If this was a dream, I didn't want it to end. There just inside the open doorway stood my wife of twenty-two years, wearing only a black lace bustier, crotchless black panties, and black mesh stockings finishing in black 'fuck-me' high heels. Next to her stood her friend from work, Kiesha, who if anything looked even better. A tall, light-skinned African-Ame...
"So, that's it. The new contract for Robert and me in our new life of bondage to you. I rather like it, in fact. It's making me wet, just thinking of how much we're both your sluts now. My hubby and I. We belong to you for life, by our own agreement. We will gladly serve you, as this contract stipulates, Master," Lindsay assured me, her silky hands caressing...
While I wrote this to work as a stand-alone story, this is essentially a sequel to "A Cruel Trick," and I'd recommend reading that story first. A lot of the content in here was originally in "A Cruel Trick," but cut out because I wanted to keep that story more about Kevin and Amy's relationship -- and I knew I wanted to give Jackie his own story. I found out...
Again you may want to read the previous chapters before starting this one. A big thank you to Estragon for editing this story making it a much better read. * I started my revenge with Tony who was the black guy that had sex with Mary Ann. He held a knife on me and I sat there and took it, watching my wife have sex and him laughing at me. I followed him a...
Dan and Patty were in a hotel in the city. They were in bed after the musical show they had attended, Wicked. It was a fun show and his birthday present to her. He had gotten the tickets before he learned she was cheating on him, before he cheated on her in revenge. "Should we divorce?" Patty asked ."Do you want to marry him?" Dan asked. "No, hell no....
AN--Small mistakes are likely possibly poorly developed plot too apologies all feedback welcomed enjoy I hope--AN Prologue: I sighed heavily as I walked up the road, I hated this job. I hated this life. There was nothing real about it. It was all a lie from my website to my name from my smile to my Rolex. As I knocked on the door I prepared my smile I ha...
Like other readers on this site, I have heard many arguments why one shouldn't harbour a grudge after being wronged. These arguments seem to centre around some people's perceptions that revenge harms all parties and achieves nothing positive. Please accept this as my counter-argument. Warning, there is no reconciliation in this story. If you like that sort o...
My name is Eric Jensen. I'm a journeyman carpenter. I'm 28 years old. I stand 6' 2" and weigh just over 200 pounds. I'm not bragging but I'm very good at my job. I know every aspect of building a house. I can pour cement, frame, roof, finish, pull wire and do the plumbing. Framing is what I do best. I have a couple of tricks I use. I can study a blueprint fo...
This is another short story without sex, dealing with a cheating spouse and how a fictional character deals with it. There is no burning, just a little bit of slapping. The main character does not do the slapping. For a change, I picture myself as the other man, the tall, well-muscled, handsome man with a lot of taste. I said I picture myself, I didn't say I...
This story is fictional. The events, characters, and locations are fictional, any resemblance to real life people and places is purely coincidental. I have taken certain liberties at some points in the story concerning the technology in use, otherwise, all other 'tools' are factual. ***** "Hi, Babe! How was your day?" Don asked his wife in greeting, removi...