Part 5 When I awoke the following morning, I found myself still naked and lying on my bedroom floor. There was some stiffness in my back from sleeping on the hard floor, but I was well rested because I made it through the night without experiencing one of my forced-nudity nightmares. Little did I know that I was about to experience one of my nightmares for...
She sat back in the chair, naked save for the thick strap-on dildo protruding from between Her legs. Beckoning to the boy, She gestured him over, Her eyes running over his smooth naked body as he crossed the room towards Her. She loved to watch his slim naked form; every inch of him was so delicious, and She knew that every inch of him was Hers alone. Takin...
When we got near to the house, I had Cindy strip naked. There was not a ton of traffic, but a couple of trucks passed us on her side and must have gotten a good look of her naked body. I instructed her to crawl into the back seat and pull out the white baby doll that matched the one Linda would be wearing. She complied, giving a couple of cars a good look at...
At 8 p.m., the multi-level building where Josh spent well over a third of his waking life, earning his bread as an advertising executive was empty. Everyone else had gone home three hours before. But working overtime to secure accounts was a fact of life for Josh, and he spent at least three nights a week in his office until 10 or 11 o'clock, or even lat...
"Ouch!" Doug yelped as the minivan went over a particularly large pothole. The drive from Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia, to Sen Monorom, a small town in the northeast of the country, had already taken almost 7 hours. Doug knew that the road was likely to be in a rough condition, but he was not quite prepared for making summersaults every 30 seconds or...
You ever had one of those days when you've been neglected for so long by your husband that your mind starts to wander a bit? Really? Me too. I'm Lisa. I'm thirty-seven years old, married to Randy for ten years. He travels a lot, so I'm home a lot. I have black hair, I'm five-foot-five, very slim and fit and tanned. I tan a lot around my pool and had been d...
Tommy looked up, suddenly aware of a presence in front of him. He was still strapped to the slender punishment frame, although the young nurses had finished liberally applying unguents and liquids to his bottom and legs. Somehow, his tight confinement to the frame had seemed to give him comfort, some stability perhaps. He had seemed to be able to relax as...
This is the first in a series of stories in which a successful business woman looks back on her life and asks herself whether she is a slut. In each story she tells, in the italicized portion of the story, a tale of one of her more memorable sexual experiences. If you just want the sex, skip to the part of each story in italics. ***** 2010 "I'm 60 years...
Troy woke up with the mother of all headaches. He felt awful. Looking around he tried to work out where he was. His memory flipped through options, rejecting each in turn. The room was totally unfamiliar, it was large, pretty scruffy with no window; so he had no inkling of if it was day or night. Troy looked at his left wrist, but he seemed to have lost his...
On this summer Sunday Jack Cunningham stood in the kitchen in nothing more than sagging Y fronts. Julia, dressed in her church-going clothes, stood before him, snapping out orders. She was telling him to dust all the front parlour, sweep the hall, take the carpets out and beat them on the clothes line. Jack stood, sheepish, holding the failing elastic with...