Leaving the Men's Chastity Support Group, Spalding Tyll started as he saw a familiar face exiting the Pain café's famous Tea Lounge. Following Spal's cousin, the brilliant scholar, Siddons Tyll were two pretty twenty something girls, giggling and pointing at him. And with them was an older woman in a somewhat unfashionable mink stole. "You see, girls, I...
I could almost walk normally Tuesday, which was helpful considering I had a meeting with my bosses and their bosses, and I already limped enough without having a swollen bruised dick in my pants. My job was physical labor first and helping customers second, showing my bosses that I was sore as hell and barely able to walk was like asking for less hours. The...
A Halloween Costume Contest and a chance meeting with a mysterious Asian businessman awaken a new side to Anna, a pretty blond 30-something with a wild streak in a small Iowa town. * Ringgggg. It's...his phone. It's him. "Yes, sir?" I respond, my voice soft, "You...need me?" "Indeed, bui," the deep, lightly-accented voice answered back, "I need you. Plea...
Two days after Kassidy's encounter with Sean, Jackson was in the middle of a pretty intense ab workout when he heard his phone ringing. "Fuck," he sighed, knowing he would have to answer and if it was a bullshit call, he'd have to build his intensity up all over again... He got to his feet and wiped his sweaty hands on his shirt and went to answer his phone....
Keeping within the San Diego City speed limits, I drove my cheating wife to the airport. She was flying out to Mexico to meet with her lover of the last three months. As I drove, Connie commented on how much she liked the bay and the sea. She chattered all the way, dizzy and ditsy as usual, with everything all about I, I, I... Me, Me, Me... I want, I want,...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Writer ponders the reason for Nude Day, when every day is Nude Day. * Admittedly, I'm a pervert but, sadly, I'm not a pervert in good standing. Doubly ashamed, for being a pervert and for not being a pervert in good standing, unable to do anything right, I no longer know where I fit or don't fit in society....
Authoress notes: The following story is as much about the current state of college football as much as it is about sexy coeds in bondage. Supposed student-athletes don't get paid anything, and aren't allowed any special benefits, while the coaches and administrators make millions. Somehow a lot of poor student-athletes wind up with nice cars, and stuff like...
Mia double checked the documents in the folder she was carrying before knocking quietly on the hotel room door. Her boss, Mr. Tanaka had worked for weeks to get Mr. Zhao to agree to let their factories handle manufacturing his company's new line of products. After negotiations lasting all night, they had finally came to an agreement and signed the contract...
I had been contacted by Gordon, one of the men who had been at Fred's birthday party night, where I had previously acted as a stripper for the evening. He had got my number via Fred who said he was sure I wouldn't mind him getting in touch with me. Gordon had a business night planned for a couple of his work colleagues and also for a couple of prospective...
I stared at the flickering computer screen and watched the spreadsheet in front of me curl together like day-old gravy. It was like a slow leak of gray matter was collecting in puddles across my desktop. Two million dollars in savings needed to be squeezed from a budget already gutted beyond recognition and I had a better guess why the Mona Lisa was smiling...