The day after Allie’s grueling back-to-back gangbangs, she was back on set, transitioning from the raw intensity of real-life encounters to the choreographed artifice of industry tropes. The call sheet for the day was a double feature: a "Step-Brother" scene followed by a "Step-Father" setup. The first production began with the classic "caught in the mirror" shot. Allie stood before a vanity in a delicate lace thong and m...

My name is Victor and this is my story. I was in a great mood as I pulled into the parking lot of Paulson and Associates. It finally seemed like I would be getting out of the deep financial hole I had dug for myself over the past year or so. In addition to my regular 9-5 job, I had picked up a great part time gig as a personal maid/housekeeper for Heather Paulson, an enterprising young accountant trying to build a success...

When I arrived at my weekly babysitting job, Steve’s wife, Barbara, greeted me at the door wearing a gorgeous black dress that hugged her athletic body. Her long blond hair was styled in an elegant updo. I could smell her perfume when I walked in, and recognized the dark, seductive scent of Poison by Dior. I figured they must be headed somewhere fancy for date night tonight. Barbara smiled at me as Steve yelled from the l...

I stood at the door, my heart pounding with anticipation, as the clock ticked to the exact moment she'd promised to arrive. Sarah—my eager, wide-eyed submissive—had come into my life just a few months ago, a confident woman in her mid-thirties who'd spent years in vanilla relationships, always holding back her deepest cravings. She'd confessed to me over late-night texts how she'd fantasized about total surrender, about b...

------ Clara's story ------ Outside, twilight gave way to darkness. The treetops bent in the wind like oversized monks bowing in prayer. I hummed with the radio and rhythmically tapped on the wheel, an anticipatory smile on my face. Almost a week had passed since I had seen my boyfriend, as he had been out of town on business. Although we would chat daily and send erotic photos, playing with ourselves on the screen was ju...

Mira was looking at a spreadsheet when the mail clerk dropped a thick envelope on her desk. It took a moment for her to reach a place where she could stop. She saw her name and company address on the label, then ripped the envelope open. Inside: flight, hotel, itinerary. What’s all this? she wondered. The note was curt. Your Presence is Requested. You will not need luggage; all is provided. You will be met at the airport....

Last week, after babysitting, Steve sent me home with a new gift: beads and a butt plug with a pretty purple jewel, along with instructions to practice using both. I was more than happy fulfill that request. He also had offered me the chance to make extra money if I stayed a little later and helped out at his game night the next week. I had flashed my boobs at them last week, and he seemed to be suggesting that some of th...

Lindsay was enjoying the freedom of being completely naked, playing in the surf near the waterfall. She glided in the shallows, rolling in the swirling foam before letting the water sweep her up onto an outcrop of black lava rock at the base of the waterfall. She danced through the spray, then planted her feet and tipped her head back, letting the torrent pound against her shoulders and spine all the way down to the topog...