Sarah was on the bed, sitting on her knees and clutching a blanket. She was holding it in front of her like a shield, as if needing to hide. Sarah was smiling at me, however, looking up from behind the blanket with those bright green eyes. She had just been pinned down and fucked by Brad for the second time in a month, which she obviously enjoyed. At that mo...
Lilly instructed me to go upstairs and strip, and to remove my wig. "I have to get some bags out of my car. I want you naked and in the shower when I come back." I did as I was told. I was in a bit of a fog. I was now going beyond what I'd ever contemplated. Even if I'd worked up the courage to tell Lilly the truth, the most I'd have hoped for was the occas...
**Warning** This fantasy story series contains or will contain elements of Male Chastity, Orgasm Denial, Female Domination, Cuckolding, Interracial Sex, Bi-sexual Innuendo and Tendencies, Teasing, and BDSM Activities. If any of these topics are offensive you to, I recommend not reading. * It was a few days before she allowed me to use the rubber black cock...
Note: This is about my life as husband and boy with my Wife and Mistress. It is not fiction. I feel I am at a cross roads and am happy to be experiencing that with you at my side but also, newly founded, as the head of our house, the woman I worship, and the woman who is my lead. All of this is true and would be true whether or not there was bdsm in our lif...
Have you figured it out yet? Have you figured out which of your little insecurities is the one that drives you to submit? You've spent hours on the internet reading stories about dominating women bending weak men to their will. You should surely have some idea about submission and why you want it. Have you noticed the way the men give themselves to their Mi...
I'm know what's on the other side of the door which makes it both difficult to open and impossible not to. She sent me the text, a warning and an invitation, leaving my gut in knots of anticipation and pain. I know why it has to be this way, why nothing is just one thing, but opposite and incompatible things all at once. I can hear her. I need to see her bu...
Thank you Angel Love for editing this story. * My father told me it pays to be honest. Bullshit, it certainly does not pay. How in hell had I ended up in this situation? By being honest of course. Saturday three weeks ago, Susan and I were invited to a party hosted by Jane and Tim. We had been friends with them for many years. Susan had already planned to...
"Okay ladies. Please take a seat. It's time for our evening's entertainment to begin," my wife announced. She had invited her best friends and their husbands over for, as she put it, 'An Erotic Evening of Fun and Excitement'. We had all met through a swinger's website so this sort of thing isn't new to us but she promised all of us a new twist to the evenin...
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...
Chapter Seven - The Day After and Beyond Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment and vote. If not choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the seventh in this series. Please read the preceding chapters for co...