800 The next morning she said, "I'm going to give you a break tonight, because I'm a little worried honestly." She wasn't actually worried, but she liked the concern this brought to his face. "We have to get to eight hundred tonight. You almost didn't make it to seven hundred last night." "Well you started the night by tying me up, giving me a blowjob...
CHAPTER 1 I have already described how we rented a room to Roger, who turned out to be bisexual and how both my husband Michael and I came to enjoy sex with him. It would be usual to describe Roger as our lover, but I must make it clear that this was not the case. Michael (and only Michael) made love to me. Roger just fucked me - very well I might add, and...
Hanna arrived a few minutes early to Rockefeller Center where she was supposed to meet Jovita. It was Christmas Eve, or as Hanna liked to call it Erev Christmas, and the famous Christmas tree was up in the plaza. Hanna looked at it as she thought about the change in her attitudes over the past year. A year ago, I wouldn't have looked twice at a Christmas tre...
"Yes, I have my passport." I reassured my mum for about the thousandth time as she kissed me on the head wishing me luck and telling me to have a good time. I was relieved to walk through the sliding doors into the terminal at Heathrow to the sight of all my friends. Our flight was leaving in three hours: plenty of time to go round the shops with t...
Hi there! For all of you who have followed me this is a continuation of Humiliation at the Power Exchange. IT does not take place at the Power Exchange but rather at Elsie's home. If you haven't read the first chapter I would recommend it, it will add much more hot sexiness to the story. Also, I really really really appreciate comments and rates. Even if t...
She sat on the hard kitchen chair watching me cook. That she sat there was largely down to the fact that she was tied to the chair; her hands behind her back and in turn to the back of the chair and her ankles to the two front chair-legs. It had taken her a while to comprehend how I, as the Master, was going to cook. Her instincts and previous training (or...
Excitement. Sex. Those are the things sorely missing in my life right now until I met him. At first, things were just nice. We work together at the grocery, exchange pleasantries, talk about trivial things. He has always been pleasing to the eyes—tall, muscular, sweet almost cherubic face, kind hazel eyes, and an unbelievably gorgeous ass as far as I can...
Please feel free to ad to this story to finish it, but only add if you feel you are a capable writer with something to add that will not compromise the feel and plot I've created. Thanks a ton for reading, and for writing! I can't wait to see how this is finished! * * * * * At any given moment if you were to ask me, Adam Green, what my greatest memory from...
I was the head of a boutique clothing company. I started the company in my early 20's and built it into one of the leading fashion wear brands over the last 20 years. The greater strides I made in business the more focused my time and mind came on my business. The men I dealt with in business were fake and I hated the idea that a compliment should make a wo...
It was only a text from my girlfriend. I mean, how ominous could something so seemingly innocuous possibly be? Melinda wanted me to meet her at 9:00 P.M. at her home. She hadnt discussed the possibility of anything resembling a date for the occasion, so there were no definitive plans to go anywhere or to engage in any specific activities except for my visiti...