I woke from an exhausted sleep on Sunday morning with sunlight filtering through Mistress Lisa’s bedroom window. I was naked and wrapped in a blanket at the foot of her bed. I ached from sleeping on the floor and from the pain she had inflicted on me the previous day, but I was a willing slave now and nervously excited at what she had in store for me that sunny day. I have long been excited by sexual submission and domina...

By the time Carl and Doreen got downstairs, Mr. Martin's car was waiting outside. Doreen ushered Carl out of the door and made him wait while she locked and checked the door then, with a little wave towards the car, ushered him down the path and, opening the rear door of the car as if he wouldn't be able to manage that himself, stood while he got in the back. 'Now, I don't want you to be nervous, Carl,' said Mr. Martin, a...

The kitchen was a chaotic storm of heat and noise—pans clanged, flames roared beneath sizzling skillets, and sharp orders cut through the din like knives. Amid it all stood Declan, the head chef, a towering figure whose very presence seemed to command the room. He was well over six feet tall, broad-shouldered and muscular from years of physical labor and relentless discipline. His dark hair was slicked back, and his jaw w...

I have been married for three years now. My wife Tina is a true beauty. She is tall, athletic, with very large torpedo-shaped breasts that don’t sag at all. Every man stares at her. I am a lucky man. I love my wife. Our sex is fantastic. However, I find myself fantasizing more and more about Tina having sex with other men with my full knowledge and encouragement. The only porn I watch is cuckold porn. It is an incredible...

Ethan had never imagined a woman like Jessica could want someone like him. At 21, shy and awkward, having never been in a relationship, he was used to fading into the background. Girls had barely glanced his way, and the thought of intimacy had always been a quiet, almost secret fantasy. Then Jessica came into his life, a woman so bold and commanding that she seemed to bend the world around her to her will—and somehow, sh...

The shower the next morning was meticulous. Doreen went over every inch of Carl's body, razor in hand, pecking at any hair that had escaped her previous attention, making sure he was as smooth as the day he was born. When she was finished, she dried him with one of her pink towels and, squeezing some lotion into her hands and rubbing them together as she looked him over, like she had created him or something, began to rub...

After my adventure as a slutty sissy schoolgirl, a switch in my brain had flicked. Perhaps it was all the dick I had been made to suck that night, but the day afterwards, I went online and bought myself a small pink chastity cage, a dildo, and a new douche. I had also bought a trio of metal butt plugs of different sizes. On the base of the largest plug, it had the word 'SLUT' enamelled in big bold letters. In the same sho...

The words hang in the air. Levi blinks, stunned, scanning my face for a sign I’m joking, but he finds none. Then his eyes shift to Maya. Her cheeks are flushed deep red, her eyes flicking down, lips pressed together. His gaze snaps back to me. “Are you guys serious? I don’t want to cross a line.” Maya still doesn’t look up, but her voice is quiet and clear. “You’re not.” He looks back at me, hesitant. “You’re really okay...

Carl had been nervous - nervous and excited - about moving in with his 60-something neighbour when his parents went to South Africa the whole week. As it turned out, he was right to be nervous. And excited! Doreen had been anticipating his arrival with the sort of sexual frenzy she hadn’t felt for years. She had been watching the video she had taken of Carl masturbating while touching herself almost every hour, had been r...