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All characters are at least 18 years of age Dedicated to that hot sexy lady attorney in Milwaukee who inspired this story -- You know who you are -- Thanks for your "sexual stimulation" as a catalyst for this story * January is here! UGH! Another miserable winter. The only way it could get any worse is if my husband, Patrick, were transferred from Milwauk...
(This story is true. My Master and Husband, Sir Edward, has written several stories about my sexual adventures. They are posted here under his name. In this case, he instructed me to write the story of one of my latest adventures myself) We were at a nice nightclub/dance place in Pittsburgh. It was a Wednesday night not long ago, and on each Wednesday night...
The main character of this story, Danielle, is real. She is almost as big of a slut in real life as she is in the story. Sometimes the story doesn't begin to touch how much sex the little club slut has or how wild she can get... ___ Osman and Lee walked toward the coffee room while enjoying their lunch break. As they did, they passed Danielle's office desk a...
Warning: This story contains graphic scenes depicting humiliation, pain and watersports. It also depicts female submission. PLEASE do not read this story if you are offended by any of these topics. Thank you to Jennifer M. for the inspiration behind her namesake in this story. I hope you find your Domme. Thank you Robert for your helpful comments. This i...
“Make sure your makeup and hair are perfect for tonight. We are going for the record.” That was all the instructions Master had given her when he told her to clean herself for display. They were going to the club, that was obvious. Master was going to do something with her on stage. That also was obvious. But what? It wasn’t a slave’s place to know what he...
The second part to follow shortly, I hope. Mandy has shown me the tales she has been telling you in the earlier chapters – well here is my story. I love that Mandy will let me show her off, her big tits and shaved cunt, to see men looking at her, wanting her. Knowing if I tell her she will let them see every inch of her, watching her cunt get juiced up, he...
It was the most conflicted Penny had ever felt in her adult life. Here she was, wearing an office skirt and blazer, in a sex club of all places. Satisfaction was billed as a high-end BDSM club for the corporate elite. Technically, that 'corporate elite' now included herself after the big promotion she had received last week. The talk around the office was...
Killian and his two slaves enter Club Messalina. New comes to New Orleans, they had just emigrated from Germany. Killian was a tall blond Scandinavian, his top slave Gabrielle was a dark haired full breasted Italian, who held the leash of the bottom slave, an Asian named Ting. They approached the desk where a white clothed African American sat. "I am Killi...
We are standing at the edge of the dance floor, swaying to the music. The club is crowded, but I can still smell you. Your arm holds me tightly around the waist, pinning my back up against your front. I can feel your arousal pressed into my bottom from behind. Our hips move together to a rhythm that is about so much more than the music. You brush my hair ge...