Kim's pussy was hot and wet, locked inside her chastity belt, as she watched her husband and daughter making out like teenagers under a blanket. Kim wanted to touch her pussy and burned with humiliation because she couldn't, but these days that just wasn'...
Being waited upon, hand and foot, and having a live-in, volunteer slave both eager and willing to follow my commands did have its advantages. According to our house rules, most of them suggested by Josh, he was to handle all the domestic chores. He was to...
The engine ticked lightly, rhythmically, having only recently completed a twenty-mile journey. Rain dripped from the frame of the car, from the edges of its bumpers. The windows were blurred, save for the two arches where the wipers had recently swept dro...
Entry Two Dear Slut Diaries, I was straining against the ropes binding my legs, not trying to get loose, just appreciating the feeling against my skin. Daddy knew I craved true restriction, and he had definitely done that this time. I couldn’t move my leg...
The black lipstick she applied to her lips dreamed to reach the shades of darkness her moonlighting persona held. Was she really that far gone? Had she strayed from the light so much that the woman staring at her in the mirror bore no familiarity? The mor...
You’re thinking about me at work. Your cock twitches every time you get a text from me. It’s a reminder of what’s waiting for you at home. Throughout the day, you sit through meetings and sessions with an inability to keep your filthy thoughts about me at...
Chapter 20: How to Slut Your Way Home While not fully recovered from the previous day’s intense foursome, Angela awoke determined to push her shifts to something at least approaching useful. Fortunately, there were a great many men who were very happy to...
Chapter 17: Angela’s Anal Adventure Angie’s father had been absent the whole evening, which Angela figured was not a rare occurrence. The fact that Dale was some high-profile researcher over here was, in some ways, even weirder than the fact that she was...
Chapter 9: Line of Communication Angela rode the elevator up to her father’s penthouse apartment with Brad, the residual taste of his semen still in her mouth. She trailed just behind him, letting him lead since she had no idea which apartment she was sup...
Chapter 1: Curio Nothing can just be easy, Angela thought, breathing a sigh at the roadblock that barred her way home. In just the few hours she’d been in the library, construction crews had erected barriers that were now blocking her usual route from the...
It took every ounce of my concentration to hold the telephone receiver to my ear. I was on hold, listening to distant, phantom voices. Tricia, the waitress from Club Infidel, last night, was on her knees before me, her mouth hungrily servicing my cock. I...
My property’s orgasms belong to me. It’s that simple. She relinquished that power the moment you consented to this Master/slave dynamic. I edge her for days just to make her squirt halfway across the room. I force her into an endless string of orgasms bec...
Amy was sitting at home, lounging comfortably in a bathrobe, reading a trashy romance novel when it happened. You might think it odd for an up-and-coming aeronautics research scientist to spend her Saturdays reading smut, but there was something about the...
He was silent for quite some time, then leaned down and kissed me, softly pushing his tongue into my mouth. I welcomed his tongue with mine, shivering all the while. He broke, pulled back, and whispered, “You may cum now…”. Climax: Sir Her body went rigid...
It was about 6:00 pm on Saturday when my telephone rang; it was the call I had been expecting. “Sir,” the soft, wavering voice came through the receiver, “I have been very bad and I deserve to be punished.” “Hello Maggie, what have you done? Why do you ne...
