"Hi Diannia here Mrs. Diannia Scrooge to give you my real title that's right, Ebenezer Scrooge is my other half , Well sit back and let me tell you my side of the story, Oh he was nice to everyone else he could be quite a charmer but he could be cruel sometimes but that was just with me even so I tried to be a good and loyal wife one that he could be proud...
Dear Lisa, Although we have never met, I already feel a bond with you! All I know is what my Master told me: that you and your husband (whose name I don't know, but let me call him David) are starting to feel your way into a power transfer relationship in which he would be dominant and you submissive. That is where Master and I were six years ago. Master th...
Some say distance makes the heart grow fonder. Call me a cynic but I say that distance simply makes the dick harder and the pussy wetter. In fact, the best sex I've ever had was on a beach in Rio de Janeiro ... far from my home and from my boyfriend. In that case, distance made me totally uninhibited ... My name is Tracey and I'm a writer who has spent the...
It is recommended that you read the earlier parts of this story to learn about this young couple from Maine. It is still remarkable to me how many readers refuse to believe this sort of thing happens in real life. I can assure you that although this events took place a couple of years ago, they are real, true and factual. Some of the conversation may have ha...
The ringing of the phone woke me from a shallow sleep. I was sitting in our family room, waiting for my wife to return from a girls’ night out. Our kids were at her parents for the weekend, giving us a chance to be alone. If they only knew. I recognized the voice on the other end of the line instantly. It was my wife. “Turn off all the lights and look out...
I was surprised at how entertaining this evening was turning out to be. My friend Sara had dragged me along to the Game Club's RPG night. "Role Playing Game" in this context has nothing to do with improvisation, and very little to do with sex. It involved adults sitting on couches around a table pretending to be cyberpunk space elves or something like that,...
(This story is dedicated to Lady S, to whom I am enslaved. It is about extortion, blackmail, money slavery, forced-bi, unsafe sex, and should be viewed as fantasy. I am flameproof, don't need foolish, anonymous public comments, but if you want to email me with comments, I will respond. Hope you enjoy.) The windshield wipers squeaked as he got on the Saw Mil...
There is one problem with being well off and that is losing it all and becoming broke, which almost happened to my husband and I. My husband James could loosely be called an inventor, he comes up with clever ideas, patents them and then negotiates with companies that may be interested. So far he had done extremely well and we were able to live in a plush ho...
The day started out just like the last few weeks have. I had just finished at the gym, my body feeling so alive. I love the new body that I have been working on over the last few months. I walk and feel the muscles as they move under my skin; the response from others who see me walk by is not so bad either. I hop into my car for the drive home, feeling t...
Maybe all events referenced are fiction. ***** Now instead of writing part II of a certain epic, I'm writing this. Maybe the other will come to be written, tho' I kind of doubt it. And maybe I have to write this now, before my perspective changes. Then if the lie comes again to stretch across my vision like a cloudy veil, I can read this, and remember whe...