I met a Korean exchange student. She is studying English literature: I saw her notice on the university noticeboard and called the mobile number. I will call her Y. I am sure if she reads this she will know who I am and be offended. When I telephoned my voice was deeper than usual, very slow, drawling, almost, because of the rivers of snot in the back of my...
Chapter 4: Maid service Three weeks had passed since our last 'special' time, yet it still angered me when I thought about your transgressions that evening. Your first transgression, of 'forgetting' to shave your face as directed, had earned you a fitting punishment – being made to shave your legs, balls, and pubes as a 'reminder.' But the second transgress...
My name is Matt, I'm an expatriate Australian who has been living in NY for about five years. What I do for a living doesn't really matter as far as this story is concerned because it is about one of my social interests – spanking. I have been going to the specialist spanking clubs in NY just about all the time I've been here and I have to admit I'm bored....
[This story is one of a sequence I've written. You can read the other parts of the story for more details, but here is a summary; I've recently divorced my wife, and am raising my son on my own. After a long abstinence, I've met a woman (Angela) and we've just had our first night together. She's had her first orgasm in the missionary position, thanks to a l...
Kept in Loving Wives to annoy the tiny dicked anonymous reviewers that love to trash everything they read (after they wank to it). *** I woke up Sunday morning with a painful erection in my chastity and the pumps still attached to my breasts. I reached down trying to find a way to ease the pain in my penis. Nothing seemed to help. Maybe Wendy will be up so...
I felt refreshed after a nice warm shower and also chuffed at myself for giving queen M such an awesome orgasm in the bath. I dried myself off from head to toe and tied the towel around my waist. It was a sorry excuse for a towel, barely covering my ass cheeks and hanging penis. Walking into the bedroom, I was greeted by the Queen. She looked stunning as a...
My mum called around one evening and asked how I fancied a long weekend to Hamburg in Germany. She said we would be going on the Friday and returning on the following Tuesday. I asked who would be going, and she replied that my aunty Pam would be going as she always does, herself, and a friend of Pam's called Clair. I said, I would love to go if it was ok w...
Part 1. The doorbell rang a full three minutes later than we had instructed. After exchanging knowing looks we went to let the girl in. We had told her she was to arrive at 1pm sharp and to dress in a way that reflected her status as a slut. Opening the door we were greeted by the sight of the girl stood with her hands clasped loosely in front of her with h...
*Note to readers, I may have gone a bit far here. Feedback is much appreciated (Good or Bad) Thanks to those who have sent in feedback already and thanks to those who have voted.* I walked through the supermarket as though i was on automatic pilot, i just couldn't believe that i hadn't made a fuss or reported those thugs to the police when they asked if i w...
"Remind me why I brought you along on this trip, Bernadette." I regard the slut seated opposite me. Your immaculate hair and sparkling earrings. The nervous way your fingertip encircles the rim of your champagne flute. The darting way you have been avoiding eye contact all evening. The tension across the table is palpable. You pause, not looking up, and eve...