The Dragonfly Den

This started off as a one time teaser tweet on my Twitter page  Lady Dragonfly  but has evolved into a multi-part mini story. I've transferred the tweets over to be read as one block of text with minor edits for spelling, grammar, punctuation, and formatting.  I hope that you enjoy it and it arouses more than your mind. Part 1  can be found here Part 2  can be found here Part 3  can be found here And now, on to Part 4.... *  *  *  *  *  * You stare at me with wide eyes. I can see the fear in them. Surely I wouldn't open up the door! Surely I wouldn't let anyone see you like this! All I can do is smile and it does nothing to alleviate your fear. I pat your cheek. "Don't worry kitten. Trust me." After the briefest of seconds, you nod your head. " Stay just as you are. Don't move." I get up and open the door. You resist the urge to turn your head and see who is there. Did I open the door wide enough for the stran...

This was a thread originally posted on my Twitter @ladydragonfly6 . I hope that you enjoy it. (Content is the same with minor corrections to spelling, grammar, punctuation, or formatting.) Part 1 of this story can be found  here. Part 2 of this story can be found here. And now on to part three... * * * * * * Once we get inside ou r hotel room, I lock the door behind us and cut the bonds off your wrists. "Strip down but leave the panties on." Shoes, socks and shirt are quickly shed but you hesitate at the button of your jeans, the blush covering your whole body this time. Your eyes meet mine and I stare back at you and frown. "Pants. Now." You wince at the harsh tone of my voice and shove your pants down around your ankles. "Cute panties," I say with a smirk. "I'm surprised you chose lace. Now turn around and show me the plug." "Please, Mistress," you say quietly, face still burning and eyes on the floor. ...

This was a very short thread originally posted on my Twitter @ladydragonfly6. I hope that you enjoy it. (Content is the same with minor corrections to spelling, grammar, punctuation, or formatting.) *  *  *  *  * You open the trunk of the car and stare inside, a confused look on your face. “It’s empty.” I press up against your back. “I know,” I whisper, breath hot on your ear. “Put your hands together in front of you.” “But why?” you stammer and then flinch when my hand slaps your ass. “Don’t ask, just do.” My voice in your ear is angry now and you quickly comply. Your wrists are quickly restrained in front of you. I run my hand down your back, below the way waistband of your pants, and slides inside. I smile at the feel of lace under my fingertips. Fingers exploring, I come across the touch of the plug fitted snugly in your ass. I smile again. “You’ve followed directions. That’s a good boy.” Your cock twitches at the words but you stay still and wait to...