"Keon," Kaiya called out sharply, walking from the house and stopping on the patio to look around quickly. "Where the hell are you?" Kaiya fumed as she stepped onto the tiles surrounding the pool and crossed the yard to the pool house, her robe flowing behind her, her sun kissed bikini clad body shining in the sun. Stalking to the pool house, she pulled open...
This is a continuation of the story of Sexy Sally, her husband Harry, and Harry's Boss, Bob Simpson. The time is the next morning after Boss Bob Simpson has seduced Sally, Harry's wife and turned her into his slut mistress. ------------------------------------The Morning After I awoke about 11 o'clock the next morning. Bob was already up and gone, but he h...
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Chapter 1: Sexual Awakening Alex's morning ritual had changed lately. Typically he would start his day by slamming his alarm clock, getting out of bed, brewing coffee and taking a shower. But now, Alex was generally restless, always waking before his alarm could rouse him. He would rush to his computer immediately checking his messages, today was no differe...
Sunlight streamed through the open window of Francis' kitchen on a beautiful autumn day. The temperature was mild and a light breeze blew through the open window, carrying the scents of fresh fruit and warm oatmeal throughout the humble abode. Classic "big band" jazz music blared from a radio on the counter as Jessica and Francis sat at the kitchen table wit...
So here I was, laying in my bed, under the sheets and in probably the worst pain I had felt since I broke my right arm, playing hockey in the 8th grade. Sun light shone through my window, birds chirping outside. It was a beautiful warm summer day, and I wasn't planning on getting out of bed at all any time soon. I had even called in sick at my work... hell...
Mark stood staring at his bathroom mirror. He looked at his phone: 6:00 pm. He needed to leave soon to get the sushi and arrive by 7 pm. He had found an old pair of shorts to wear: one size tighter than usual. The shorts clung to his ass and showed his round cheeks. He bent over and looked back over his shoulder at the image in the mirror. Tight, he thought,...
Note: This is the fifteenth episode in a series entitled "Roxanne and Willie". If you have not read the previous fourteen episodes of this series, I encourage you to do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recom...
Throughout my fifty-plus years on the planet I've always harbored submissive thoughts and tendencies, but never really had the nerve or the opportunity to act on them. The time, place or partner never quite worked out properly for me to do so. In many ways I suppose I fit the quintessential profile - in charge during the day, but secretly desiring to just s...
The trip to the Lodge lasted about four hours where they arrived there by 14:00. Don drove most of the way spelled by Marg. The four sex slaves Daisy, Lee, Jackie, and Diana sat in the back of the van, trying to get at much rest as they could. The lodge according to Marg was owned by a cooperative composed of friends, all sex slave owning masters and mistres...