This story is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes with multiple partners and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some (probably most) readers. All sexual activity in this work is between characters are 18 years of age or older. Themes: contractual sexual slavery, piss drinking, gangbang, restrained,...
Titus O'Neil parked his Cadillac Escalade next to Brooklyn New York's most expensive restaurants. With him, was former longest running Divas Champion, Nikki Bella. They recently finished performing on a local house show a few hours before so they decided to stop at a local restaurant to have a good time and eat out together. "I got millions of dollars, baby...
My brain is racing through the endless possibilities of what Jerome may use me for as I drive to the convenience store by my house. I can practically feel the buzz of energy that is running through my body from my own arousal and nerves. Never did I expect that a wickedly naughty Friday night would turn into a devilish fuck at my school on a Monday, followed...
He took me out to a really nice restaurant to celebrate. I wore a sexy blue dress that showed off all my curves. I knew he wouldn't be able to take his eyes off me. We sat at our usual table in the back. We ordered wine and food and talked about our day as we waited for it to be brought out. All of a sudden, he hopped over to my side of the booth and kisse...
***** indicates a switch in the Point of View between Taylor and Xavier. My name is Taylor, and I'm on my way to meet my new sub. We met online, and after a few chats, I deemed him worthy of meeting in person. He sounds like a real dork, but luckily I like dorks. I love that look of innocence they have, the awkward glances at my lovely ass and breasts. An...
Rob slammed the oven door shut, fuming. Shooting a glance out the window he could see his wife laughing with their guests, mingling and enjoying the BBQ. Which was exactly what he was supposed to be doing, it had even been his idea -- yet here he was precariously balancing trays of food, struggling on his own to prepare everything at once and without a singl...
I was sitting down in the cold dining room wondering what to do with that house, something I used to do any time I had free, avoiding to think of Martin, his picture and last letter still in a corner, looking distant through the opaque glass of the cupboard. Tightening my shawl around my body I thought there was food and shelter, I definitely could not comp...
Six weeks had past since the last event. I had finally found a decent job and the days had become hectic. Gen and I barely had time to see each other. I'd get home, slap her a high five and she was off to work. The weekends were time well spent though. Friday morning arrived and I was looking forward to the lack of stress the weekends had been bringing recen...
An Evening with Rachel My name is Nick and I spend a lot of time on the road with my company, DataIntegrity. I do a lot of forensic IT stuff to make sure companies, in particular, their employees are on the up and up. For the most part, it is not too hard of a job because in general, most people are cautious about what they do at work. But for that small pe...
It was an ungodly hour, or at least it felt that way. Five AM. It'd been a damn long time since I'd been out of bed at this hour except for fishing or hunting. But here I was, standing in Walmart checking on complaints that one of my people wasn't fully stocking the soda rack at this particular store. I'd left the house at four, driven an hour to get here, j...