Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
My story was like a thousand others - a hundred thousand others - and it took place every day of the week. Get up in the morning and my lovely wife of twelve years would fix my breakfast, wish me a good day at work kiss me goodbye and send me on my way. Go to work, put in my eight to ten hours and then head home to the loving wife who had dinner ready and on...
I walked into the cabin and smiled before looking back at Kiera and putting my finger over my lips. She nodded but looked confused until I stepped further into the room and she saw Master sleeping with Marta on the bed. Apparently, they had worn themselves out and had fallen asleep. We had decided to come find them when Peter stopped by the courtyard to tel...
This is a story of a wife who couldn't say no and the conversation that followed. * I was on a conference call around 10:30 AM and you called my cell phone and I didn't answer. You left a message for me and then you called me on my work phone. When I didn't answer my work phone you kept calling me on my cell phone until I answered. I put my work phone on h...
I've been sick to my stomach for the last week, ever since returning from my latest business trip. I didn't have diarrhea or the flu, it was worse, much, much worse than that; I'd stepped out on my wife Linda. I know what you're going to say, that what kind of low life would cheat on his wife. I've said that and a million other worse things to myself and r...
To everyone who commented on Part 1 of my story I want to say thanks. Several of you recommended an ending and I appreciate that but this story is an on-going one and it is completely true. I only report the facts. Watching Mary run through the gate after Lindsey I tucked my semi-hard cock back into my shorts. Cussing myself for being so stupid and getting...
We took a cab back to Mari's office where she called Gerard. She didn't know if he'd still be in on Saturday but on the third ring, "Gerard...oh I didn't think you'd be answering your phone...you did huh? What'd he say? I see. Yes I told him. Nooo...he's real unhappy...the word castrate came up when we were talking," she smiled to me. "Since it's quarter end...
"Knees," he commands of me. I let go of the hold I had on his arms and drop to the floor. I knew better than to question what he wanted of me or what my punishment would be for. I turn my head down and put my hands in my lap as I sit on the floor. He walks around me once before stopping in front of me. He puts his hand in my hair, petting me. I close my ey...
I suppose that my only excuse for this is that I've read too many Loving Wives stories. Parts of this are true, although it was a friend who taught my fiancé the lesson. While my wife sometimes threatens me with it when she is annoyed, she has never actually done it. >>> >>> >>> I was lying on our living room floor, dazed and rub...
Chapter Two: Deeper into uncertainty Since I was trapped, I stepped back and put a smile on my face. Danny was going to pay, and pay big, for this later. Keven came in smiling. At first, he looked genuinely surprised to see me, and my half-formed suspicions about Danny setting me up disappeared, but then a sly grin spread across Keven's face. Quickly stepp...