The warehouse never truly slept, but at 3:17 a.m. on a February night it came as close as concrete and steel ever would. The last outbound trailer had sealed forty-three minutes earlier. The yard jockey killed his engine and disappeared into the guard shack with a thermos of truck-stop coffee. Then the building did what it always did when no one was watching: it exhaled. Lights dimmed to security levels, HVAC fans dropped...

Chapter 30 Bikini Bait & Auction The sun was already high when they rolled up to the marina. Katherine’s big sunglasses caught the light, her sunhat tilted just enough to throw her smirk in shadow. She stepped out first, legs long and toned under that silky scarf, hips swaying like she knew exactly who was watching. Ayla slid out next, a shy grin blooming when Tommy reached to help her down. Her tiny denim shorts were alr...

“How do you feel about going on a date with me in public?” Will asked Alex the Monday after their second “date.” So far, both of their dates had taken place at Will’s house after Alex had mowed his yard. “We haven’t even been to lunch together since our – situation changed,” Alex countered. “I mean, don’t most people start with something simple like coffee or lunch as a first real date?” “Most couples don’t shower and jac...

Brandon could best be described as cuddly. He stood at a modest five foot seven. His soft round belly was always trying to peek out of the bottom of his shirts. His pale arms had a faint dusting of red hair from his knuckles up to his shoulders. He had gained the nickname teddy bear for his cute and soft appearance. However, today he was a grumpy teddy bear, which was still cute, but in a different way. He climbed into hi...

You use the key to my house and think it is strange that all is quiet. You call my name, but no answer. Checking the bedroom, you see me tied to my bed with a gag in my mouth. You had paid for a professional Domme to visit me. You see my cock is rock hard and there is a note attached to the rope. The one hour was not enough time. I gave him Viagra and punished his arse. He has not cum. You better take the pegs from his ni...

Emma was on her back on the bed, naked, fastened at four corners, blindfolded. She loved foreplay; it got her in the mood for what followed. But, this was ridiculous; she had been here ages. Her nipples were rock-hard from all the attention. Her pussy had produced enough lubrication for a back street brothel for the night. And still, a cock had not been anywhere near her, as best she could guess. Then, the door opened and...

Chapter 6 The air in the garage studio thickened, saturated with the scent of male musk, Sarah’s floral perfume turning cloying, and the underlying tang of old wood and electronics. Daniel’s hand hovered, knuckles white, just above the curve of Sarah’s skirt where it met the small of her back. The heat radiating from her skin seemed to sear his palm through the cotton fabric. On the large screen, the close-up was obscene:...

Annie was facing away from me, in front of the bar of the social club. The doors were locked and the place was almost in darkness. Her dress and underwear hung on the back of a chair. I eased her soft round cheeks apart and slid my hard cock up and down the crevice. She flinched as I touched her puckered hole. "Not there," she whispered, "not here, not now." "You will, you know." "Maybe." Annie sighed as I moved slightly,...

The warehouse never truly slept, but at 3:17 a.m. on a February night it came as close as concrete and steel ever would. The last outbound trailer had sealed forty-three minutes earlier. The yard jockey killed his engine and disappeared into the guard shack with a thermos of truck-stop coffee. Then the building did what it always did when no one was watching: it exhaled. Lights dimmed to security levels, HVAC fans dropped...