My wife and I have been swingers for a while, separately and together, and neither minds a little same-sex contact occasionally. Some friends of ours, intimate friends, if you know what I mean, introduced us to a private club located about thirty minutes from our home. We went with our friends for the initial visit and we were met at the door of the lavish and sprawling mansion by a very elegant and well-mannered older wo...

“John?” My name came over the line when I answered in a deep and throaty voice, and when I answered in the affirmative, she continued, “This is Charlotte from the Manor, how are you?” I got it then and said, “I’m well. Hope you are.” “I am, thank you. I am pleased to inform you that both the labs and the background checks are in and we would like to offer you the opportunity to join our private club, and your wife is welc...

We leisurely strolled through our new playground and were once again amazed at the sheer size and opulence of the place. It brought to mind pictures I had seen of the palace at Versailles. There was room after room, some with doors closed and some open for viewing. We passed one with a dominatrix, in the appropriate dress holding the face of a handcuffed female slave against her crotch and was obviously in the throes of a...