I don't believe that there's a man reading this who has been symbolically castrated as thoroughly as I. What began as virtually a sexless marriage for my wife and I, has remained a sexless marriage, but changed drastically in nature. In effect, my wife took a passive withholding of sex and turned it into an active withholding with female domination as the we...
"Warning: If you are provoked by racial language, and / or very extreme violence in retribution please stop now. This is not a story for you to read." Author's Note: Understand that if given the chance in society that most people would react in violence to the threat of violence. They would do so if there was a threat to a family member from Rape or the t...
Back on Argos every window in the palace blazed with bright light in the inky darkness as yet another dinner party was running late. Lord Phoreneus, already drunk from far too much wine had decided to extend the party, especially since the dance troupe had just arrived. Telledice lounging on a couch on the upper tier of the banquet room, glared down at her h...
Recap: Miss A had just finished a luxurious bubble bath and was returning to her slave who was chastised and gagged with her pantie hose and a ball gag, with Miss A's wetted panties draped over his nose. Locked away in her dungeon, after an arduous breath control play session, her slave was spread wide at the ankles with a spreader bar, bent at the waist wi...
To anyone who enjoys this unfolding story, Please feel free to leave direct feedback. Comments are quite welcome, but I always love the chance to reply to you as well. Yours, TaraxXxTease *** A thumping on the door woke Noah. Eyes shooting open he bolted toward his clothes—but the hinges didn't last. "You're late," Cain thundered, gripping the boy by th...
The evening of April Fool's Sweat poured from Marcus' brow; the hot and sticky kind you feel in sub-tropical rain forests. But Marcus was not in the Amazon or Congo. Marcus was enjoying an April evening; on a lake; in Austin Texas; temperature about 63 degrees. Or at least he had been enjoying it. The spring wind blew and caressed Marcus' skin with the pro...
Hallo to all my readers, Sorry this has taken so long to get done but I have had some things I had to deal with in real life. I have already got started on the next instalment. Please take the time to comment and vote. Mygypsy ************** The shrill ring of my mobile phone had woken me instantly. I had swung my legs around so I could sit on the...
By my third week of motherhood, I was feeling good enough to begin taking my baby on short walks. Bundled up in her stroller – it was the dead of a midwestern winter – she gurgled and cooed while we made our way to a nearby market or drugstore, and I was insanely proud of the fawning comments she got from passersby! I almost always wore pants those first few...
I first met my wife whilst I was on a break in Durban, South Africa five years ago. I was based in Lusaka in the final year of a four year assignment in Zambia and I needed a week or two in a somewhat normal country and found a small but elegant beachside guest house on the internet and booked in for a week. The owner promised to send her daughter to meet me...
The events in this story are true from my life's experiences, only the names have been changed. Cuckold; a man whose wife fornicates with other men. In his play, 'The Merry Wives of Windsor', William Shakespear uses the word, cuckold several times. The word comes from the chicken farmers of his day. When their rooster or cock grew old, they would bring in...