My name is Susan and my husband Charles, we are both 25 years old and have been married for one year. Recently Charles has been very depressed and He lost his job when the company moved to Malaysia. Lately his performance in bed has been sub-par and , in fact, he can't get it up most of the time. We feared he was becoming impotent but the doctor said the pro...
For the context of this story read, "Interview at the BDSM Club." Pam and I stopped for lunch and talked about the things of that we experienced at the BDSM Club the previous night. We still could not believe how turned-on we were, even though last night had been non-stop sex. We talked about the things we had done at the instruction of Dr. Liz and Dr. Emil...
"We the women of Afghanistan walk a fine line, we are supposed to be super traditional, upholding our Islamic faith and culture proudly by being chaste, pious, and we're supposed to always be respectful and deferential, especially in our dealings with the male authority figures of our faith, as you can see, Doc, I definitely don't fit the mold," Fauzia Samad...
Marjorie sighed heavily as she kept walking- Faster and faster, Mistress Carrie might be looking. She really was trying not to lag, but her breasts hurt SO MUCH, dragging that horrible chain behind. But Marjorie didn't want Mistress Carrie coming out with the spruce switch. Marjorie seen Mistress Carrie put a few of them in the bathtub, and the switches w...
A Kellog Serial "Hello, Doctor Andrews?" her voice quivered anxiously. "This is Amanda Stevens. Do you remember me?" Indeed, I do, thought Dr. Andrews, as he answered the late night telephone call in his office. It was Wednesday. The day that he closed his office early so that he could catch up on his paperwork, which routinely took all night. Just five ye...
The night air was pleasant, in contrast to the hot temperature earlier during the day, and Sally had just arrived at the alley to meet her lover. Damian was awake; it was as if he was waiting up for her. He was almost done smoking a cigarette when he heard the familiar sound of her footsteps; he quickly eyed her walking towards him. This was the signal for...
Rebecca didn't sleep much that night. She hadn't been sleeping much at all lately. The old blanket was scratchy and smelly and every time she tried to curl up the straps of the body harness cut into her more tightly. The chain that ran from her collar to the hook on the wall didn't allow her head to reach the floor. She had to lean back against the rough boa...
Two weeks later, Doug entered the waiting room again. Even though his mind had been almost completely occupied with thoughts of this appointment over the past two weeks – he had trouble focusing at work, often taking breaks to masturbate while imagining how this day would go – he had no idea what to actually expect. He noticed that he couldn't hear voices th...
Meet Karen Ambrose, a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and green-eyed, chubby and plain, fifty-something white woman living in the City of Amarillo, Texas. Karen is like those typical Karen types seen on the news. She is nosy, full of herself, entitled, and obsessed with her neighbors. Karen has recently entered therapy due to her problems, and her doctor has su...
She looked around her apartment one last time. Her suitcase packed, she walked out the door, determined to make a change. She knew that her fear of men, and especially their little members, had held her back from the promotions she deserved. She was smarter and more competent, than her peers. She let that thought linger for a moment. Her "Peers". Ha! That'...