"Now spank that ass," Jessica harshly ordered into her web cam. "Yes Mistress," Was the usual weak submissive reply through the crackle of her old computer speakers. "Harder"! She yelled, "Do it harder or I'm gonna make you squash those useless pathetic balls of yours." "Yes mistress, sorry mistress," Weakly answered the lame excuse for a man as Jessica l...
"Prologue: How it Began" The events described here happened in the 1970s. Before smart phones. Before the Internet. Hell, before Penthouse Letters. Which means that what I was (a cuckold) and what I am 40+ years later (still a cuckold) were not things I heard about and got curious; apparently they sprang of their own accord from my fertile and fevered littl...
READER ALERTS... without giving the whole story up let me just explain that this story could go into at least 7 categories; Interracial, Fetish, Loving Wives, Mature, Exhibitionist, Anal, Erotic Couplings. It's a sequel to "Daughter of the Pastor" and the sequel to that one with the tag "Mother" added to that one. Please look at the story tags attached to...
"Wake up, bitch!" The words were followed immediately by a splash of cold water from a bucket that sat close by. Mia screeched and sputtered, lifting her head to glare at the man standing before her with the bucket. He was laughing at her, watching the water drip from her chin down to her naked breasts and off her nipples hardened by the combination of cold...
I followed Daniellah, trying not to walk like an old man. I was stiff from too many hours of interrogation and my ass still ached as a result of Livshitz' style of interrogation. Daniellah barked out instructions in Hebrew to several security people as we walked down the corridors of the airport. This was the part of the airport that travelers never get to s...
Tim sat on the dock all night, dying inside and cursing his stupidity. The very thing he tried to avoid had come to pass. Why would Eve go back? Had this been her plan all along? There were so many unanswerable questions. If only he'd been able to control himself. If only he'd kept his dick in his pants. If only he'd turned Eve over to the authorities, she'd...
I saw a lot of Larissa over the next couple weeks. She'd have me over to the house, or just show up at mine. When she wanted it, she wanted it bad and she didn't waste any time getting it. We tried different positions, but none worked as well as when she sat on me facing away. "Reverse cowboy" she called it. She'd just tear off her clothes, push me on the be...
Master James was only in the States on business, and was due to fly back early the next morning. When he had a planned a free day sight seeing in San Francisco, he had no idea that his last day was to be spent with a wonderful new submissive, the manager of an exclusive restaurant just down the coast. Stephanie was learning fast. She was learning that she l...
Lots of people who have mental problems, like I do, have a death wish of one form or another. Some commit suicide, whether self-inflicted or by cop. Others take up dangerous activities which significantly increase their chance of dying. Most just continue to plod along, unhappy with no reasonable prospects of getting happy, but too gutless to end it. I was...
Here is where I give you the standard line about all of the characters and events are fictitious and don't bear any resemblance to actual people or proceedings. Thanks for reading, and I encourage any and all constructive feedback. * I couldn't believe what a conniving bitch I married. The worst part was the fact that I didn't know anything until she broug...