Wednesday, June 17, 2015 It happened again today! This is the third time! What is going on! It was lunchtime and I was rushing across the intersection to get to the bodega. I suddenly yanked off my jacket and just let it drop to the pavement behind me. All around, woman began stripping off their clothes and just tossing them aside, as if undressing in publ...
Meredith sat on my lap slowly and casually stroking my penis against her left thigh. My hand fondled her left foot. She had on her light purple short robe with nothing on underneath it. Her breasts were covered but when she was on the upstroke, I could almost see her nipple. Every now and then she would stop stroking and wiggle her toes in my hand while givi...
Author note: Here is the fourth part of this series. Just a word of warning: it can get a little bleak at times and the first part of this chapter does have more than a hint of Non-Con/Reluctance to it which is why I tried to make the second half more light-hearted. I hope it doesn't put too many people off but every story needs a villain or two and things c...
Bob Bledsoe was a forty-four year old visiting professor of Organizational Behavior at the University of Minnesota at the Twin Cities campus. He had obtained his doctorate several years ago and had a promising career as a professor until he was lured away by the big bucks that could be made in business. Bob was talented in that he was able to translate the t...
For this sequel to The Domme Club, I am switching the category from BDSM to Loving Wives. Seems that many of the stories in the BDSM category are more hard-core. And this story is about Loving Female Authority. As it is a sequel, the story is best read AFTER reading The Domme Club. Once again, all respectful feedback, as well as voting, is very much appr...
So there I sat, on a sun lounger by the pool, looking out at the solid blue water in front of me. Above, the sun burned bright like it does in the Med, but the white walls of the house shaded me as I languidly smoked my cigarette. I had a nice cool beer to my side, so was nicely buzzed. If it was mid afternoon at this point, I figured I probably had another...
The damn phone rang at 6 AM. I wanted to ignore it, but Marty was all over it. I mean this was an adventure to Marty. He didn't understand that it was just a job to me. I was going to work like hell not to pee on his parade, but there were no guarantees. I doubted that I could ever make myself believe that it was the trip of a lifetime for me. Marty went to...
Saturday morning. I am feeling cozy and warm in my small bed in my small room emerging from the night's sleep. As I become more aware I notice the pain in my balls and the head of my cock. As usual, my morning erection has caused my chastity device to pull on my scrotum and the head of my cock is pressing itself firmly against the end of its plastic prison....
Synopsis: The girl's journey as a slave begins with learning how to serve multiple Masters, and transitions to increasing her pain threshold. She is severely tested as she endures the unique and often perverted fantasies of the Chairman and the Board members. She was brought to the island's slave training facility to be personally trained by every member of...
I'd worked at the shoe store for two weeks. The manageress worked some of the weekdays, but Sherry and I held down the shop through most of the slow day time. One side of the shop was women's and girl's shoes, which was Sherry's domain. I dealt with other side, men's and boy's shoes. The day Marie came into my world started out hot and windy. Business w...