King Garbin held his arm out straight through the bars, his fist clenched. Then his fingers straightened, and Kinlee's eyes widened. Dangling from a long, golden chain that glinted in the flickering torchlight, was a delicately formed, intricate key. It swayed, and her wide blue eyes followed the tantalizing movement as her mind calculated all the possibil...
Present day: We arrived at the 'Sissy Salon' which was a covert sex club for downlow gay wealthy men and lesbians. As his agent and pimp I collected all his performance fees. I walked into the 'Sissy Salon' to make sure that everything was in place so my sissy husband could perform. Then I went to his dressing room to make sure everything I requested for me...
"Chastity Wright!" He smiles and greets her with a warm hug. He hadn't laid eyes on here since she left where they worked together last spring...and couldn't believe his luck running into her. She was a knockout and was also the subject of several of his masturbation sessions over the past 2 years. He also notices that she hasn't lost her ability to look sex...
Kinlee woke with a glorious smile, her arms slowly stretching. Snuggling deeper beneath the blankets, her mind drifted. Suddenly, she sat up in the enormous bed, one hand holding the sheet to her bare breasts. Her mane tumbled in disarray around her shoulders in a golden halo. Rising panic flooded her. He couldn't have. He wouldn't have. Kinlee forced he...
Merritt came into the Dungeonopolis gift shop with Darrell's chastity belt in her hands, looking exasperated. Hinton smiled. He enjoyed Merritt, she was fun and cute, and they had a flirtatious relationship, though of course he was a good forty five years older than she. Hinton actually was a retired mechanical engineer; he'd had a hobby of building and r...
Letter From Shana By James Pendergrass – Copyright James X. Pendergrass 2012 Hello, My name is Shana. I'm a 32-year-old, happily married suburban woman. This is the story of how my marriage came to be the way it is. Let's start with the basics. I come from an upper middle class family. I'm white, hold a master's degree, and am a marketing director at a...
My name is Linda. I am on my way home to my husband of 6 years, to tell him he is now a cuckold. I spent last night at a hotel with Ron. I keep wondering if I have gone too far, I love my husband to death. I want to spend the rest of my life with him and grow old with him. Most of all I look forward to having children with him, raising them and driving them...
This is part 1 of a series. This story is "FICTIONAL." "Come in and have a seat Mrs. Jackson," Dr. Emerson said to her patient who was waiting in the waiting room. After sitting down, Dr. Emerson introduced herself to the patient. "Hello, I'm Dr. Emerson," As she put her hand out to shake Mrs. Jackson's hand. "Pleasure to meet you Dr. Emerson." "Pleasur...
As Darrell entered the Ballroom, he saw a skirmish going on... "Why, Kimber, why can't I just go to my support group, ma'am?" a pudgy fellow in an alligator shirt was pleading of a frosty blonde. "You told me I could go if I scrubbed the garage, and drank a quart of your urine...now you've changed your mind just because your girlfriends stood you up." "Cedr...
Mrs Darcy was an imposing woman, beautiful and elegant, but strict and unsmiling. Dark hair and dark eyes. A hint of Irish in her accent at times. I had never met her before, but I recognised her from the TV. She had a recurring role as the vengeful ex-wife of the hero of a long-running period drama. She never smiled there either. She was standing behind me...