It's a long story but I had by now been the chastised slave to my former Mistress for over 6 months. Over that time I'd been conditioned to be more and more subservient. She seemed to take particular pleasure in humiliating me in front of others, especially her friends. Most Friday nights she'd have a gathering at her house with 2 or 3 friends. I would serv...
Part 5: Brianna's Training "Vince had a terrific idea, Brianna," Kent said. "It's really going to make this easier for you." "Yeah," I said, noncommittally, knowing full well that whatever Vince had come up with wasn't going to be to my benefit, though I was sure it would benefit them. "Yeah. We've been downloading some videos for you to watch. You're goi...
Note: Your comments or constructive criticism mean a lot to me. Feel free to leave me a private message if you'd like to share your thoughts, get updates on further chapters or receive a personalized photo of my cock. * * * I was on my knees on a hotel room floor, naked and handcuffed after sucking off the man who was holding a video camera. My business tr...
This is dedicated to the all anonymous commenters. Bring on the hating... and then go fuck yourselves. LOL. ***** Our role reversals had come about quickly. Surprisingly, it didn't bother me that in our small town it became public knowledge that Cheryl had a black lover and that I was more than accepting of it. That so many people who once respected me, no...
There she was. My beautiful 5', 100 lb. blue eyed brunette wife bent over with a thick 10 inch black cock up her ass. Her pert little tits swinging side to side as her butthole was being stretched obscenely. A week earlier, I would have been mortified by this but I found out that things can change pretty quickly. I continued past our former marriage bed to t...
"Ok, Ok, I got one," Josh said. I was out with my friend Melissa and her new-ish boyfriend Josh, and we were three glasses of prosecco into a late brunch. The waitress was clearly hungover and didn't give a shit, service was winding down, and we were off in a corner gossiping and talking trash. The current topic: terrible first-date icebreaker questions. "B...
If she had been asked to reveal who her favorite student was, she would have chosen Kevin in an instant. Daisy always loved being a high school teacher. She would receive a reasonable salary. She would express her love of the English language by giving some fun and useful lectures. And best of all, she would meet some fantastic students from all walks of lif...
I could have laughed—if I weren't a little weary and tired of the cruising—and tired of looking over my shoulder in case I saw Austin, not knowing what to tell him about having walked out on him. I'd walked the paths of Marconi Plaza park for over an hour without a bite when all it took was for me to sit down for a rest on a bench and a man sat on the bench...
Dear Ted, I hope you're having a nice weekend with Wendy. No ... I don't, really. I just said that to sound nice. But I'm not feeling nice. So why should I try. Honestly, I don't know what more you want from me. If you wanted to end the whole thing because you thought it was wrong or because it threatened your sense of masculinity, at least I'd understan...
Clay had a special relationship with his English teacher. Since the beginning of March, he began to be more than a student for her. Louise had brought him into her home. He used to visit in the weekend until it progressed into a regular appearance on the weekdays. She was a fine teacher, a tall and beautiful brunette at the age of thirty-seven. Clay had take...