Sarah walked down the road towards her tutor's house. A range of emotions ran through her; the shame of being bent across the desk and spanked like some little school girl... and fear, of the burning pain she'd felt across her backside as her tutors' hand had spanked her remorselessly for what seemed ages. But she couldn't deny the twinge of excitement she'd felt as she'd bent across the desk, the cool air on the damp gus...

There was nothing in Celia's childhood that would explain why she became a submissive. Her parents were happily married, and she didn't come from a broken or abusive home. She was, occasionally, spanked for misbehaving but not excessively. But as she grew up and into her sexuality, she found that the idea of being disciplined intrigued her more and more. When her first serious boyfriend came along, the guy she lost her vi...

Nicolas Conde was a tall, attractive man from Spain. From his family's small company, he had created an international conglomerate over the years, based in New York City. It wasn't a straight rise to the top, though. He had allied himself with some disreputable people. He got in so deep, he thought he could never respect himself ever again. But, one evening, he had met a mysterious woman in a sea of vacant socialites: Emi...

Friday night, and it was time to meet up with the girls and head out for the night. The first stop was the local for a few drinks, before moving on to the Clubs. My best friend Katelyn was dressed in an electric blue boob-tube and a tiny pair of white shorts that barely covered her bum. I was in my short, skin-tight tan sequin skirt and a black plunging halter top that opened to my waist, leaving at least half my boobs ex...

My introduction to sex was not a best-practice model. When I was seventeen, my parents left me and my older sister, who was twenty and home from college, alone at home while they went for an anniversary weekend away. I was still a virgin at the time, though I had a boyfriend, and I was supposed to be out at a party at his house. I went to the party, but it didn't go well. Some alcohol had been smuggled in. My boyfriend dr...

“The view from up here is amazing, babe,” she said. “It sure is.” He licked his lips. “Structures so beautifully laid out.” “Yes they are.” “The arches.” “Mmhmm, that arch.” “Contours...” “Aah yeah.” “And the way the light peeks through some of the spaces in between.” “So artistic.” “Wonder when we’ll be able to get this view again?” “I plan to have it every day for the rest of my life.” “Wait ho–” Smack! He slapped her r...

Look at her. Bored again, waiting on another work call. I shouldn’t but… “Babe, what are you doing?” she asked. “Giving you what you need.” I bent her over facing the laptop, pulled the lace aside and slipped in. Her cunt was lava-hot and she yanked the headset off and unplugged as I pounded. A few minutes later, she stared at me via the black mirror mouthing, “fuck you,” and I unloaded instantly. “Too late to say this ma...

Picking up where Part V ended, Ashleigh and I did sleep well that night – as you can imagine. I remember waking up in the same position I fell asleep in, and Ashleigh was still lying on my chest. She woke up about fifteen minutes after me, and we kissed once she gained her bearings, her hand reached for my cock. Once I was all nice and hard, she led me to the bathroom, and we had sex on the countertop. Then we both got in...

I'd been away for six days. You'd started a new job and we hadn't fucked in over a week. Our longest drought yet. Your filthy messages and hot pictures whilst I was away had not exactly dimmed my lust and need for you. Just this morning you'd sent me your latest fantasy and a story idea from a dream you'd had.When I arrived home I sat down to write it for you as a surprise and now an hour later the first version is done a...

Work was almost impossible.  I wondered walking into work the next Monday what it would be like.  I had seen Sara and Kayla almost daily for years now.  I had always thought of seeing them at work.  They always dressed very nice, on the verge of being too revealing for work without quite crossing the line.  They had triggered my imagination before, but now I didn’t know how I could possibly concentrate around them.   Afte...