Slave/slut, Fannie, tells her husband how she craves being a dirty whore! (To my loyal readers. I have received many emails from you in regards to skipping over Fannie's slave training. I have been working on that part of her story for some time and I am happy to announce that you will be able to read every detail in my next chapter. I thank you for your p...
I arrived home and I was a nervous wreck. I had this amazing cocktail of feelings running wild. I was turned on, I was humiliated, I wanted it to stop, I could not wait for Monday and I certainly did not know how I was going to get through the weekend. As always I was home before my husband. I went straight upstairs to the bathroom, where I striped off. The...
Hema had recently broke up with her long-time boyfriend, a Indian Muslim by the name of Ejaaz. The two had planned to get married, but a disagreement and subsequent argument put an end to any possibility of that. If Hema had one true weakness in life, it would be the circumcised men. Her knees would turn to jelly and she would most often transform into a...
The alarm woke her from her sleep, stretching she smiles and thinks to herself that she loves the sound of the alarm in a morning. Looking Him over as He sleeps she thinks it a shame to awaken Him but knows that it has to be done, knows that He has to go to work. Moulding her body against His she slides a finger over His sleeping cock, feeling it twitch un...
Author's notes: This is a work of fiction regarding consenting adults, group sex, sexual enslavement and other erotic things along those lines. If you do not like those topics please move along. Thank you. ***** As 5 o'clock approached I made my way into the bathroom, removed my blouse and skirt, then strode into Nick's office wearing a pair of very cheek...
You found Samantha Palmer attractive from the moment she first walked into your office to apply for the Social Media Manager at Google, but your obsession with her grew over time. She came into the interview as a woman who knows she's attractive - wearing a skirt long enough to not be slutty, but short enough to show off her fine pale white legs. You like hi...
*Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzz* I jumped in my chair realizing where I was and I must have been day dreaming again. Since we met I'd been doing a lot of that and it was becoming noticeable at work. LeAnn one of the other clerical workers here at Blandish and Martin Attorney's at Law, walked up to my desk asking me if I was alright. I looked up, blushing; telling LeAnn I'...
So, here's the background story with Noah and me. We met in some D/s related online chat. We both had strong tendencies in that direction, but weren't sure where we wanted to go with things. We're both married, and while I thought I understood my reasons for cheating (I was on some sort of revenge fuck-a-thon after my husband did me wrong). I could never und...
***This should stand alone on its own, but if you want to read more background, check out the first memo "An Office Memo" *** ***** MEMORANDUM To: Frank McCaffrey From: James Fields Re: Office Appraisals During Your Absence Frank, Here's hoping your trip went well and that you enjoyed the conference. I know how much of a pain it is to travel when...
“Yes? What is it, Miles?” George Peterson looked up from his lunchtime crossword and glanced idly at Miles Slattery as he grinned at him around the office door. A few crumbs from his chicken sandwich had scattered over sixteen across; one of the many clues that George had still yet to solve. “Have you seen her yet, boss?” Miles was one of the younger memb...