Chapter 1 - Meeting Mr. Kent Clark adjusted his suit again. It didn't matter how many times he wore it, it never felt like it fit. He walked into the building, and took off his sunglasses. This must have been the thousandth time he entered headquarters, but he still felt butterflies in his stomach. He was a secret agent. He, Clark Kent, had missions and ope...
Chapter Seven – Outage Ends With Bad News It was really the worst possible timing. The lights came back on and the elevator resumed climbing toward the floor that Thomas and Chris worked on. Fortunately for the three, it was Saturday, and there was hardly anyone else in the building so the elevator wasn't stopping on floors in between to let people get on....
Here are three new story fragments. All of these stories feature very cruel hotwives, masochistic husbands who have been deeply humiliated by their wives, and hot cuckolding. I adore cold hard bitches, who emasculate their husbands, and who assert their right to enjoy any other man they want to enjoy. In addition: one story contains Femdom boxing and one...
Like a ship on calm seas, John Marx drifted aimlessly through the dream. The golden sand warmed his back as he gazed up into the cloudless sky, he felt relaxed, contented and happy. A figure wandered in front of the shimmering sun. He squinted up into the shadowy apparition as it began to take shape; dark, tanned skin; long, jet-black hair; a bikini. John fe...
The logs of wood kindled with flame in the fireplace. Soaring Bach filtered the speakers and enveloped the room. Patrik, and his wife Sofia, lay on the divan in their night clothes, kissing. Patrik roamed his hand over his wife's breasts from under her nightgown, tweaking her erect nipples, then slid his fingers downward to massage the tiny forest of her pub...
I'm a plumber and owner of a successful plumbing business in a small Scandinavian town. Not a good guy, but nobody can regard me as a bad guy either. I was lucky in gambling six years ago and won a nice amount on Lotto, which I invested in the plumber business and a nice house. But I was less lucky with my love affairs which usually only lasted a few months...
It was time for my second lesson and I was told I had to be in top form. I had corresponded with a woman to be her sex slave. She agreed only if I could prove myself. I had written a long list of kinky things I was willing to do for her. She wanted me tested by her boyfriend. She made it clear if I passed the tests, I would be her slave but used mostly by he...
Carl paused at the heavy wooden door. He read the brass plaque centered on it, "Arthur Caswell, President and CEO". Now, just outside of his boss' door, his heart quickened. He'd been trying to think of why he was being summoned to Mr. Caswell's office. Could it be another promotion? But he'd just been promoted six months ago, his third promotion in four yea...
This is the second in the series about a young woman's discovery of exhibitionism. It contains a little reluctance. Special thanks to Xpoerotica for feedback and support. * When I got home after winning second place in an amateur stripper competition to get the money to pay my rent, I sat on my bed with a glass of wine. It wasn't until after I'd signed my...
The other shoe drops! POV = Jesse Wright The wife Mabel Wright sat, curled up on the couch, quietly sobbing so as to not to disturb her husband. Afraid of another berating, afraid of another beating. Afraid of being raped again. Afraid, afraid. He was strolling around the house preparing to go out for the evening. He had a date waiting for him to swing...