She finds the site by accident; and, having found it, finds herself returning to it, over and over again, her fascination and arousal growing stronger with each viewing. During the day she finds herself thinking about it: about the stories, the descriptions of the punishments. So humiliating. It can't be real, she thinks, only another example of online fant...
The summer sun billowed through the half-closed louvered window dressing, casting several wide lines of light across her tense face. Pressed against the wall, she had limited options for movement; she would try to keep her eyes protected from the piercing sunlight, but she yearned to keep them open to view the unfolding drama. Light illuminated her parted mo...
Tina had never been to this part of the city, she would rather not come if not because she was so desperate. Five months since she got laid off from the supermarket job, her husband was in the graduate school not earning a single penny. It was obviously not a big model agent, what do you expect from a agent which only can be classified as third rate supplyi...
They say the eye is the window to the soul. Well I can tell you that when I put my camera in front of my eye, those souls are laid well and truly bare. Flasher Watkins they call me, snapper extraordinary to all the best top shelf magazines and most of the worst. If a magazine editor wants some hot young lovely draped across his centre spread, it's me he cal...
Dixie Jackson rolled her new smart phone in her hand, her father had asked why she needed a fancy phone when the only internet on the Jackson Ranch for miles around was in the house, but Dixie had plans for her new gadget that she could never tell her dad about. She played with the settings on the phone to confirm it would do exactly what she wanted and befo...
Becky gasped and Megan looked up. Megan's eyes shot wide as she quickly fumbled to pull up her pants. Becky looked away after a moment, but she couldn't deny what she saw. She could feel even herself blush at it though. Megan was severely embarrassed. As she got herself situated though, she tried to mask it all with a joke, "Well I guess we're even now?" "N...
Being a Real Estate agent, clients gladly granted Clark intimate access to their personal space while they were away. Their bedrooms and closets were left open, and, at times, he perused. Often the homeowners had cleaned up and stowed away embarrassing items deep into closets. One time, however, he was adjusting a box on the top shelf of a closet but couldn...
My wife Donna and I decided that we would enjoy making porn movies with her as the leading lady and me as the videographer. And after successfully doing it once - with a young guy named Luke (see Volume 1) - we agreed to do some more. It was a simple deal. I had our recreation room rigged with a half dozen hidden cameras that I would run and monitor from a...
Through the long telephoto lens of my DSLR camera I could see a young woman carrying shopping bags standing on the lower concourse of the shopping mall near the 'You are here' map of the complex. Click. I was sitting at a café table in the food court on the next level up, looking down over the railing, watching for her. I had watched her go into the Urban...
Ben had just been dropped off by his parents for his first year at university. He had just finished dumping all of his stuff into his new room which, much as he'd expected it, was small but liveable. He locked his door and turned around ready to set off to have a look around when a girl walking along the corridor with a teetering pile of belongings in her ar...