Here's a story i wrote a while back. It's based in fact - i used to have a girlfriend who kept wanting to tie me up. For whatever reason, i kept putting her off. i've often wondered since what would have happened if i had said yes . . . . She had been after him for some time to try new things with her. He had always held back. There was just something very...
Chapter 3: Damned if You Do, Damned if You Don't. I've enjoyed S&M sex since my earliest recollection. My very first memory of being aroused involved an old Piggy Hamhock cartoon (Pigs is Pigs, Merrie Melodies, 1937) where he was strapped into a chair and force-fed by an evil scientist. My reaction to those images was very strong and I instinctively knew th...
There are times in your life when things profoundly change. Fundamental shifts in the nature of a relationship, a job, an passion, a hobby. I had one of those a few weeks ago and thought I would share it with you. I hope it gives some encouragement to anyone who's going through a long, dry spell in their relationship. Joan and I have been married over 25 ye...
Author's Note: Not long after finishing the original story, I got the idea for a different ending. It will help the reader to read the first installment. As always, I hope you enjoy. As far as my written story being for therapeutic reasons, that ended with the part you have already read. Now I probably could have benefited from additional therapy, but I di...
Eight years of marriage down the drain and for what? She just couldn't keep her legs closed. I find it hard to believe that men stay with slut wives just because they love them so much. I have given my all to this woman and the best she can say is "I'm sorry." Is sorry going to make the pain go away? Eight fucking years wasted on this slut. Well, as my grand...
The alarm had the capacity to be particularly loud on days when I did not have to be at school. That morning was no different. I growled a long line of choice curses that would make the most hardened criminal blush, as I flipped over with lightening speed to brutally hit the off button. Afterwards, I turned back into my previous position to snuggle closer to...
“You didn’t really invite us over here to hear about your stupid dream did you?” Jamal started looking up from over his Gameboy for a moment. “I mean who cares if you had a nightmare and got . . .taken advantage of. It was a dream.” “Yeah, I don’t see what the big deal is Christy.” Rachel added, running her hand slowly over Jamal’s baldhead. Her soft ivory...
I suspect every husband knows the sound – the sound his wife makes when he enters her. And right now, as I heard that sound, I looked across the pool table to where it was happening. Then I went back to work, trying to figure out how to get all these balls into pockets before he came. I'm sure that comment makes no sense, so I should probably go back to the...
It funny how things in your life changes it so quickly and so certain. One day something happens to make you sad or mad. Then things get even worst and you begin to think they can't get any more terrible. Then they do and you begin to think that there's nothing left for you here on earth but sadness. There may even come a time when you might start to think a...
[This story will make more sense if you take the time to read the earlier instalments. There's a lot of severe discipline and a good deal of focus on all bodily functions, so if inclusion of those bothers you, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Eleanor found that it was very easy for her to get used to living with Annette in the new apartm...