It was a heatwave type of day. Thirty-two degrees Celsius and sunny blue skies. I decided to head home. No I didn't have a valid reason, but I did have a "good" one. The kids were home with the babysitter and it was their nap time. The babysitter, who my wife had hired mind you, was breathtaking to say the least. Long blonde hair, eighteen with a cute fa...
This is the fourth chapter of my wife's execution of the punishment poem I submitted to her suggesting ways to atone for my inability to control my orgasm. Please review the earlier chapters for the full poem and the humiliations I have been forced to endure because of my failure. I did not think she would actually perform all of these cruel punishments on m...
He knew he was beginning to make progress when he started to notice the nurses. Most of them were pleasant enough, but one in particular caught his eye. When she took his blood pressure, and his arm inevitably found itself in the vicinity of her breasts, at the same time he was trying to take a peek down her scrubs (not really low-cut enough). At least once...
Elsa ran upstairs after her friend left and entered the small room. She grinned as she took the tape from the machine. “Mmm, I’ll watch this downstairs… bigger television, bigger picture,” she giggled. She made her way back downstairs, tape in hand. She slotted it in the machine and rested back on the chair that Anna had previously pleasured herself on. E...
I stepped out of his limo in front of his house, though I guess house wasn't really the word to describe it. More like mansion. I knew he had money, but I didn't think he was this wealthy, though I guess I should have since the house, ok, mansion, was in the Hamptons. The driver handed me my small suitcase and I started towards the front doors, terrified of...
"Fuck!" Anna yelled when the vibrator came back on. Her eyes glazed while she tried to focus on cumming during the 10 or so seconds it was stimulating her. She was forbidden to touch herself. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she yelled when it turned off. "It's just not fair," she cried. I had her practicing hand jobs on her dildo while viewing my hand job playlist on t...
I'm really looking forward to my next country time with Sharon. Working with her is nice, of course, knowing what we know about each other. We're drawn to each other, and it's hard not to continue where we left off, when we're working. But we're not the type to go sneaking kisses and caresses behind Agnes' back - we observe propriety. She's dressing a littl...
The sleazy Indian clerk wouldn't leave. As soon as I let him into my place he made himself at home. At first I was afraid that he would force himself on me but after watching him indifferently trash my apartment I was wishing that he would do whatever it was he wanted to do and go. I stood helplessly fuming as he rummaged through my belongings. I couldn't...
I met this chick in my summer session Accounting class while in grad school. Leigh was a voluptuous blonde, had a thick Southern accent, and worked at the cosmetics counter in a high-end department store, so she really knew how to fix herself up. She wasn't quite gorgeous, but was definitely good-looking, and veritably oozed sex. Don't confuse her with my hi...
While we had breakfast, I was thinking about last night and how things didn't go the way I expected. "Kate about last night, you didn't react in the way I thought you would. I thought there would be tears, when I admitted my fantasies. I thought there might be an almighty row, even you wanting a divorce. Instead you were incredibly understanding, supportive...