Friday night had arrived and as usual, I was at the sex club early to assume duties as a greeter for any first-time visitors. Quickly, I changed into black latex shorts and a pair of black boots ready for the night to begin. After setting up the equipment in the dungeon I returned to the bar waiting for the guests to arrive. Slowly the room began to fill with the usual mix of friendly faces. By now I was well known to the...

The silence is deafening. All the board members still left were now dreading the high heel clicks coming down the hall. They all knew the confident stride of "Holly the Hatchet", and were wondering if they still had a job this Friday afternoon.  She regularly turns confident men into cowering boys; as always, she makes a grand entrance.   "Gentlemen, I'm already running late for my flight so I'm going to make this short....

The door snicked shut behind me, damping the sounds of the voices beyond it and then darkening the room. I was hoping the alcohol and New Year’s festivities would make it so the others wouldn’t notice our absence. Shadows fell across his lean body as he sat lounging in the center of the couch, legs splayed, an elbow resting on the cushion behind him, his hand slowly running up and down his thigh waiting for me, just as he...

Kyra sped home, frustrated. She was hoping her night would have ended much differently. By this time in the night, she had imagined she would be in Zach’s bed getting pounded into the mattress, or at least swallowing his cock. She had arrived at the house party wearing a figure-hugging dress tight enough to catch the attention of every single male in attendance, but she only wanted the attention from one in particular. Ho...

Sir frowned as he read his text from Kimmi. It said she was quitting graduate school, couldn't do her presentation, was a failure, etc. etc. etc. He had seen this side of Kimmi a few times before. She was a brilliant, talented young lady, but would sometimes become overwhelmed and self-doubt would overtake her. This appeared to be one of those times. Hmmm, he sighed. I know what she needs and I am the only one who can giv...

I was excited, Papi was taking me to a show in the city. I doubled checked that I packed what he wanted me to wear for the night, checking the list diligently. With one last look in the mirror, I was ready for him. My short black skirt and red button up blouse, just barely showing the outline of my nipples without any under garments on. The knock on my door meant he was there to pick me up, making my heart race as I answe...

Kat pulled into the driveway after a long day at work. She gathered up the groceries she'd picked up from the store on the way home and made her way to the house. She opened the door to find a kitchen chair sitting out of place in the entryway.  Straight away she knew what this meant.  On the upright of the chair was a note. She ignored it, walking straight past the chair and its contents, lugging the groceries to the kit...

I was always one to fantasize about being used, handled like an object or a toy. My partner was always very passionate and loving, but never struck me as a dominant. But, of course, I couldn’t hide my desires from him for too long. These fantasies of being roughly manhandled in the bedroom had begun to show when I asked him to spank me, to hold me down, to choke me. Every night, he’d do a little more to make me feel like...

Barb was absolutely ecstatic after reading the note and I was happy to see her like that due to the fact that she had some self-esteem issues at times. We were thrilled for Barb, so I ordered a large Chicago-style deep-dish pizza to be delivered. While we waited for the delivery, I suggested we look at all of the photos on the Fetlife profile of Fritz and JoAnn.  Barb started with the first photo they ever posted and then...

I sat at my desk, trying to get some work done but mostly just flipping through tabs and stifling yawns. I checked my email for what must have been the hundredth time in an hour when my phone lit up next to me. I smiled and tapped open my messages. Five minutes. Hands and knees. There was a pause, and then another text appeared on screen. Panties only. My pulse quickened as I immediately stood and started to undress. It w...

I had never been in a truly functional, mutually satisfying, and comfortable sexual relationship with someone. They had all been either one-sided (three guesses whose side was favored... not mine), unfulfilling, or sexless. I was so tired of being asked what I wanted, and unless I gave Google Maps-worthy directions, I didn't get anything.   I know it's hard for guys to understand what I need as a woman, but sometimes we w...

“We’re the only ones in the lab,” Toni says from behind me. I look up from the equipment I’m working on and glance around. It’s the middle of the night, and we are in what I affectionately call the “fishbowl.” A rectangular eight-thousand square foot clean room with windows that wrap around the perimeter of the lab. Despite the aquarium style windows, the lab itself was pretty damn awesome. At last count, there is well ov...

It didn't take me long to find something to wear. The lucky choice of attire was a sexy school girl's outfit I used to wear in a lot of my "private" encounters. It was complete with a blouse and plaid mini skirt. To make sure I was up to bitch's standards, I threw on some makeup here and there to give me a bit of an edge. A little bit of lipstick here, some mascara there, it was my usual routine with crossdressing. If I w...

I can’t wait for this day to be over with. If I have to sit here and listen to one more person complain about their problems, I might just scream. I mean I know it’s my job and everything as a counselor, but I don’t have it in me today. That doesn’t make me a bad person, right? Sometimes you just have an off day, and today I’m way off. I guess that’s why I barely notice that time is up as my current client just keeps dron...