11:40. Sarah Silles hated this time. It was 20 minutes before her next appointment came. She was still frustrated from this morning since her husband Petre left her unfulfilled. Like the day before and the day before that. She thought "It wasn't that he didn't try, but Petre's peter was puny." She chuckled at the joke but was sad he was a mere four and one h...
by: boy/the alter-ego of NastyPierre Chapter 9: Like Stealing Candy from a Baby I didn't think my ball gag would ever become comfortable and tried to catch my breath through my nose. Here, along with my butt-plug, was something else I had to gnaw on, something to keep my mind on. My Mistress provided me something for my front, as well as my rear. It made s...
What happened next was a bit distorted by the overload of nerves. She heard the scuffling of movement around the room, but was deprived her sight to know just what it was. Her mind, however, worked overtime to try and guess what would happen next. Did he really mean it about doing to her what she had read to him in the magazines she found in his closet? S...
She watched him from a table far in the back of the club. Lord James, the man in black, mysterious yet respected by all. He was tall and heavy set but all muscles with long brown hair and piercing gray eyes, she had lusted after him before she knew he was a Master. Now her desire to have him take her knew no bounds. Lord James was unhappy. MaryAnn, his curr...
James leaned into the grey stone wall, pressing his warm face and heated body against the soothing coolness. His mind was racing, but as the chill crept into him through his brown robes, he grew calmer. He had entered the monastery kitchens to alert the cook to the immanent arrival of the bishop of the order. He had been hurrying. He knew he should have been...
She lay in bed and felt her husband's body on the other side. It wasn't supposed to be this way. She had long ago grown tired of being alone in bed with her spouse, lack of a physical relationship made other areas of their lives go south. No one could convince her that a marriage without sex was a good marriage. It was sharing a house. Love, well you grew to...
It’s your day at the gym. A good workout might burn up all the stress and aggravations from a hectic week. You just want to escape from the routine and relax for a change. All your senses are numb and your mind is wandering, unable to focus. Wanting to feel sexy and desirable, you dress in a soft, clingy leotard and wear tiny shorts above your leggings. Enjo...
It had been a long time fantasy for my wife, Anna and I. I love watching her getting fucked, and she loves having some stranger use her for his personal gratification, especially outdoors. So dogging was something we were bound to experience. For months we had read dogging stories and watched several internet movies of dirty wives and girlfriends turning up...
The constant tiny splash of dripping water was Emily's only contact with reality. 'You can't feel drips in nightmares, can you?' she thought to herself as her head swirled with a mixture of fear, confusion and a throbbing pain. Where ever it was that Emily found herself, it was darker than pitch and the stone floor she was sat upon was cold and dank. She t...
Jenny and Ben ran to the bus stop, climbing on breathlessly in the hot, summer air. Laughing they stumbled to the back of the crowded bus and found a seat. "Hey, baby, snuggle up to me," Ben said. "Ugh, it's too hot," Jenny moaned. "I hate taking the bus." Ben put a hand on Jenny's bare thigh. "How can you be hot, you don't have enough on. Wait a minute,...