I'm a socially awkward, anxious loner (involuntarily celibate), so any type of attention confuses me, to put it mildly. Despite being a loner, though, I get the urge to talk to women occasionally. Having no social skills, inexplicable awkwardness makes every single interaction ridiculous and embarrassing. With recent urges, I was just trying to ask some rand...
Jackson could see that Cindy was waiting for him to call her into the office and irritation surged through him. Why the hell couldn't the fool woman just obey orders? There hadn't been anything sexist about the rule he had put out saying the female lifeguards couldn't patrol the beach alone, but had to have a male lifeguard with them. It was just common se...
Sleep didn't come easy for me. I was still troubled by the circumstances leading to your punishment. You had hurt me deeply, deeper then you knew. The previous day I spent twenty minutes searching my emails for one particular thing, a woman's name. In my mind it was evidence of you seeing someone else. And there it was. I knew I wasn't crazy. At first I was...
It's a warm, sunny Spring day. I'm sitting at this restaurant I know of; great seafood and better beer. Now that businesses are reopening, I can relax and enjoy some time out of the house. I'm not relaxed, however. I'm excited. I've finally talked you into grabbing that beer with me and I'm running out of things to distract myself with when my phone vibrates...
My name is Jeremy. I am considered by just about everyone I know to be a tech-nerd. I am in my late teens but have always been very knowledgeable about computers. I have been hired by a local company to create virtual-reality characters for our customers to interact with. I have been told to create a wide variety of types of characters for the company to use...
My generous Mistress has given me permission to publish this. My beloved Mistress is a night owl. At midnight she telephones me to prepare myself because she is coming over in 30 minutes. Thrilled by the prospects, I get out of bed, shower and toilet quickly, dress myself and lay out the cuffs, ropes and floggers for her. I know she will want to undress me...
Her mouth was opened, stuck between wanting to take my dick in and wanting to protest what I was doing. The latter won out. "What about Dee?" she asked. "What about him?" Her eyes couldn't stay on my face, kept dropping to my dick. "He's your friend." That statement should've been a bucket of ice water over my head, should've straightened my mind, brough...
*Disclaimer: This is not fictional. This is a true story based upon a young Indian Couple. This contains female domination and involves BDSM activities. ***** I don't know how much time would have passed kneeling in front of door waiting for my mistress. We both have very successful corporate career. She is a chief marketing researcher in one of the India...
I'm at baggage claim, delirious from a redeye flight beside a screaming child, my head pounding agonized withdrawal from the caffeine I wasn't supposed to have. Desperately I search the salamander of crawling luggage for my red bag . . . or is it black? I can't remember! Where is my claim ticket? Oh Jeezus it's not in my pocket! Then I look up and my poundi...
I'm a socially awkward, anxious loner (involuntarily celibate), so any type of attention confuses me, to put it mildly. Despite being a loner, though, I get the urge to talk to women occasionally. Having no social skills, inexplicable awkwardness makes every single interaction ridiculous and embarrassing. With recent urges, I was just trying to ask some rand...