It was morning, and the sky was blue. You'd think after a refreshing night's sleep I'd have been fit and raring to go, like any normal forty-something married woman with stuff needing to be done around the house. Ha ha. Instead, I continued to lie in bed, on my back, my legs apart, my knees raised, like I was in some erotic trance or something, which I supp...
Until now, I have kept my Lady Luck secret from the world. I will hide her no more. I am coming clean and declaring, loudly and publicly, that all the good things in my life came to me because of my luck, not hard work. I know my confession is inflaming the hemorrhoids of all the people who continuously preach the virtues of hard work. Hard work, they tell y...
It was a Saturday afternoon when my submission to my wife began. Megan had gone to do some shopping at the local mall, and knowing her as I did, I knew I'd have at least three hours to surf the web. My favorite sites were those that dealt with the feminization and submission of men. With this in mind, as soon as I heard her car leave, I powered up my compute...
[Setting the scene: the events of this chapter take place as the Rohirrim ride to Gondor. Éowyn has defied King Théoden's orders twice: first by disguising herself as a man named Dernhelm in order to join the ride, and second by inviting Meriadoc to come with her. Only Marshal Elfhelm is aware of both Dernhelm's true identity and the order to leave Merry beh...
(Kinky boss stories are standalone stories and are not serialized, though the common thread running through them is various bosses with quirky tastes) He was at his departmental store, looking at a magazine which had women tennis players showing their thighs and more and sexy film stars revealing their assets. Thighs aroused him as he imagined what was c...
You want me. I know you do. And you love me too. Admit it! On your knees, and spill it! I know you love me! You can't help yourself, I know it. You want to call me Master, don't you? You want that a lot. You like calling me Sir, but Master would be sooo much better, wouldn't it? You just can't wait to run up to me and kneel before me and call me Maste...
It was at the Autumn meeting that the strange story of the "fang" in our "Black Museum" emerged. The museum is really a collection of oddities from round the globe where our members have worked, but "the Fang" is quite famous amongst our members, mostly for it's being among the military bits and pieces. We'd had a damned good Dinner and the Speeches were m...
I am in senior year of school and anyone who has been to school at 18 will know it is not a pleasant time to be working when your friends are all out drinking and enjoying themselves but I needed to go back to school to go the university I wanted to go to. I am a tall fairly muscular straight guy who has had a few sexual experiences before this chapter in my...
The box made a loud thump as I dropped it onto the floor of our new home. It was our first house and my girlfriend Natalie and I were very excited to be moving in today. Although we didn't have a large amount of belongings it was enough to require me to enlist the help of two buddies and Natalie had invited her friend Courtney to assist as well. The girls mo...
This story takes place in February 2003. My name is James Willis. I'm a 28 year old former model that's a recently graduated Marketing MBA student from Richmond, Ohio that has been living in San Mateo, California working for my aunt's advertising company called Willis and Marshall Advertising. Marshall was the last name of her former co-owner, Douglas Mar...