[This is the subsequent chapter to the ongoing story with the same name about an Indian housewife. Through means fair or foul, Asad has almost molded Komal to the stage where she is flung into a turmoil, torn between revulsion and reception. Till, finally, she takes a decision that would change her life forever. The first two chapters were included under th...
Part 2 is here! Hope you enjoy. More to follow ASAP. ***** I couldn't quite believe my situation. I was standing in my boss' office, wearing a camisole, a pair of pretty pink panties, suspender belt and stockings and he'd just cuffed my hands behind my back. I thought my clitty was going to explode, it was so hard! He ordered me to spin slowly and I compli...
Read “Taylor’s Tailor, Chapter 1” for an intro. And, for a totally different look at Taylor’s exploits, read the “Deirdre’s Downfall” chapters. Just click on my name and go to the link. Feedback and votes are much appreciated. After months of sexual abstinence following my divorce, buying a house in a new locale, and settling in, it appears that my self-im...
"There is a beast in man that must be exercised, not exorcised." -The Satanic Bible *** It was Christmas Eve, and Jolly Old Saint Nicholas had one last job to do. A job he dreaded. Standing at an iron door in the side of a mountain at the top of the world, he lifted a rusted key from a chain around his neck and hesitated for a moment. Maybe this year, j...
Standard disclaimers. This is a story about sexual exploration and, open relationships. Open relationships can and do happily exist; but they are not for everyone. If you do not believe it is at all possible for open relationships to exist without damage to any and all involved parties, please do yourself a favor and don't waste your time reading this. ....
His email came last night at precisely 9:00 p.m. And they would meet today at 5 pm. She had awoken with a shiver - she knew she would be with him tonight. And his instructions of the previous evening set her ablaze. They would be going out that evening before he fucked her. What a crude way to put it she thought.......but those were her words to herself. S...
Chapter 2: Amiens My Dear Bartelby, 26 May 1727, Amiens Bart old man you can not imagine the boredom I have faced in this Godforsaken Frogville. I don't understand why foreigners have to speak some jabber jaw that means nothing, they should learn English like all right thinking gentlemen. At least I have a knack for languages and I can speak Frog tolerab...
Drisana paced the promenade nervously. Three weeks ago, she had been on Earth enjoying a simple walk through the northern Utah mountain side. She never could have planned on what happened next. On her way back down the mountain side, a sudden overwhelming dizziness overcame her, followed by the feeling of being pulled in a direction she never even knew exist...
Sandra went deeper into the murky underworld of deceit, and past a message onto Mr Cheesman, letting him know, she was willing to give him the diamonds back. The reply soon came, and Cheesman was more than willing to discuss matters and asked for a meeting. Charles found himself sitting in the Range Rover overlooking the river Welland as the early morning m...
Finding a mate is one of the toughest processes you will ever go through in your life. It can take years of hanging out at bars, joining a church, or participating in other singles activities. You hear stories all the time of people searching for a decade to find what they want. Finding your slave is even tougher. Now don't get me wrong if a few sessions wi...