Driving home from work, I'm startled by my cellular phone ringing in my purse. I'm more than a little surprised to hear my master’s voice. "Slave, are you naked?" Lonny asks me. "No." I say. "For gods sake, I'm driving through downtown!" I explained. “Good.” “Drive to 1855 Parker Street, and pull in the garage.” “Get out of your car and close the garage d...
Today was a perfect day to indulge in a little sexy fun in my parking garage. The garage was sparsely populated leaving virtually no one parking on the lowest level which is where I normally park on any given work day of the week. I parked in the usual spot on the lowest level and headed into the office. On my way I was joined by one of the attorneys of my...
It was Friday. Two long weeks since Michael had last been under Laurie's control and teasing attentions. He had taken the day off and arrived at her house at mid-morning, letting himself in because she was at work. Carefully he followed the instructions she had left on the dining room table. His clothes and car keys were now securely locked in the cedar che...
Who says men don't have sexual fantasies? And, if they don't, then why are they always accused of undressing a girl in their minds? This is a four part story. Each time it states what actually happened, and continues with the fantasy. The setting: We had been married for less than five years and moved into a two bedroom duplex that was one of seven in a st...
She agreed to it, and because she loves me so much she wasn't going to back out. She never wants to disappoint me, but she did agree to something that was very straining and difficult for her. My fiancée, Autumn, agreed to allow me to have complete control over her one twenty four hour time period. Anything was available, nothing off limits. I was to have he...
This is a work of fictional fiction forgive any basic errors. Constructive criticism is appreciated, feel free to leave any comment it doesn't mean I have to read it though. Ladies... and me, because for the most part women seem to be more willing to read and comment on my writing, we are entering familiar territory for me. Susan's going to do some fun thing...
It was Saturday morning and I was sitting on my front steps reading the newspaper and enjoying a hot cup of coffee. My wife had left at first light to hit the garage and yard sales with her mother, so I was alone without a care. A movement across the street caught my attention so I looked up and I saw my neighbor, Pam, walking from her front door to the gara...
Oh my God, I've become a pervert! My wife has become a mentor for the neighbor, next door, on all things gardening. When to trim his roses, when to fertilize, the best watering times, etc. She naively mentioned the neighbor told her he keeps an eye out for her from his garage window. Duh! Little does she realize he probably keeps a cock out for her as well....
After years of flashing her shapely body to any and every man looking her way, after years of struggling to control the urge to flash and wrestling with guilt, when she couldn't, after years of private psychotherapy and group therapy, Susan thought she was cured of her sexual disorder of flashing. Nearly raped the last time she showed herself late at night o...
This is CHAPTER THREE of 'Sarah Sees Dean Naked'. And thus continue the deviant nude adventures of Dean and his friend Sarah. * In hindsight, I probably should have asked that question BEFORE opening the door. "Kidnap me?" I asked while rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Well, not really kidnap you." she said laughing. "There is no ransom note or reward or...