FORWARD: This is the third of five episodes of the Dressed for Disaster saga, immediately preceding “Vendetta’s Diary.” Patrick Summers wandered the streets of lower Manhattan in an aimless fog, the chaos surrounding him a lurid backdrop for the turmoil between his ears. He had just suffered two tremendous shocks: his narrow escape from the collapse of the...
I had to have it. I couldn't wait until my wife left for her concert, tonight was going to be the night I would master the Beast. Over the past several years my wife and I had added sex toys to our repertoire of deviant sexual behavior. It started out harmlessly enough with a vibrator purchased while in Vegas. My wife loved the multiple orgasms she could att...
In a future not too far flung, humanity has progressed to a stage where almost all production and provision of society’s needs is automated. With no need to work, all citizens are instead driven to find lifestyles that fulfil their own and each other’s fundamental desires. This is achieved by the medium of an overruling system of artificial intelligences and...
Phase 1 -- Layoff. Phase 2 -- Offer. Phase 3 -- Change of Status Phase 4 -- Iran Phase 5 -- Deportment School First Week. Phase 6 -- Deportment School Third Week. Phase 7 -- Deportment School Thirteenth Week. Phase 8 -- Deportment School Back to work. Phase 1 -- Layoff. We all knew something big was going on, the low buzz of layoffs was amplified...
First of all, if you are looking for some story about a guy who turns into a cockslut - this isn't for you. Our main character doesn't dress up for the first time and realise that he is really a girl either. And just to make sure, the wife is not sleeping around or trying to magically turn him into a girl either. This is a story about a couple looking to e...
Dave Forsyth didn't know what the hell he was getting himself into. The fool practically walked into his own nightmare. He did this by being careless to the wrong person. A mistake that was to cost him very dearly. This is the story about a husband, his loving wife and dominant black man with a taste for for sexual depravity and how all three lives are irrev...
We are sitting in a room...just the two of us, lights low, nice music on. Sharing a drink and laughing and smiling, as I bend forward and brush my lips against yours for a moment. You pull back slightly and look into my dark eyes...searching... We stand up and come together, arms around each other as we move slowly to the music...going no where, bodies rubb...
Myth: Secretly, women all really want an enormously endowed man and only pretend not to so as not to hurt men’s feelings. Men, how many times have you heard women say that it doesn’t matter--and how many of other times have you heard comedians make jokes about what a lie this is? Which do you believe, or do you not know what to think anymore? Women, surel...
The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
Somehow I've managed to restrain you to the bed; my always-in-control Sir completely at my mercy. I begged and pouted so prettily that you had to acquiesce. You do so love to make me happy and today I want to play on my terms. Your arms and legs are connected to the bedposts by simple cuffs, I can't do any of those fancy things you can do with rope. I'll s...