This is the eighth and final chapter of my wife's fulfillment of the punishment poem offering humiliating punishments to atone for my inability to control my orgasm. Please read the earlier chapters for the full poem and the humiliations I have been forced to endure because of my failure. I adore and cherish my beautiful wife. She not only tells me how much...
I came home early one day. No reason to - I just did. My wife wasn't there when I opened the door so I decided to go ahead and take a shower. She was probably at the gym, again anyway. I shouldn't complain she was in such great shape. And the way she looked in her tights and leotard always gave me a hard on. I couldn't start thinking about that now I'd never...
It must have been a few days after the Christening before Abs told me that her brother had seen up her skirt whilst wearing tights but no pants. In fact, to start with she only said that he caught a view as she got out of the car when they arrived. It felt strange. I wanted her to be seen. After all, that was the main reason for not wearing pants. But her br...
My wife is a perfectionist, and if she does something she does it properly. We have a hobby that has turned into a lifestyle and we love it. What follows is an account of a rather exciting Saturday in our lives. We woke up at around 7am and as soon as my eyes were open, my wife Nat told me that we were going to have a lot of fun that day. She instructed m...
After I had sex with Ms. LaBelle, I went back home. The spiral staircase leading to her abode led right back to my house, as she said. The weekend was pretty boring. I was able to finish all my homework on Saturday morning, and spent the afternoon playing video games. Mom and Dad were busy with their own work all day, and they went out that evening. Bored o...
I cuddled into Alan on the sofa that evening. He had made me go topless as soon as we got home. He spent some time tormenting my big tits like he loves to do. "Are you worried about your mum?" "She'll be OK. Barry will look after her," I said pulling down his zip. I caressed his cock in my hand. He did his usual trick of pretending not to be interested, e...
Halloween allows some of us to become more care free and show off a bit more than they normally would. A few years back my husband, her best friend and I decided to attended the annual Halloween party put on by the local Shriners. If you have ever been around those guys you know what a hoot that can be. There was a contest as well and we wanted to win so we...
My friend Polly, who's almost my age, moved to London aged seventeen so she could live her life the way she wanted. This much, we have in common. She was down on her luck when she met Niall in a bar, and when he asked her to spend the night with him, she agreed simply for want of a better offer. If he'd guessed that everything she owned was in the backpack...
After my first group sex with the guys from work all I wanted was to experience another! After a couple of months since that night Brian approached me in the office saying that him and a few mates thought I'd like to join them for a weekend in a cabin they'd hired. He had a grin on his face that could only mean one thing, group sex! I said I'd think about it...
Thanks for all of your comments about the first few chapters. I hope you enjoy the rest. Sylvia. Well I couldn't explain could I? The divorce came through 6 months later. So I had to plan for a new life. Moving to London with my uncle until I sorted myself out was one alternative. Uncle Alan was always sweet on me when I was a kid. He never married, an...