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Seven

by FamiliarEnough on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Are you here?" were the first words I heard when I answered my cellphone as I pulled my carryon luggage behind me on my way to customs at Trudeau Airport in Montreal. It's Lover, and he's anxious, which is unusual. "Yes, I'm going down the escalator to Immigration right now," I said. "But hello to you too, and yes, the flight was fine." "Sorry, work's bee...

Seven

by need2bebroken on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The slave crawled into the room on hands and knees, eyes respectfully down. The cold wood floors against her bare skin made her shiver. Her mouth was already longing to serve her Master. She entered the room in which he sits awaiting her arrival. He wore a red and black silk robe that blends into the ruby red upholstered chair. He smokes a cigar without ex...

Seven

by ragnarok1 on Jun 19, 2018
Loving Wives

To all those who commented on my previous submission, I want to say thank you. I have read all the comments (good and bad) and have learned a few important things that I have taken into account as I wrote this one. Too long/wordy/detailed/repetitiveNo politicsMore emotionsMore sexNo fairy tale ending I hope you like this one. Your comments will be apprecia...

Seven Days Ch. 09

by soular on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Victoria was so tired, she could barely keep her eyes open. The trip from that hotel in the middle of nowhere where she had left her heart behind was a blur. She had slept most of the time while Antonio drove back. She slightly remembered him singing along to some rap song, but then she was out again. She did however wake up right as Antonio was pulling up...

Seven Days Ch. 07

by soular on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

Victoria marched back into the club as quickly as she could. She had to get away from Nic. What the hell was wrong with her? She kept glancing behind her to make sure Nic hadn't followed her back in. She needed to find Sonny and go. She was done with Nic Andretti. Completely done. Victoria scanned the crowded club. Everything seemed to be moving in slow mo...

Seven Days Ruined

by LockedSissySubmissive on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

We were on our way to the airport for a relaxing week in the sun when Sarah turned to me and said "I'll tell you what? For the next week you can have as many orgasms as you can handle." Now, without some context that statement sounds a little strange so I should explain that for the major part of the last year, Sarah had been keeping me in chastity. She c...

Seven Days of Service - Day 07

by Hatsuda on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

I awoke to the subtle smell of sex, and a hint of the soft perfume that Cathy had worn wafting around me. Then I remembered our adventures of yesterday, and acknowledged my satisfaction by sprouting a very intense erection. As I reached down to relieve some of this sexual pressure, two things happened. Suddenly, in addition to the soft scent of Cathy about...

Seven Days of Service - Day 06

by Hatsuda on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Seven Days of Service – Day Six * * * * The next morning, I left my house to do something I'd never done before; see what time the Harbor Bar actually opened for business. As it turned out, Harbor Hattie and her husband opened the bar around 10 a.m. for the early lunch crowd and while she was surprised to see me at that hour, she was pleased as well. I sto...

Seven Days of Service - Day 03

by Hatsuda on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Seven Days of Service – Day One Wednesday morning came early this week, and I was still dealing with the angst of having probably fucked up a perfectly imperfect bondage scheme by trying to rush into it too fast. My hope at this point was that Cathy would simply blow off the incident, and allow me to change direction on our terms of service. After all, I st...

Seven Days of Service - Day 05

by Hatsuda on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

Seven Days of Service – Day Five * * * * Friday morning came around slowly, as the time on my office clock seemed to have stood still. After my third cup of coffee, my office door finally swung open, and with relief I noted that it was 10:00 a.m. I watched Cathy turn and lock the office door before walking to the front of my desk. Her collar was prominentl...