Martial ARTsListen up people! I say that there should be a category for MARTIAL ARTS in deviantART.
There's a reason it is called martial ARTS, and that it is because it is a creative form, much like dance, mime, and theatre. The category could be set up like so:
Martial Arts> Hard>Forms
Tiger In Heat*****Warning: multiple sex partners****Tiger In Heat7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
It was hot. I felt as if my body was going to go up in flames if I didnt get some sexual gratification soon. I lay naked in the bed, sweat rolling down my sides. I needed my demons and my angel and Hawke.
I tried moving my arms, I wanted to touch my clit to relieve myself, but I couldnt, they were tied to the bed posts. I opened my eyes and saw that I was in the room by myself. I cursed under my breath, wanting to new whos idea it was to tie me up. You didnt tie a tiger up for no reason. There were repercussions. And revenge was just so sweet .
There door opened and Hawke entered the room with something under his arm. Was that an . Ice tray? He walked over to me with a light in his eyes, and a grin on his lips, the tips of his fangs bare visible. Your awake, he whispered softly. He saw the glow in my neon colored eyes and smiled. Dont worry baby, were going to ease your need. Ahdict,
A story of incestA story of incest11 years ago in Erotic More Like This
\"You ungreatful little bitch!\" Is all i can hear down the hall. I heard footsteps comming. I knew who was comming. I locked the door, but i could hear him laughing. Then the doorknob jiggled for a moment and then stopped. I was hoping that would be it, but i knew there would be more. Then, i heard a key go into the doorknob and the door opened. My fear was raising, but i didn\'t show it. For if i did, he would kill me.
\"You ungreatful little bitch. How dare you try to embarress me infront of my friends! For that, you must be punished.\"
He pulled me up from my hidding spot and tide me down to my bed. I felt like a slave, obeying my master. He tide my arms apart and my legs apart. That is when things got scary.
He undid his belt buckel, which had a rebel flag on it. I could see that he was hard. I wanted to cry, but i couldn\'t. He took off his pants, got up, and got one of my scarf\'s out of my dresser. He then came back and put it on my night stand. He pulled down his boxer