Note: This story is the twenty-eighth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous twenty-seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I...
You know I love you and you know I'll do anything you ask, no matter how humiliating. Your continued desire for my submission flames my own desire for you so much that I willingly submit to your kinky scenes. I yearn to see your face as you use me and let others have the privilege. I will be your loving wife, your lover, your slut, your whore and yes, your w...
The line outside the club was insane. People packed the sidewalk so tightly Connie could barely breathe. She now understood the cliché "crammed in like sardines". The people in the crowd shifted impatiently, waiting for the doors to open. The club was new, and had been promoted as the best dance club in the city. The owners had snagged one of the hottest l...
Well, he'd come so far already... it would be silly to turn back now. All the way into the city, standing right outside the BDSM club, dressed to kill in a sharp black suit, yes, it would be pathetic to turn back now. So, with a deep breath, he climbed out of his SUV, locked it, and walked up to the entrance. There wasn't a bouncer, there didn't have to be....
After our amazing night at the club with Tina and John, we knew we had to have more. We were both so excited by the experience. We decided that we would go back the next weekend. To try and top ourselves, we decided to try something a little different. Instead of staying together, we'd separate once we got there. That Saturday we were off again, on our way...
She was so embarrassed about the way things had ended between them. Sara had wished that she could end things with a little more dignity, perhaps with a handshake or maybe a hug not giving off any of her feelings. instead she had run off in tears like a blithering idiot. She had been to embarrassed to see him off, and she called in sick for the rest off the...
Many demons had expressed an interest in the outing, but work and other commitments mean they ended up with a group of five. "Where are the other girls?" Malice asked, seeing two of the girls who were meant to be going had yet to show up to the dock their boat was leaving from. "They couldn't come," Deliya replied. "Only one of them could afford it. The ot...
Chapter 2: The Demon Lover Note to reader: This is the second story in a series about a woman called Kitty and her sexual awakenings. While it is quite possible to read it as a stand-alone story, I would recommend that you first read "Kitty Gets Naughty" to appreciate who this character is and the people and events that shape her experiences. The idea for t...
WARNING: This story contains dickgirls/futanari. If you aren't into this sort of thing, please don't read it anyway then cry about it in the comment section. If you are into this sort of thing, carry on smartly. ***** For blacksmiths, things were always busiest with the spring thaw. Generally, only two groups made up the bulk of the brisk trade. There were...
I am a fairly average guy in my thirties, about 6 feet tall, 180 lbs. The only things that distinguish me are that I am fairly well off financially, am considered by many women to be very good looking, and I have a clinical fear of intimacy that has totally screwed up my sexual relationships with women. I had no problem with performance the few times that I...