Gray's cock returned to a full erection despite having already indulged in the luxury of two ejaculations earlier in the day as he was pulled naked over a chair, his ankles bound to the rear legs, his wrists to the front ones. He would receive the cane from the young ginger Hattie while Ella, Constance, and Penelope Minter and the maid Lorna looked on enthus...
{Note: This is the seventh in a multi-part story series describing the evolving relationship of a woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but they read much better if you start at the beginning. Go to: Erin Ch. 01 - Female led Relationship. JQGraves} ******** "Oh... Yeah... Oh yes. That's sooo good....
My name is Ted Ashton and I am twenty-six years old. I am assistant pastor at what some of our detractors have called the richest church in northern Virginia. We are that, of course, but I don't like to describe us that way. It was a choice job offer that I got right after I received my Doctor of Theology degree. Unlike most assistant positions it paid wel...
Still holding me by my enlarged penis, Darien led me to her bedroom door. She stopped, turned around, and placed her hands on her hips. Then she began to speak. "Until I get you a collar and leash, I'll have to lead you by your penis. I expect you to remain silent, keep your hands by your sides, and otherwise remain unobtrusive. Do you understand?" I could...
Like I mentioned earlier, this is a fiction series involving an upscale white couple leading a cuckold lifestyle with a young Black man. If this is not the kind of subject that you like, please don't read any further. Several months had passed, during which some noteworthy events happened. Master Faisal had been successful professionally: He received His P...
After having been dominated exclusively by my beautiful, sexy wife, Betsy, our entire relationship of 30 years, I had a perfect life. I love it when she'd dominate and humiliate me. But at times, the recent activities of her friends abusing me had become too much. Add to that, that our three teenage daughters knew of my tiny genitals, and that I was being d...
FORWARD: This is the third of five episodes of the Dressed for Disaster saga, immediately preceding “Vendetta’s Diary.” Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of the...
NOTE -- This is a work of fiction, intended only for the entertainment of adult readers. * Despite the discomfort of her 'boob-job,' and the other surgeries, jenny had enjoyed their Caribbean 'vacation.' During the drive from the airport, she was impatient to show her friends the 'new jenny,' but felt the weariness of the return trip. She was happy when Ma...
This is a prologue to a sci-fi story called "The Donation". It is meant as a dystopia. Do not read this prologue or the following chapters, if you can not handle stories about a patriarchal regime. "The Gender Reconstruction Act was narrowly approved today. All remaining women's rights have been revoked. Leading feminist protesters were arrested today, on c...
The Empress sat on her throne, trembling as the enemy approached her Great Hall. Her lower lip quivered, goose bumps formed on her flesh, and the chill of fear gave her the shivers. The Nasucrean Empire had fallen, and there was no saving it. She was the last Empress, the end of a long line of female sovereigns who had dominated the civilized world. Sadly...