Jack had known he was kinky for years, but it had never really been something he was able to explore. He had always been fascinated with the idea of being helplessly bound and gagged, to the extent where the more bindings and the more layers that were added, the more intense he found the idea. Over time, this led him to discover the idea of being locked awa...
The next Friday Liz came over wearing a very short leather skirt and tight white singlet. John was naked, but had an erection upon seeing Liz. Liz was more dominant than me. She and her husband I knew often played master/slave games. "We'll have to do something about that cock of yours." Liz said, taking out 2 cock rings from her bag and sliding one to the...
Sammy had heard about the gallery from a friend of a friend, who had heard from someone else, and so on. In the end, she googled the name, and went to visit that Saturday. It was a small place in what looked like it was once a warehouse. Unfortunately, when she got there, the lights were off and the door was locked. As she was getting back into her car she h...
My name is Bill Jackson. I am a 42 year old manager in a construction firm in Los Angeles. I had met my wife, Ellen, 12 years ago when she was 21 and worked as a file clerk outside my office. What had caught my eye were the tight jeans she wore that hugged her shapely ass. She also had a nice set of tits. Nothing fantastic but I had guessed they were 34 C'...
I woke up Tuesday morning, rubbed my eyes, and then looked at the clock. Time to get up, big day ahead. I smiled to myself as I remembered yesterday's activities. It still didn't seem real, but as I glanced over to my dresser and saw the jewelry that Nicky had given me, I knew it had not been a dream. I got up and woke my kids up and we all went about our...
An Adventure of Silky "Silk lost it. Pls come home." The text message from Jessica almost reached enigma status. George knew Silk was short for Silky, one of his two daughters/ lovers/ possessions. Please come home stood out, Jess wouldn't ask if she wasn't serious. But what had Silky lost? Her car? Doubtful, but possible. Her nipple piercing? Nah. Her vi...
The suite is very large, I look around and the first thing I see is the room full of packages and full of people. Then I look better, and there are indeed a lot of packages, but the people are just two. Frizo, with his customary braided white hairs and a woman, forty years old, perhaps. "Hi Jeff, hi Trish. I was waiting for you. This is Anna, my associate,...
It was a sunny Wednesday afternoon, Charles and Anaïs were both working from home in their North London flat. The sun was filtering through their window casting warm shards of light against the white walls, silhouetting the plants and furniture. Charles was on a long conference call in the bedroom leaving Anaïs working in the living room. The call lasted w...
Jacob Smith paces back and forth in his office, deep in thought. Mr. Smith has been avoiding contact with star for a week now. The separation is making him feel uneasy and anxious constantly. He stops pacing to rub his stomach, the butterflies never seem to go away now. He cannot understand why he is feeling this way. How could she be different from the othe...
The phone was far more effective than the alarm clock. The shrill tone was enough to wake even a sound sleeper like my Master. Master's arm made me safe and contented and my aching nipples and ass were constant reminders that I had been well used the night before. I had been up for some times because of the discomfort before the phone rang. My restless hands...