Continuing Cast of characters: Bob, or Robert, or Dick (or whatever Mistress decides to call me): Me Rick: My boss Brad: An office co-worker, loves to get on my case Sharon: A pretty co-worker Jim: another co-worker, very cocky and arrogant David: another co-worker, pretty suave, the women all like him Rod: Office co-worker in an adjacent cubical, ver...
My phone buzzed, and chimed softly. But not with my normal text chime, with the soft, sexy whisper of my mistress, with the soft command "answer me now", and underneath that, the subliminal subtle trigger words "suck cock, panty girl". The app mistress had installed on my phone allowed her to choose the volume level, and select the chime, so I was grateful t...
As I discussed in a previous letter, I had accepted the role of being the door prize at the swinger parties held by my step-son John and his wife Christine. I would arrive before the guests did so, and cover myself in whatever little costume they had prepared for me. I was a kitten, a bunny and a puppy on various occasions. And of course was required to wear...
You're a very fresh law school graduate, and after passing the Bar exam, you've recently been hired as a very junior associate by my law firm. One day, after you return from your lunch hour, I call you into my office. "Yes?" you ask. "What can I help you with?" "I see you're testing the firm's dress code today." "Oh!" you exclaim, starting to blush. You r...
9 The Presentation Peter Hendon sat at his desk in the basement car park, leafing through a porn magazine left for him by the night guard. It was usually the quietest time of the day just after lunch, so he expected to enjoy two blondes caressing one another's mounds in a barn. However, Hendon's studies were disturbed by a van rolling through the gloom and...
Nicolle's need for filthy sex continues. This time it's a garage full of black cab drivers. As I watched all her dirty acts, at first they seemed so disgusting, but then even I became aroused by her level of perversion and ended up using her for my own pleasure. Hope you enjoy this chapter about Nicolle, the filthiest slut I've ever known. * * * * * * * *...
Mr. Smith called me into his office. "Shut the door Miss Wick," he said as I entered. Dutifully I closed the door behind me, my thumb pressed into the knob to lock it. It was a quick and well-practiced motion that I was used to. "Have a seat," he said, motioning to the chair opposite him. I perched on the edge of my seat, attentive and ready for his orde...
His name was Michael Hancock, but they called him Professor Cock. More than a juvenile nickname, the moniker was said to have some basis in fact. At least that was how the rumor went: that the young English professor was hung like a stallion with endurance to match, and had proven as much to more than one female student over the past three years that he'd...
Never drink two glasses of Absinthe and then stay up all night when you have to go to your office assistant job in the morning. Jane couldn't sleep because she'd been up all night masturbating, an unexpected side affect of the foreign liquor she'd decided to try on a whim. Now she was sitting at a desk in an office floor full of people, silly from lack of...
Gina knocked on the door of Jason's apartment and waited. She hoped he'd be home on a Saturday afternoon as she didn't want to waste the trip. But she'd finished the papers for the meeting on Monday and there was no way that slut Tracey was going to get the credit. It was hot, but Gina was comfortable in the tiny top and cut off shorts she had chosen. She'd...