Ch. 11 - A Long BDSM Session At The Club. March 28th, 7:30pm - BDSM session with Maria, Joan and Sue at the club. I ask Sue if she still wants to try a spanking. She says yes so I tell her we will take care of her before we go to the club. At 7:30pm, she walks out of her bedroom naked. Damn, she's fucking hot! Vanessa and I are in our Dom gear and sitting...
The following is based upon a true story with exaggerations added to enhance the story interest: I write love songs so here goes. ***** Story: Kinky voyeur husband-Watching the wife seduced- It all started one day when I made the mistake of bringing a big, handsome, rouged looking friend home from work with me that looked like the twin brother of my wife'...
Note: This is the continuation of a longer series about a femdom relationship. It makes more sense if you start at the beginning. This is a work of fiction. None of the names or descriptions is intended to portray real people. It involves consensual and nonconsensual activities. If this is offensive to you please move on to another story. There are thousand...
Thanks to Jezzaz's O.K. for my conclusion to his original submission entitled, "Words." This submission, like his original, has no hot sex. The reader might re-read or review Jezzaz's thought provoking work about the Mediator, Mike. In it, the wife Kristi and her secret lover, James, plead with Mike, Kristi's husband, to accept an open triangular marriage. M...
My name is Corbett. I have been getting more and more frustrated lately. I've been on this long patrol for four months now and I'm becoming a little testy. I haven't had real sex in all that time and the pleasure module in my cabin is starting to get a little monotonous. Besides, I am coming so quickly now as a result of so much masturbation that I expect my...
A fine day, thick and hot making Miriam Hancock's face dewy with sweat. She gazed at the house. Was this the place? She checked the card in her hand. No mistake. It was an unimposing Edwardian terrace house in a street of equally unimposing houses, narrow fronted, three stories high, the windows heavily draped. She went up a set of steps to a porticoed door...
Connie's Weed, Part 1 — Blooming Bosoms A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the size depicted in Wo...
I was awake half an hour before dawn, and went out onto the balcony to sit and think and watch the shadows of the ridge behind the hotel retreat off the bay and up the beach. It was very peaceful. Nobody was congregating on the lawn this morning. No voices were coming from the adjacent deck. Rain had chased away the songbirds but had since dispersed. The sil...
Brad had this area of the library pretty much to himself - there were only four or five other people in the reading room. It was the first week of the term, and he was trying to get back into his study routine. He was engrossed in his reading and did not notice the young woman until she placed her books on the table, and asked, "Would you mind some company?"...
Jenna lay spread eagled on the hospital bed in the cool, quiet room and tried to compose her racing mind. “This is what you wanted,” she reminded herself as she made an effort not to whimper, the only sound she could make through the ball gag she was wearing. She had been ordered to silence, and her stinging backside reminded her to comply with his orders...