I. It is cold tonight, I think as I watch the wind whip at the tails of Auryn's long, black leather coat as she stands on the poorly lit porch negotiating with the man standing in the doorway to the small ranch house. I wondered if his neighbors took notice of the Bentley parked outside of his house, and what they thought if they did notice. Auryn's car see...
A head to toe shiver passed over her body as she heard his door close and she waited for him to open the passenger door. It was January, and the last of the snow was melting off the shaded spots, but her chill had far more to do with the situation she was now in than the outdoor temperature. Her vision was blocked by the black leather blindfold her Sir had p...
My life started to disintegrate ten years eleven months and one week after it began. I suppose I should explain who I am. My name is John my wife's name is Susan. We met twelve years ago at a party of a mutual friend. The bloke she went with left with another girl leaving her stranded. I had noticed her when they had arrived, her light red hair on a body wit...
It was a great day for Matt. He had nailed his presentation at work, gotten out of the office early, and found a great deal on gas, to boot. The spring in his step followed him all the way from the office, to the gas station, and was clearly there when he pulled into his driveway and into the garage. The second he walked into his house, all those great feeli...
It had been weeks since I'd brought to light my idea of my wife, Suzie, strapping on a big dildo and taking me dressed as Desiree, the Hot to Trot Transvestite. While at first she teased me with possible participation, it never came to be, despite me bringing it up on several occasions. She really didn't care for me dressing up, jealous of my clothing expend...
It is said that in college one learns some of the world’s most important lessons. One of those lessons was not to judge a book by its cover. A lesson I had the fun of learning hands on. It was the fall. I knew this because the leaves were turning the odd dead colors of orange and brown, sometimes yellow, and school was back in session. I found myself perfor...
Author's note: there is no such person named Malcolm Madison, he's a figment of my imagination, and while there may be plenty of ladies named Pandora, the one in this story is purely fictional as well. This is fantasy. Have fun, but remember - practice safe sex. Now let's get one thing straight for starters. There's nothing gay, queer, whatever name you wan...
Joyce and I were gone, attending to other things for a couple hours before we returned to our still somewhat reluctant companion, giving him time to rest and become accustomed to his current condition. The discreet monitor in the corner had registered only snores and our other ally, baby, had not noticed any distress. It was still cold in the deep dungeon ro...
"Get on your knees! Get on your knees slut!" "Yes Mistress." "Now suck my pussy, now!" "Yes Mistress." Leanne Jones was a airline stewardess. At 5'7 119 lb., with a tan, thirty-eight C tits, and a nice round ass, she was a sexy stewardess. On her off time, she was a lesbian dominatrix. In the beginning she loved her "work." She loved the fact that she ha...
There was a sharp knock on my apartment door. I grabbed my handy Barrette and slowly made my way to the door. With blinding speed I threw open the door, grabbed the assailant and shoved my gun under their nose before they had a chance to react. It was then I saw it was my landlady, Mrs. Leftowitz. "Oh, BD that was so much faster than you did it the last 20...