Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 12 == When I woke in the morning Chloe still had her arms around me. It seemed that we were both so emotionally and physically drained that we had slept the whole night through without moving around at all and we were st...
Pamela was yard saleing, Going to yard sales was one of her Saturday morning rituals. She seldom actually bought anything but slowly picking through other peoples junk was a good way to relax and get to look though other peoples lives. The things people thought might sell were amazing and were often as unique and informative as asking direct questions. At le...
Amber felt his dark eyes follow her as she walked past him on the semi-crowded sidewalk and a subtle shiver ran down her spine. She glanced furtively at him, taking a quick mental picture while trying to avoid eye contact, before averting her eyes and continuing towards her building. He was a big man in his late twenties or early thirties with dark ebony s...
Work keeps me away from home three weeks out of the month, which was probably the number one reason my marriage failed. Judy, my neglected wife, found someone else's cockles to warm. With a few divorced years under my belt, the memory of my naked wife underneath a sweaty stranger stopped making me nauseous, because I actually like sex, and now that I wasn'...
I tied him to the foot of my bed. He looked so magnificent squatting there on the balls of his feet, his arms draped along the length of the footboard, bound by wrists and elbows to the top rail. His cock swelled as I ran each scented scarf over his flesh, teasing him wordlessly with the promise of silken pleasure. It was not long before I could smell hi...
I suppose I took it as a compliment when he said he wanted to photograph me. What girl doesn't want to be the center of attention as she is pampered and posing for a group of admiring men? But let's face it, I also needed the money. As if it weren't hard enough changing the cruel joke played on me at birth physically, the tough part of my emotional side, and...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Something that all women say one time or another, "How do you like me now?" Later in their marriage, had they not shared the commonality of them both being cheating spouses who were sexually attracted to young, firm flesh, Jay didn't think th...
My husband/date was still traveling quite a bit for business so we continued our weekly date routine. As it is my custom to please I always wore dresses or skirts along with heels on our dates making sure that my bra and panties coordinated with my outfit. This is a habit that I have had since I started picking out my own clothes and undies. Our dates ma...
Nancy was frustrated. A feeling she had a lot lately. With her particular tastes in the bedroom it was so difficult to find a suitable partner that was up to the task. So many made bold claims from behind their computer screens but the real life encounters were always lacking. She just wanted someone to push her onto the bed, hold her down and take her like...
***Author's note. I like to explore how the BDSM dynamic can transform conventional relationships. A good marriage is in a constant state of flux. When you suddenly introduce dominance and submission into the mix, it's fun to watch. This story primarily deals with the circumstances that led to Cum Hole becoming s slave to his wife.*** ***** The slave named...