I drove home still in a warm afterglow from that excellent milking. I realized that there was something very appealing to my submissive side about being milked like that on my hands on knees. It brought a smile to my face as I pulled into my driveway. I walked into the house with my briefcase turned toward me so my wife didn't see the "got milk?" bumper stic...
CHAPTER ONE A year ago I was sitting on top of the world. I had a $350,000 house, a voluptuous wife named Amber, a successful business that we owned, a boat, a Harley and a generous bank account. And then like most men that have it all, I screwed it up royally by having an affair with my best friend Paul's wife. Paul has been my best friend my whole life. H...
March 14th, 2018 I've had it, I could take no more. 21 months without an orgasm was far more than I could take. She really pushed me the past year, keeping me focused on March 14th. "The day you'll finally get that steak and a blowjob. It will be mind blowing, shooting all that pent up cum and desire into My Mouth and no matter how much, I'll swallow it al...
They left me alone the rest of that day and also that night. I drove to work the next day (Wednesday) with the chastity device in place, happy that my wife hadn't noticed it yet. Of course, the way our sex life had been going lately, she may not notice it for a while! When I walked in, my secretary was already at her desk. "Good morning, got milk?" she said...
I was left in my chastity device for close to a month, I was beyond going crazy. She wanted to control my orgasms fully but it was not just my orgasms. She wanted me to know she was in control all the time and not to forget it. From the start of the day, she would wake me up every morning by running a finger up my leg to my caged cock and balls and circle t...
The next day at lunch with Mary, Susan pulled her camera from her purse. "Check these out girl friend, you made a mistake passing up on this cock!" she said to Mary as she showed her the digital pictures of my dick. Mary gasped as she scrolled through the pictures, squealing with delight at the ones of "Susan's property". "Oh my God, it's huge! Have yo...
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...
The building had a red brick facade with three large blacked out windows that were protected by thick rusty bars. The door was painted bright red with black oversized hardware. It was early morning, 5AM, a damp fog hung low muting any sound coming from the docks nearby. To my left, three seagulls sat on a gun barrel piling fluffing their wings to ward off th...
Four years a slave. Down in Mistress Scarlett's dusty dungeon. Surrounded with stocks. This is the story of - I don't even remember my real name. Danie... no, Dante. That's it. Dante. I would tell you how I got here if I wasn't all drugged out. From what I could piece together, I was a nightclub. There were chicks twisting around their wet bodies around the...
**This is Room 3. You may wish to read Room 1 and Room 2 prior to this edition to follow Jay's experience through the Institution** ***** Jay followed Maia, still struggling to balance on her heels, out of the hospital-style corridor and back into the octagonal foyer of the institution. A muscular man - younger and better looking as far as he could tell t...