I. Luciferella sat playing chess with a woman from Knightsbridge for her eternal soul. The game was, as could be expected in these sorts of things, going very badly for the woman. She had but a few pawns left. Luciferella had her castles, knights and, of course, all the bishops. It was understandable that under such circumstances the woman should be in no...
I wake up after six long hours of restlessly rolling around and sleeping on the carpeted floor all the while you sleep so sweetly and soundly in a Queen sized bed that's big enough to hold at least four people. I don't dare wake you yet as I remember the list you have given me with chores to do before waking you. Six hours earlier as I'm kneeling on the fl...
Fillmore Phelps yawned as he waited for Dr. Bigelow's chesty receptionist to call him. Fillmore had been seeing the orthodontist for four years now, and now, at twenty-one years old he was finally he was getting those god dam braces off Hey...he could finally eat an apple. Fillmore looked around on the table for something to read. Yeah. Good, something oth...
I must admit that when I first met Hodan "Danni" Suleiman, the possibility that she might be a dominatrix never occurred to me. The prim and proper, hijab-wearing, short but cute Somali sister walking through the halls of Carleton University in her long skirt, with the Koran tucked under her arm seemed like the picture of Islamic feminine decency and respons...
Once in the shower, Sally and I didn't take long getting to business, as she began washing me without even being asked. I grinned and enjoyed her magical hands as she touched, fondled, and groped me every step of the process. I began to really harden in her hands and she would stop just shy of making me cum, knowing that she would have to pay for her cock te...
Angel and I are an elderly couple in our third childhood. Although we are not immune to the afflictions of growing older, we try not to let them keep us from having fun. She was raised to be a nice, Christian lady; her wild side didn't emerge until she married a hippy, ex-sailor guy named Kelly, that's me. If ever two people were meant for each other, it wa...
We were both still sleeping on the screened porch in the backyard when I awoke the next day to hear her mom in the kitchen. The kitchen had a back door that led directly to that porch, and that door was open. Her mom was having breakfast and told us she was leaving for the day. My cock was hard thinking about the night before, but I still couldn't believe it...
You may want to read the first part, Financial Domination, to see the original context for this account. My mistress, Mistress Angela, has commanded me to write another account of how we live. I have been Mistress Angela's money slave and cuckold for six months now. She moved in with me a little over four months ago. We quickly settled into a routine after...
What does it mean to be a cuckold? It actually means many different things to different cuckolds. But let's start at the beginning: The truth vs. the Truth. The Truth, or an absolute Truth, is actually unnamable, or rather it exists, but when you try to interpret it and put words to it, it becomes one of very many truths, as many truths as there are peopl...
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