"Come in, Evelyn," I hear Rob shout out. I open the door to his office and walk in, surprised and embarrassed to see Tom, the night porter, whom I'd bumped into coming out of the lift with Sir last night, when I was still dressed in my slut clothing. Rob speaks to me, “When your Sir invited us to his room last week to use his new Slut, you can imagine the surprise Tom and I got to find our own Sexy Evelyn, blindfolded and...

My husband waved to me as I reversed out of our driveway. He thought that I was having a day out, painting with the ladies from my art group. Nothing could have been further from the truth. I was heading to Roger’s house, the leader of my art group, where I was to be gang-banged by him, and three other members of our group. I am regularly in need of a good fucking, unfortunately my husband isn’t up to it anymore. He only...

During the following week, we went on with our usual lives, until on Wednesday, the director of our department told us that our company was going to take part in a publishing fair that would take place in the capital. It was necessary to travel there to prepare all the details of our participation, and, as Mary was the one who had sold the most in the last few years, the director had thought that she would be the one on o...

I drove to the street where we had arranged to meet. There, under a lamppost, I saw a woman standing with one leg bent and her back leaning against the lamppost. Fortunately, this time there didn't seem to be any risk of confusing me, I thought. There was no one on the street, although I noticed some isolated lights in an office in the area, possibly some maintenance or IT team doing work they couldn't do on a daily basis...

Robert glanced around the room, his eyes searching for any sign of the fiery red dress that his wife Karen had been wearing specifically tonight for their erotic game. The bar was a blur of faces and bodies, a cacophony of laughter and music. But the table where he had last seen her was empty, the chair pushed back as if she had left in a hurry. His heart pounded in his chest, a mix of excitement and fear. Was it too late...

Looking back, it's almost comical the way Cathy and I threw ourselves headlong into what we have to admit is a totally deviant lifestyle. We were so excited. We were so easily ensnared by our own unrealized submissive desires. Who would have guessed where my nascent obsession with cock would lead us? Meeting Rex was the turning point, of course. And it was his cock that was the catalyst. To this day, ten years later, I st...