Chapter 2: Her Bitch Not wanting to seem too desperate, I ignored my desire to contact her. Sunday, I received a text message from her with two links. One took me to a small heart shaped padlock for sale, the other to pink silicone chastity tube. Ten minutes later, she sent another message, "If your prick is healed enough to masturbate, don't. Buy these ins...
She was sitting at her desk. Her office was the only one with a light on. The rest of the building was dark. But then it was 8:00 pm on a Friday night. The rest of the building, like most of the rest of the city, was busy starting the week-end. But not her. She was still at her desk. The reason I know she is still at her desk is because I'm still at mine. H...
Neither of them was unhappy necessarily. They were just bored. Bored can be a lot more dangerous. In the past when one of them got fed up with the other they would say something. Communication wasn't easy for them but when push came to shove they would get up the courage to let it out. He had asked for a divorce once. On another occasion she had packed a bag...
Chapter 3 - Geoffrey investigates It was Saturday morning and Geoffrey was thinking over his shaming experience again. He hadn't had a wet dream since his mid-teens and he had never dreamt about raping anyone. The messy result of Friday's dream had been so demeaning to him that he wondered if Mona's recording had really failed or whether she had practised a...
I slowly pulled the curtain back and sat down in the chair facing the window. I watch as you walk into the room with just a towel wrapped around your waist, and beads of water still sitting on your smooth chiseled chest. I remove my shift and panties knowing what will be happening next. I watch as you walk to the TV and turn it on, your favorite show is on H...
I didn't sleep very well. A combination of excitement; uncertainty about what I had just experienced; great sexual satisfaction; and a feeling of guilt all mixed together to make sleep difficult. Laying there naked I felt very vulnerable but also wanting to engage in another moment of passion. As I struggled with these emotions a hand reached across my body...
Friday morning. He will arrive home from work by four o'clock this afternoon. We've spoken often this week of our plans. I have errands to do this morning...first to the food market, then to my favorite boutique for sexy lingerie, last to the florist for a beautiful arrangement to grace our bedroom. Weeks ago I purchased exquisite nursing bras to surprise hi...
Warning!!! The central male figure in this story gets cuckolded! Those of you, for whom this is a problem, should go on to something different. If you do decide to read on, please know that I have intended to portray him as an exceptionally strong character and anything but a wimp! However successful I have been doing that is, of course, in the eyes of the r...
Dear Dora, I work with a guy named Don. Don had to go on a two-day business trip earlier this month, and he asked me if I would mind taking his wife, Carol to and from work each day, as he would have their only car. I said I would be glad to. The first day was last Thursday. After I dropped her off at work in the morning, it started to snow, and my the tim...
Chapter 2: Susan's Friday Lunches That night, I convinced Franklin to run to Target with me to pick up some jeans and a shirt to change into. I got home around 9:00 and was really wasted. Mark and I didn't talk much but Saturday I just told him that Franklin and I went to happy hour and I drank too much. But I wanted Franklin to like Mark's propel. Besides...