My day started like every other day. I washed, dressed, and put on my makeup. I chose a rather naughty, for work that is, low-cut blouse, a half-cup bra, and the open-crotch panties Roy had bought me. I felt rather naughty as I picked up my handbag and made for the door. Roy caught my hand and kissed me. “Do you have to go? You look good enough to fuck right here in the doorway.” He whispered in my ear. “Well, don’t do an...

I stood on the covered porch, shifting my weight from one foot to the other. In the distance, thunder rumbled, and I had to hide a smile. Even the weather was cooperating with my plan. My friend's dad finally opened the door, looking surprised to see me. "Hey, Mandy! How are you?" I gave Gavin an extra innocent smile. "I'm great. I stopped by to say hi to Reese." As I spoke, I noticed the damp spots on Gavin's T-shirt. He...

It was a cold winter night, but the old house was warm with songs she couldn’t understand, drinks that she could barely stomach, and smoke that made her eyes sting. In short, Rachel was probably too old for this shit. But when her fellow street team members had heard that it was her birthday, they’d spared no time organizing a party for her, and she didn’t see any way of backing out. The kids – and yes, they were in their...

Tony had been stressed and under pressure for some time. Work was hard and he was missing his targets. We were heavily in debt and the annual bonus award decision was looming. In his early 50s, a change of career or even job was probably out of reach. I was really worried about him: Tony was short-tempered, putting on weight and withdrawing into himself. Our sex life, which at the best of times had been sporadic and vanil...

I'd blown it; she'd never talk to me again, and once she told her parents about what happened, I'd be on my way home very quickly. I decided to go to breakfast and confront the situation, so I dressed and headed to the lodge. I sat at my regular table and waited. It was then that I noticed the other guests for the first time: a group of twelve men, all middle-aged. And two groups of four men looked like father and son duo...

Tom was at his desk, studying a report displayed on his screen, when a quiet knock sounded on the office door. "Come in," he called without looking up. He could tell it was Charlotte by the way she silently entered the room. His assistant, a small, slender woman in her mid-twenties, often escaped notice. "Do you mind if I close this?" she asked in that soft tone which sometimes annoyed him, but more often than not soothed...

"Now, you will get under the table and one by one... you have to rub our panties.” I had been punished by Anna Trusseau. Laughingly, I played along and took my shirt off. I threw it across the room like a stripper and flexed various muscles. The girls hooted and hollered and I crawled under the table—I had no choice. I had lost a bet during one of her games—one, that could only happen at the private gathering of the Great...

I let Luke attach the collar around my neck as I am paralysed with fear. How did I just agree to this? It’s not like I had much of a choice. My heart drop to my stomach when he asks me to remove my clothes, get on my knees and spread my legs. Luke saw me naked plenty of time. He’s my ex after all. We’re still living together since we break up two weeks ago. The cohabitation is due to our economic situation. Appartement do...