3:00 pm 12/16/15 - Present day My name is Christine, and I'm a 30-year-old high school teacher with a very interesting tale to tell. I'm a sex slave to a computer. But to fully understand what brought me to this moment, I need to start from the beginning. I grew up an only child in a farmhouse. It's not that my parents were farmers they just wanted the so...
As her suffering daughter hung only ten feet from her, mother was tired and went to sleep quickly. But tonight's dreams were different from ones she had stated to have on occasion since discovering her daughter's desires last weekend. They became much more intense, and much very pleasurable. During these dreams, both were slaves under Mistress Tonya. Made t...
Benny Price looked a bit discomfited as he entered the Marathon room. There were four guys, kneeling on pillows... Yes, naked as the day they were born, jerking their dicks VEERY slowly. They looked exhausted, and Benny looked at Nora, his beautiful fiancée, and wondered what the hell he was doing here. "You were so busy with work, you've missed the la...
Dear Shoeblossom: Brinker stands, a foot precariously on each chair with his hands behind his head, like an arrestee. I shake my auburn hair and wave my double D's at him, well displayed in the bikini top, blue with sailboats. "All I'm saying, Jessamyn, is that it wouldn't hurt to ask Shoeblossom. He's great about answering letters in my magazine, and he's...
Dear Shoeblossom: Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it's so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which r...
Dear reader, The following is one chapter of an ongoing story. It is not intended as a stand-alone piece. Some chapters may be more graphic than others. ***** CHAPTER 2 I accompanied Miss Ethyl down a hallway and around a corner. When we entered the small office, a smiling face turned from her monitor to greet us. "Good day, Miss Helen." Miss Ethyl sai...
I'm Veronica, and I torture my masochistic husband. We've been married for four years. My husband was looking for a relationship where the woman would be in control, which I craved. My husband wanted a tease and denial relationship and I thought that would be fun. I enjoyed helping him pick out a stainless steel chastity cage for him to wear. It took about...
Dear Shoeblossom My first husband was an asphalt salesman; he sold cork flooring, too. I locked him in a plastic belt soon after we met; that much time on the road can make a man quite frisky. And of course you know the type. Ralph "Rip" Muztagh was a flirt from the word go. And he had what you'd call a long "cunt collar" amongst his friends. One of his...
Man, there is nothing that beats breathing in the crisp, cold air of an early November morning in the wonderful city of Chicago thought Mark Pace as he entered his work station at a Fortune 500 consulting firm. Mark couldn't help but notice how similar he seemed with all of the other young associates. Like most, he was a standard 25 year old white male. Stan...
Chapter 10: Edged in the Dungeon Each of the chapters in this series may be enjoyed as standalone stories, but the events and characters are richer within the context of the whole story. -------I tugged the paper johnny tight around my waist as I attempted to walk normally with the hunk of metal between my legs. It was no use. And the damn johnny didn't be...