On Sunday morning I awoke to find myself alone in the bed. I sat up and my head protested by exploding. Well, not literally, but that's what it felt like. Thinking how much I hated hangovers, I stumbled into the bathroom and downed some aspirin. Resisting the urge to go back to bed I made my way downstairs to find my wife Jolene in the kitchen drinking a cup...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. Master Boutsos waited patiently in his study, for his husband and wife submissives, Kevin and Kathleen, to arrive. He had been train...
****There is not much sex in this chapter. Sorry about that folks! This is more of a 'setting the scene' chapter. Thank you for your patience **** I lay in my new bed for what seemed like hours. It probably was. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling and thinking about what had happened. It was all so huge that it stretched credibility almost to breaking...
Jeff and Kris were a happily married couple. They had experimented sexually before their marriage, but with marriage and children, things had slowed down. They both wanted more time together, but struggled to balance it with the demands of life. Jeff decided to whisk Kris away for a vacation for two. He arranged for the kids to be taken care of while they w...
That night Alan is allowed to choose any of Lyndsay's outfits and underwear. Lyndsay has bought him a pair of size 8 high heeled shoes from a fetish shop. Once he's put on the suspender belt and dark stockings he slips his feet into them and finds that they fit him perfectly. A pair of pink frilly panties follow and even before he'd got into the black minisk...
The five judges had retired to a private room to decide Beyonce's fate. Would it be her former band mate Kelly Rowland who promised a year of pain? Or would it be the lead singer of the Pussycat Dolls who intended to make Beyonce her own (and everyone else's) toilet slave? Or could it be Solange, Beyonce's little sister who had a year of cock and cum lined u...
This is a story of how I became a sex slave. I met my beautiful wife/mistress of three years in our sophomore year in college. We had two of the same classes together. She was majoring in accounting and I was a business major at a large southeastern university. I was a transfer student and this was my first semester at the university. I was scoping out the g...
The beginning of the summer of my eighteenth year was, like the rest of my life before it, inauspicious. I had just finished high school where I had enjoyed a successful year, at least academically. But, lacking athletic skills or particularly good looks, my social life, particularly as it related to girls, was disappointing. College loomed before me in the...
I'd been working at the bookstore for about a month. I got along well with the owner, Mrs. Johnson but she was pretty stuffy. She was friendly enough, but seemed very conservative. She wore dresses most of the time and they were almost always below her knees. She always addressed me as Mr. Barnett and though her name was Chloe, she insisted that I call her M...
There was a girl in a small town that all the boys wanted to have and that all the girls refused to acknowledge. Some thought she was the spawn of Lilith because of how many boys (and men) she had laid with in the biblical sense, but the rest of the town saw her for what she truly was. Just another teenage girl who didn't get enough attention at home, so she...