favorite restaurant, so I agreed to do a sleepover. I told myself that everything would be all right, and she would understand if I did something to embarrass myself. Once there and inside her place it struck me as a quaint little home, and it was even equipped with a fireplace donning a mahogany mantle that had several knickknacks lined up from one end to the other. Everything was so hypnotizing to me that I never noticed her leaving the living room.

Not knowing what to do, I sat down in a love seat next to a window which had a dark blanket covering it. Minutes went by, and there was no sign of her which was starting to worry me. I became fearful that she might have gotten hurt doing something in the kitchen, or maybe she slipped while taking a quick shower. Instead of worrying about her, though, I should have been worrying for my own life. She came back wearing something that was very revealing. My heart skipped a beat as she began shaking her hips and licking her lips. It was crazy to think that I might just love this woman. My sweet spot was aching, and I was already wet. It was something that my body wanted, ached for, and I was ready for her to take me… that was until she pulled out a whip from behind her back.

Gripping it tightly she cracked the whip to the floor sending chills throughout my body. Next when she ordered me to strip in front of her, well, then I knew she was going take over my whole being. She ordered me to remove everything… except for my panties. She wanted the honor of removing them herself. I did as I was told, removing my shirt, bra, and dropping my skirt.

The sight of my pink polka dot panties made her giggle with sheer excitement, and with that she bent me over and spread my legs. She slowly pulled them past my ass and down my thighs revealing how wet I really was. I let out a soft moan as she ran her finger over my moist snatch; it was a feeling that made me want to buck. My moaning continued getting louder as she slowly slid one finger after another into my body. I had something serious going on when suddenly she pulled her fingers out leaving me wanting more. Then she pushed me to my knees, and told me to crawl to the kitchen table.

On all fours, I crawled across the marble flooring wincing each time the whip slashed my rear nearly bringing me to tears. It felt as if the table were miles away, and I would never reach it. Just when I gained the strength to crawl again it happened… My master groped me from behind, lightly tugging at the rings that hung from my hardened nipples. I moaned loudly as she began massaging and bouncing my breasts as if they were some type of ball that she could dribble. It was so close to me, but I was so far away, and when she left my chest I knew that it had to be then. I had to break for the table, but my freedom was short-lived as the vibrations put me into a state of constant pleasure. My master was good to me, and I was grateful for her pleasing me as she does.


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Melodie Yvonne

Melodie Yvonne Ramey, owner, editor, & contributor at Photographic Melodie, grew up in the small southern Indiana town of North Vernon. She picked up her first camera at the young age of 5, and was immediately hooked. Every trip, even just to the local park, was turned into a fantasy scene of her own imagination that would later be turned into epic tales in word and photos.

Melodie spent her teen years learning from and mentoring under professionals such as Richard Young, John Sheckler, and The Grand Conundrum. She received an Associates of Applied Science in Visual Technologies majoring in Photography from Ivy Tech in 2002 after studying under acclaimed professors such as Hoosier photographer Darryl Jones, Jonathan Wilson, and many other masters in the field.

Melodie’s main focus has always been music photography. Growing up with photography and listening to amazing musicians inspired her dream to create visual images that made people feel the way they do when they hear the music. She wanted to help people SEE the music by capturing every magical moment of concerts that she could only dream about as she gazed into music magazines like Rolling Stone and Spin.

Melodie has done numerous jobs around the country ranging from working for bands to even being the official photographer on many southern Indiana Poker Runs. Her specialties are in nature, music, and candid event photography, as well as one of a kind photographic creations. Melodie published her first print book Photographic Memories: In the Beginning, a collection of poetry, in 2011, and has since published 2 more print works, Photographic Memories: Meet me in the Middle and Hoosier Heavens, her first photo book. Melodie currently acts as publisher, editor & lead contributor at Photographic Melodie and does freelance work with many other media outlets, venues, and artists.

Melodie says, “I started out with a Tweety bird camera and a dream and I never let go. I will always love photography and the vessel it has given me to share the images of my heart and mind with the world. I have found that every single person on this earth visualizes the world in very different ways. Some people are optimists, some are pessimists. Some people are daydreamers, and others keep their feet firmly planted on the ground. Photography allows me to show some of these different visualizations. It allows the rationalist to see that it’s okay to dream, it can show the monsters hidden in the dark, and it can show even the saddest of people that there is still joy in the world.”

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