It's me again, Samantha. I wrote last time about getting my dad to spank me and recording it on my phone. Watching myself getting a painful spanking was the hottest thing I had ever done, but I knew even then that it was only a way to fill a gap. I knew I was going to need to find a man to replace Daddy and give me the painful spankings I found so... well... sexy. I can hear it now. "Doesn't a spanking hurt? How could you...

I've got to tell you about last night. My God, I don't know what words can give it justice... but it was the best sex I'd ever had. I've always been shy. The boys in high school stared at me a lot, and that just made me nervous. The few who tried to make time with me gave up... I guess I didn't play the game right, but that's because nobody ever taught me the rules. College was worse. My choices seemed to be either the li...

Finding a good babysitter is hard. My wife and I are very picky and a little paranoid, but we would go crazy if we didn't have a chance to go out together just the two of us. So when we found Mary, we thought we found the perfect angel to watch over our son. Well, yes and no. Mary was 21, only about 5'2" or so. She was fairly thin, and pretty much always wore outfits that were tight on her and showed off her figure. She h...

I don't quite know where to begin. My name is Mary and I'm a junior in college. To make a little extra money I got a gig babysitting for a nice couple. Their son is polite and well behaved and we have a lot of fun. And once he's in bed, I've got the house to myself until they come home. And the money is pretty darned good for what's a pretty easy job. I mainly deal with the Mr. - he texts me to ask if I'm available, usual...

Charles 5 was overjoyed at how the day went. He had spent the entire afternoon at the float-disc arena and had been beaten nearly every opponent. The one guy who managed to slip a disc past him and into the net was a sandman. Naturally. Still, it was his favorite thing to do and he spent as much time in the arena as he could. The door of his quarters closed behind him and he stripped off his clothes and stepped straight i...

It's me again - Samantha. I wrote last time about the fantasies I have about being spanked, and that the only outlet I have for that is my Dad. It's been a while since he spanked me - as I've gotten more mature. I think I've become less mouthy, and that's mostly why. But for a while now, despite how much I hate getting spanked (and disappointing him enough for him to punish me), there's nothing that makes me cum harder th...

Congratulations on entering into a domestic discipline relationship! You've given your husband the reins and it's his responsibility to help you stay on the straight and narrow path of good behavior and obedience. This is a new direction for you, but rest assured that it is a well-worn path for many women. And in many ways it is a far easier path. Letting your husband lead you relieves you of a lot of decision-making and...

She was at it again. The redhead with the fierce green eyes. I'd seen her a few times before in this bar, playing her little game with the rest of the women who came here to find someone. I knew her game because I played it too. And she was good. By my count, she was four for five - and given that she was picking up straight women made it even more impressive. I knew her game because I played one like it. Like every other...

Ok. It's me again, Amy. I don't know how this happened. I've spent my whole adult life being the one in control. The men who tried to make time with me were always either entitled assholes or worthless supplicants begging for my attention. And that's why I've gone after hetero women and given them a proper lovemaking experience. Last time I wrote about one of those nights. What's happened now... well, it has me questionin...

It's been a while since I talked about this, but things got interesting for me after I left off last time. My senior year of high school mom told me about the family curse and why I had suffered debilitating menstrual cramps since my period started and why they all stopped so long as I had steady access to... well... to semen, to put it bluntly. I never told my boyfriend about the curse, but I'm sure he appreciated how ma...

Hi. Remember me? Anne? I shared a couple of stories about... well, my lifelong obsession with cocks. Just to bring you up to speed, I'm twenty-eight now, and have been married for a couple of years. His name is Mike, and I am absolutely the luckiest woman in the whole wide world for having found him. But let me start back where I left off. After my first time with Brad, I fell for him pretty hard. And he definitely loved...

Audrey here. I am going to be open about my life—more than I have been with anyone, including my husband... and maybe even myself. My husband Bruce is the love of my life. We met as seniors in college 8 years ago. He swept me off my feet, and we married just after graduation. He's been a terrific provider... and a terrific lover too. And we've become more than just lovers and best friends. He is my entire world, and I wou...

Nora emerged from the bathroom naked with her hair wrapped in a towel, her skin still glowing and moist from her shower. She was humming her favorite tune, but it died on her lips when she saw the small pile of clothes laid out on the bed, with a little piece of paper on top. She smiled to herself. Her master didn't choose her outfit very often, but when he did it was usually the prelude to something interesting. This tim...

Hi. It's me again - Anne. It's been a couple of years since I wrote about the... little toy I bought for myself on my eighteenth birthday. Like I said back then, as much as I want it, I'm determined to wait for the right guy. I'm twenty now, in my sophomore year of college. College has been great - I'm on my own, have made a bunch of friends and going on dates feels freer not having a curfew like I did at home. But what h...

The meeting room had been dressed up like a school classroom: whiteboard at the front, a large teacher’s desk, and thirty student desks arranged in neat rows. The crowd was filing in. Most dropped a twenty-dollar bill into the jar by the door, but not everyone. A husband and wife in their late twenties walked straight past it. He wore a sharp black suit and tie and carried a satchel; she was in a flowing white blouse, pen...