I was driving home the morning after my Manhattan Challenge, ostensibly because I'd over-imbibed and the lady of the house, Theresa, refused to let me drive. All the revelations (and realizations) of the past twelve hours swirled in my head. Fair to say, I was in the middle of a bunch of spouse-swapping sexcapades. And no question about it - I was the chum...
Stopping off at my floor as the wife, Alex, Ed and Sal hurriedly headed down to the pool after having learned that it closed at 11PM, I decided to give them a half hour or so to settle in there. Taking a quick shower, I stopped off at the casino for a bit before heading off to see what they were up to. When I arrived I was tempted to sit off by myself but de...
July 10: Lord M, I am intrigued. I look forward to your thoughts, although, I'm not sure Derrick will! "Under my thumb", Derrick is...at least the vital part of him is. ;) I'm not sure what the critic expected. It was under the BDSM category.. Mrs. Millwood * My Dear Mrs Millwood, I must say I was delighted to see your name in my inbox this morning....
Author's Note: Just wanted say thank you all for reading and enjoying this one. Please know that through the most of this there will not be any sex really. I wanted the main part of this one to be a build up to what you can expect. I did add a little quick scene at the end for you all to enjoy. The next one will have a lot more... also should be out a lot qu...
How to start writing: Unless you are very experienced, just sitting and banging away at your computer is like jumping into your car and simply driving without a destination and a map. I know of several experienced, successful Authors that make notes and build the skeleton of their story before they finally sit down and write. When I write professionally (...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...
Renee's heart pounded so hard against her chest, she thought she would explode, right then and there in front of everyone. But, nerves are funny things. It was a part thrill, part anxiousness of what was about to happen. Particularly, the impending fate of her long, gleaming curtain of sienna brown hair. The world kink had no boundaries, as long as it was s...
"I need to see your Membership ID please." David looked at the huge man standing in front of the door of the one story brick building nestled among the other one story brick buildings that lined the river banks. Most of the buildings were the homes of small manufacturing businesses that were the backbone of the city's economy. It was 11pm on a Friday night a...
I live on a secluded ranch in a heavily-wooded area of western Washington. Actually, the ranch is more of a rambling estate than a typical western spread. The main residence is gated and awash in security cameras and sensors. You see, I am a very wealthy middle-aged man with a lot of free time on my hands. And, as fate would have it, I have a strong penchant...
It was my thirtieth birthday, and my lovely husband, Ken, had arranged a special evening for me. By the way, Ken is not short of Kenneth, but Kennedy. I think they named him after an airport somewhere. We were to go out to dinner at a restaurant. This was one of those places that when telling friends about it, you can proceed roughly as follows; "Darling,...