You can own a great many things. Possessions are always beautiful, they are always taken out of jealousy. A Mercedes is comfortable, it’s power is unquestionable; the way that the leather feels on skin, the way the seats embrace the occupants, the radio sings as beautifully as a siren; but the car isn’t owned for it’s creature comforts. Its owned out of jeal...
As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoralized submissive. My wife, who was the love of...
This is a true story by a drop-dead gorgeous mid-thirties housewife (so I've been told) who has been proudly black owned for the past three years. Many of the details may not be as graphic as you would like, but I am putting this together from three years of memories. I'm sorry for the long delay in writing this chapter. David got transfer orders and with a...
What a chain of events. My wife and I started out as a conservative Christian couple trying to live a pure life. We were learning that some of the mainstream congregations welcomed all colors and races, but sometimes it was to fulfill societal expectations of inclusiveness. When an interracial couple moved in next door, we went out of our way to invite them...
Brad's Story After Meredith had come home with a massive creampie in her panties claiming to have fucked an ex-boyfriend, I began wondering if we were moving toward that inevitable end. After all, I had suggested that we play the pick-up game where she flirted with other guys and then we went home and fucked like animals. I had devised a plan to dress her l...
After the crazy collaring weekend, our home life shifted slightly back to some form of normalcy. Master would send us occasional texts, orders, etc., but overall there was nothing significant that was transpiring and in fact Miss Jenny seemed sad that more activity was not taking place. At work it was a bit of a different story...Master was his typical domin...
The Day of the Ceremony is Finally Here Part 7 As I drove home from work, I could not stop thinking about how our lives as slave and slut had escalated so quickly. What felt like days ago, I was a powerful executive about to obtain my new and even more respected position, but instead I was driving home soaked in my colleagues urine as the new office demoral...
Tonight was one of the three formal nights aboard ship on our fifteen day roundtrip cruise from Los Angeles to Hawaii. Angel and I were very excited as we changed into our formal attire. I was wearing a black tuxedo and bowtie. Angel looked magnificent in her royal blue evening gown cut low in front to accent her beautiful milk white breasts. It looked lik...
Four months ago, Ann's lover Vince moved in. Peter and Ann just celebrated their fifth year of marriage. Ann was a voluptuous woman with long black hair cascading down her back to her waist. She had 44DD breasts, an ample ass, thunder thighs, broad hips, beautiful green eyes and smile which made Peter melt. Marriage, but not wedded bliss. Peter stood 5 fee...
Introduction: I mostly wrote this story to explore a new genre and to learn more about the subject of cuckolding. This story is mostly fiction. Some of the story material came from my research on the subject, however I did get some parts of the story from my own personal experiences. I also got some of the story material from women who told me about their...