By now I was sexually insatiable, Hakan was fucking me daily and I craved his cock. Some days he would make me wait and tease me throughout the day, other days he would pound me early to get my mind back on my work. There wasn't an area of the shop I could look at and not remember with a smile on my face. By morning I had already teased and sucked his balls and nearly choked on his cock as a customer couldn't work the car...

"And here's your change Mrs. B," Mr. Kabak continued serving the customer. Dropping the money into the till as he waved her goodbye. I kneeled stock still lodged under the counter, the wooden base hard against my head. My hands clung to his strong hairy thighs, listening to her footsteps. I never once released an inch of his cock from my mouth, as he told me to. The drool dripped off my lips but I kept as quiet as a mouse...

I did not return Friday, I lay in bed furious with myself for my inactivity and him for his abusive treatment of me. My butt still throbbed and each time I peeked it glowed red. Should I tell my parents, they would certainly call the police. But then I would have to admit to succumbing to another man, to being overpowered by a real man's man. My word against his, me single, small, barely shaving, unable to keep any girlfr...

it's been six months since I was made redundant from my previous job; I had worked in expenses for a shopping company. At first, I worked from home but as my workload decreased rapidly I knew the possibility of redundancy was not far off. Without my regular income, I retreated back to my parents' for lockdown, back to my old bedroom. My girlfriend soon followed my job in disappearing as the time apart gave her thinking sp...

That banging is starting to annoy me, the roofers working on my neighbor's house constantly banging away. I'm still working from home, log on at 8.30, and plow through my usual workload. I can get through it pretty quickly and be on to my now normal housework. I do a wash, Monday, and Thursday weather permitting, hoover upstairs and down once a week, and have the dishes out the way before my wife gets home. She has had to...

William lay wide awake in bed knowing this was to be his final day with Miss Danvers. The sheer thought of her majestic presence sent his cock hard and he closed his eyes and dreamt of her. Her perfume seemed to be permanently in his nostrils and it sent his senses swirling. She had changed his world upside down and made him into a subservient cocksucker in a matter of days. But for the first time, he identified as one, a...

William lay in his bed, his mind rushing over the last few humiliating days. How he had crumbled from the cocky youth who strutted unopposed through these streets to the broken shell that lay here he couldn't comprehend. He would have to walk past the neighbors who had watched her dominate him and mocked him as he cried.  His ass throbbed from his punishment, it kept him awake. But he couldn't shake the image of that woma...

Mrs. Weston stood smiling at the gate, "I've dropped off your shopping on the mat Mr. Briggs, with your change." She pointed towards the two bags on his doorstep. "Ahh, Mrs. Weston you're an angel, I don't know how I'd cope without you and your family, " he grinned ecstatically to himself, 'especially your son.' Simon heard the front door close and watched as his mother waved her goodbyes. He peered through the net curtai...

Since the lockdown was announced Simon had moved back into his parent's house, with University shut and his bar job finished his days had become long days of relaxed idleness. The occasional trip out to do the weekly shop and some chores around the house his only exceptions. His mum checked in on their elderly neighbor Mr. Briggs and would add his food needs onto Simon's weekly shopping list. Simon laughed at their descri...

Devonshire Street is nestled in a quiet suburban area of Lancashire. It contains an almost identical series of modest semi-detached houses, painted in a conforming range of non-flamboyant colors. Its residents are middle class, hard-working families, and the odd aging pensioner. Living together peacefully apart from the odd argument over loud children or car parking. The fly in the ointment for this peacefulness was Willi...

Adam and Kev slouched around Carly's flat, coming down from another Saturday rave. Carly shouting out Halloween costume ideas at them which they torpedoed continually, "Well, I don't see you two giving out any ideas," she yelled. "Who gives a shit, I'll go as a vampire same as last year. It's only birds who worry about that shit like that,"  Kev elbowed Adam as he laughed. He jumped up, "I'm off home, see you two laters."...

It had been over a year since their last holiday, work commitments putting pay to any of their plans. Then Nicola's workmate explained she had a family caravan in Scotland, and a short break seemed more than possible.  Peter and Nicola had been together since university and moved in together soon after. Since graduating and finding employment, they had found themselves dropping into a rut, each day falling into the same r...

Ian's glorious performance at the football had sealed the deal, many companies had chased their signature but only one had whored out their best boy. As celebratory glasses of champagne were handed out few knew how much he had become a company man. Carol knew and she beamed with pride at her slut boy, breaking him and rebuilding him as a first cast bitch had been the making of him. She also knew Mike had told her if they...

Ian's turnaround at the company had been miraculous; his work rate, appearance, attitude, and demeanor were exemplary. His colleagues couldn't believe the change in him; luckily, none of them had ever stayed late to see how he was trained. Carol had boasted to her female colleagues how her hands-on training had brought about this amazing rebirth.  Even Ian would grudgingly admit to them it was all down to Carol; she had m...

Adam lived in a respectable suburban avenue, quiet but for the kids playing football in the street. His mum was downstairs, banging away in the kitchen and his dad was talking football outside with the neighbor. He peered out as they both gesticulated about the last game, Mr. Mitchell from two doors down.  After his taxi experience, and to be honest a few more trips, he now looked at men in a whole new way. Mr. Mitchell w...