I stand with a group of Shelly's friends and pretend to pay attention. My mind somewhere other than their conversation. Shelly and I haven't known each other long so I am a little shocked that she invited me. We see each other in the mornings headed to different places but sharing the same cafe. I think there is a mutual attraction going on. She is marrie...
This was some years ago and still makes me smile. I was wrapping up a messy divorce around the same time my little sister was getting married. I really wasn't in the mood to have a +1 at this wedding. I had reconnected with a lot of my friends during my divorce because while I was married the ex was really all about cutting off my social connections. I kno...
This was some years ago and still makes me smile. I was wrapping up a messy divorce around the same time my little sister was getting married. I really wasn't in the mood to have a +1 at this wedding. I had reconnected with a lot of my friends during my divorce because while I was married the ex was really all about cutting off my social connections. I kno...
My Wounded Hero I was lying on a firm bed. I'd been here before, I knew it. My eyes fluttered open and I realized I was in the same bed I first woken up in, only now the room wasn't white, but pale green. I looked around the room while I tried to remember what had happened. In my mind, I saw flashes of the dungeon, Fleck and Wyman, the video, the arena, the...
I love the morning, sun shining so brightly through the blinds. It makes the most interesting patterns on your body. Lines of dark shadows crisscrossing the suntan of your skin, and each time you toss or turn it creates another picture. It doesn't take long for the light to wake you up, and always in such a cheerful mood, smiling and laughing. You leap out...
I awoke to the sound of a splash. It was Deb in the pool. She always was a morning person. I looked at the clock. 10:00. Hmmm. It was Monday morning. I had taken the week off work for some long overdue stress relief. I looked outside to see Deb moving the chaise lounge chair into the sunshine. She was a Sun Goddess. Her tanned body looked exciting in the h...
The sound of the dead thundered his ears. He sat on his throne while the dead screamed and the rocks fell and crumpled into the lava that surrounded him. His fingers pressing into his temples, they pulsed with the stress of being who he was. Hades. King of the Underworld. A job that was given to him by his brother Zeus, whose attitude often got him into...
Clyde made sure he recorded everything as Fox-Janner greeted the soft blonde, not with a kiss, but a harsh slap about the face; he then virtually dragged the distressed nymph up the stairs, his cock poking up and lifting the black silk. In the bedroom he ordered her to strip, and with just her panties on, he pulled her down on to her knees by her long blonde...
Too late did Gordon Smith realise his admission of submissiveness to the glorious redheaded goddess was permanent and possibly fatal. He now knew he was trapped and doomed to a life of servitude to the feminine gender. He was led naked through Lana's luxurious house to a patio at the rear. He was made to kneel and face the secluded garden area, and his heart...
Sunday morning began as every morning over the last month did. The light snapped on and Michael awoke- exhausted, deliriously horny and frazzled from his perpetually light sleep, his body pulling against the ankle and wrist cuffs securing him to the double bed as the vibrating butt plug finally stopped its relentless stimulation of his prostate. Ms. Choi rem...