Kia T Cooper-Erbst
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Writer, poet, author. submissive. Mom of three wonderful human beings. These are the first things that come to mind when I think of myself besides being the obvious.... which is daughter, wife,etc.
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ladies lunch
It was a scorching hot afternoon as the mother's club gathered for lunch to discuss the events that would happen during the year and also to gossip about the new mothers that would be joining. Whispers abounded as they went the through the list stopping at one name "Mizz Aezia Watkins" what kind of name was that they wandered, sounding all funny and foreign.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst4 years ago in Fiction
Nina Simone
Mississippi Goddam , To be Young Gifted and Black,Four Women, and FeelingGood. I am sure that we all have heard these songs at some part of our lives. For generations, these songs have been a part of our lexicon. We have seen movies made about her, newer artist have sampled her works not truly understanding the deeper meanings behind the songs that fueled the 60's and the 70's.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst4 years ago in Beat
The Haunting
It was the Friday before Halloween, the wind was blowing in heavy gusts outside the windows of my car. The house stood on the outer limits of the town, surrounded by a ragged broken down white and green striped picket fence. The grass was browning in some spots or dead in others, making a mockery of the one lone green patch beneath one of the lower windows that was framed by an awning that had obviously seen better days. The whole house to the naked eye appeared to be forgotten and unloved, abandoned by everyone and everything . A sign affixed to the side of the house stated its name as The Hallows, a designation as being one of a few that have withstood the test of time and history.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst4 years ago in Fiction
Toy piercings pt 1
The air in the large somewhat empty room was a bit chilly as Miss Brooke waited for Don and His slut. She wandered around, setting out Her piercing equipment as well as some of the other toys that they had chosen to be used on the slut, toy. Brooke smiled, thinking of her own diabolical instruments that she was being allowed to use in conjunction with His. Her eyes swept over the wide bed with its stirrups and restraints ready to use that would allow them access to toy’s cunt and arse. Her smile turned cold in expectation as Don walked in leading toy on her leash.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst4 years ago in Filthy
Toy piercings pt 2
*part 2* Panting, twitching from my denied orgasm, I strive to hear their whispers as Brooke moves away from Daddy, her body gleaming with sweat and arousal as she picks up another set of restraints and walks back over to me with an icy smile. One slim nail trailed over my bandaged tits before meandering down over my quivering tummy to the top of my mons.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst4 years ago in Filthy
she was called love
*Present Day* She stood in the mirror nude eyes raking over her body taking in the fresh redness of her whipped skin, the welts showing over the faded ones of the past. A ghost of a smile remained as she took in the current nipple piercings and the tiny tat beneath her right breast before turning and looking at her back in the double full length mirror. A shudder and trickles of wetness seeped down her thighs as she saw the Double brand of her owner centered on her buttocks. Her hands traced over the collar that was locked permanently around her throat then down over her body. Turning away from the mirror she walked over to the bed engraved “love” the name her Owner called her. She barely remembered her birth name or any other one after all these years. Love smiled as thoughts of her Master came to mind and how she had come to be His.
By Kia T Cooper-Erbst4 years ago in Filthy
