The voice was mom's. "I know you're naked, but it doesn't matter. Help us please." 'US?' Who is us? I moved to the big tree and saw my mom and dad. They were tied to a tree—well I take that back, mom's right wrist was cuffed to dad's left wrist and her left wrist was cuffed to his right wrist facing out and a good size tree was in between them or rather, t...
The night was warm with a gentle breeze blowing as my Master and I walked along the waterfront near our hotel. We were enjoying a holiday away from all the usual stresses of everyday living, spending time with each other, doing the things we liked to do together. I delighted in the feel of His strong hand holding mine as we passed silently by the dimly lit r...
At my husband's urging I have written an account of our first cuckolding experience. My husband Hugh likes to read such stories on the internet, and I have read a few myself. First I will tell you about us. We married when I was 21 and Hugh was 32. He had been married previously, and had two children who lived with their mother and stepfather. I always wa...
"Amanda, seriously is there any way we can call this thing off?" "Alissa, you're being ridiculous. I don't get it, you enjoyed fucking my husband and you didn't seem to have a problem with me fucking your Logan. We're not talking about an orgy, which could be fun. We're talking one-on-one sex." "Yes, with someone I don't know, that is determined by picking...
(This part of the story is in the BDSM category because Robert, Emily and Becky have elected to try to become involved in a Master/Slave and Mistress/ Slave relationship. However, not to ruin anything for you, the actual situation is one of all three agreeing to play this role and it never reaches anything too severe. There will be no bloodletting and no ext...
disclaimer: if you are less than 18 this is not a site you should be on, and this story is in no way shape or form supposed to represent real people or events. Please comment and vote! this is my first EVER submission :) and I would love any kind of feedback both negative and positive so enjoy. * You'd pick me up from the airport and greet me with that smi...
I'd been separated from my wife for eight months, and dating for six. Somehow, I'd fallen into a pattern of dating artists, writers, and inappropriately young tech professionals, so none of the relationships lasted long. As a twice-divorced forty-something father of two, the 'fit' wasn't quite there. I'd kept most of our friends in the divorce, and they mad...
Many thanks to Chilleywilley for editing this story The "Mole Mob" what spread fear in our small Scandinavian town was probably the best joke in those thousand years that this small town had existed. It began with an article in the local newspaper in which a man by name Rupert Albert Timmer demanded an immediate closing of the popular dance hall in town....
Carol bit her lip as she felt her body sway in the car seat. She wore big, dark sunglasses, but they were only to hide the 'x's of electrical tape that sealed her eyes shut. In darkness, she became sensitive to her own body, feeling it push and swing against the seatbelt as Murphy drove her to their special night out. "Almost there. You nervous?" Murphy ask...
He wanted something different this time, at least something different from Lucy. She was in the middle of a tour around Europe and Berlin would be one of the stops along route. As a native He'd suggested meeting her there, but with a twist. He wanted her there as His whore. A simple transaction, He would pay for everything and she would provide absolute obed...