I had been living at Todd's place for about a month. Over the past few weeks, many things had changed in my life. I was now a true slut (His slut); my wife had officially asked for a divorce; I had moved out of our house; and I had quit my job. Yes. My sole purpose in life was now to please my Owner... and whoever else he wanted me to please! I was happy....
Author's note: Contains non-consensual/reluctant sex / femdom / BSDM / bondage. Please note, I understand that in the BDSM community consent is paramount, and that is not accurately reflected here in some scenes. Which is, in fact, the whole point. * * * 7.49 a.m. What kind of a time was that to a university student? 7.49 a.m. wasn't supposed to exist for...
They exited the dance floor and made the short trip to the back area in record time. There was a code of sorts that was used to determine the availability of the rooms. It was a simple system. Colored plastic cards were hung on the door knob—red, green, and purple. The one on top determined the occupancy of the room. Green meant no one was inside. Red meant...
Author's Note Characters really do take on a life of their own, so it's not my fault that I'm writing erotic fiction. I'd been developing characters for an unrelated project, and two of them couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was like those annoying neighbors that have loud sex all the fucking time, only it's going on in your own head and you can'...
Growing up in a small town in the northern Midwest, I had not experienced a lot of gay sexual action. I was actually not gay, but had always been curious about what it would be like to be with another man and suck his cock. When I was 18 in high school I had an oral sex session with one of my friends from the drama club (I know what you're thinking...but,...
The pickup basketball game at the dorm ran late and I had to get out to the polo field lickety-split or I'd miss the start of practice. So, I stripped off my T and used it to dry off my chest and pits, tossed it in the backseat of the trusty vintage T-Bird convertible, and roared off toward the mountains, toward the practice field at the Moss Grove winery in...
When I got to the first turnout up the Waimea Canyon Road and couldn't see anything I knew that my worst fears had come true. The fog had beaten me. If I'd just gotten up a little earlier I might have had a better chance of getting clear weather. But it was late morning now and things weren't going to get better. Kauai, the smallest of the major Hawaiian Is...
This past Holiday Season, My wife and went out of town for a shopping trip. We checked in at motel for the weekend, and had a nice dinner and drinks. While I had visions of a long, lusty, swing-from-the-chandelier style, hotel room sex, we ended the evening with a set of blue balls for me because she had her period, and to quote her: "that's just gross". I c...
The exhaustion of and loss of strength from the previous day's unexpected sex encounters may have accounted for my tennis match the next day, but it's just as likely that Ben was just a much better tennis player than I was. He agreed to let me try to recoup the loss and set up another match for two days hence. As I had hoped, we were the only ones in the gr...
This is part 3 of a 3 part true story. It will be followed by a brief epilogue. For this to make sense you may want to read parts 1 and 2 first. * My head was swimming during the drive home from Jim's, now for the second time I remember very little of it. Jim's big cock, Laura's relentless and very effective humiliating control, Dee's trashy but very hot l...