Sara undressed, leaving her belongings in the spacious locker and walked to the treatment room. The room was tiled, there were all sorts of shower hoses and a long “massage-like” table covered in a light sheet with a headrest at one end. She saw numerous...
“Happy Anniversary, baby,” Jeff said as he leaned over the kitchen counter to give her a kiss and hand her a card. She took it, smiled and returned his kiss and said thanks. Sara opened the card and read the lovely words and felt special. There was a smal...
From my vantage point on the table, I watched her enter the room and drape herself over the couch. Spreading her thighs revealed her glistening, shaved pussy and the ruby gleam of a butt plug. My eyes widened as she inserted a vibrator into her silky wetn...
"Pumpkin" was misunderstood by her sisterhood. She eschewed the flowing robes others wore for a sexy v-neck with an asymmetrical hem. She focused her craft on self-love, rather than the more customary practices. She held her broom firmly, intoning the wor...
First Meeting at the Annual Conference The two women met at the annual hospital administrators’ conference held each year in Nashville, Tennessee. Both were ascending the corporate ladder at their respective locations: Aleta, CFO of a hospital in Colorado...
Chapter 1 Late teens, my recruitment, the ‘plan’ explained. I am caned for premarital sex. You may know me by the name of Faridah for this story. I grew up in one of the relatively recently wealthy Arabian Gulf States. My family was wealthy by any standar...
The doorbell rang right on time. I knew it was the psychologist my friend Suzanne had told me about, who had given her his “clinical” therapy for frustrated women. It was based on his knowledge from his practice that many women were not sexually satisfied...
After stretching my rosebud with a dildo, I inserted the vibrator into my soaked pussy, recording everything for Sir. My moans filled the room as I shoved the dildo all the way into my tight hole, allowing me to use my free hand to soothe my aching pearl...
FIRE! That single, shouted word violently altered the trajectory of my day, sending it hurling toward a chaotic tumult. The powers of the universe, allied with Murphy’s Law, sought to undo all my work. Disaster upon calamity struck, repeatedly, and it all...
One of my older girlfriends was a small Japanese woman in her forties. We had worked together for a couple of years before we started dating and knew each other pretty well. So we didn't need to go out of our way to try to impress each other or act like s...
Waking up to a new assignment is always the start of a good day. This one was a bit out of the ordinary, but in a good way. There was an address, more like a location out in the country, and a time. "Hiking/pictures" was all the text had to add. I looked...
London, 2018. The accomplished Witch, Holly Goodman, was just like everybody else when it came to remembering her first real kiss. It was with Peter Drummond on the occasion of her sixteenth birthday. She could vividly recall the first time she and Jeffre...
"Get in that kitchen and cook my dinner, wench," he says, as he unties me. "Yes John," I say, using the name we use when he goes into character to dominate me. We don't go in for a full-time BDSM lifestyle, but sometimes, like today, 'bedroom' activities...
“All my mother needs is a good fucking,” my wife Beth had told me the previous night. “I know her: it would put her in a much better mood. Maybe you should volunteer, Chris. Despite the unkind way Cynthia treats you, I think she lusts after you a bit.” I...
“I think it's time for you to leave now,” I said to Kevin, as I motioned my head towards the door. “Are you really going to fuck those festival freaks?” He seemed genuinely concerned. Who is the real freak here, I thought, the kids having fun or the thirt...
