My name is Monica St Croix, I frequently cheat on my husband and it's not a secret; he's fully aware of what I do just powerless to stop me. See I know what you're thinking right now as you read this. You think I'm a bitch slut whore amalgamation that deserves no happiness in life and should be stricken from society. But; having said that there's also a damn...
She is finally leading me into fantasy and now I'm afraid to follow. I've seen glimpses of what's waiting ahead and want to turn away, but am too eager to witness the fascinating changes I keep discovering in her. I must know how far my gritty resolve and stubborness will wear away at her touch. The lone bystander to a rising Goddess, I watch in awe with...
Soft white LED tube lights filled the simple room. Within the room was a huge table lined with high walls. The room was sterile and white and even shadows were seemingly banished by the array of lights. Five black cameras watched the table, four in the corners and a large dome camera directly above. Dr. Bowman looked up from the monitors on the table before...
Jim Bob's eyes fluttered as he woke. When he attempted to sit up, and his wrists and ankles were caught by his bonds, he sighed. As he sank back down onto the bare mattress he closed his eyes again and whimpered. Those first few fleeting moments of consciousness, before the peace of sleep slams into the wall of wakefulness, his mind could temporarily hope th...
I began to think about what she had just said. "First hogtie? Punishment?" I wasn't sure what it was that she had in mind, but something told me that it would be a reminder not to disobey for the rest of the week. When she mentioned my dirty socks, I knew she meant that I would soon find myself gagged with them. My mind began racing about some of what she ha...
Author's note: This story takes place on the same day as my two other stories, "Getting Ahead" and "Something Afoot." It tells "Something Afoot in Washington" from an alternative perspective. ***** Chip had to make the best impression possible. He just had to. This was his first week interning in the office of Congresswoman McIntire, (District 1-CT). Firs...
Trust, it's one thing that can make or break a friendship. It's something that can take a lifetime to gain, and be gone in a second. It's also one feeling that doesn't require words to describe; enough can be said with body language alone. Rare is it to find friends you instantly feel you can trust within a day or two of meeting based on instinct alone, but...
There are no characters under the age of 18 in this story. All characters portrayed are over the age of 21. * All about sex. Susan's Saturday night 4F ritual of finding, feeling, fucking, and forgetting about men gets her through her week. Another Saturday night with Susan sitting in another bar having another drink while scoping out another room and loo...
Chapter 4 -- The three of us and a new friend. When I got back to the dorm Tracy was awake and reading the tablet. Her face was a mixture of shock and curiosity. "Be right back, I need a quick shower, ran like 10k this morning." Tracy nodded distractedly, not looking up from the tablet. I grabbed my stuff and headed for the shower. The run back had cleare...
Mia felt her skin flush and wanted to curse out loud at the interruption of her shower as well as her fantasy. Having Aidan standing there, holding the shower curtain open, had her furious. She covered her breasts with one arm, cupping her swollen and throbbing pussy with the other. "How the hell did you get in here?" He held up a ring of keys, Demon's keys...