"Chapter Four"
An excited Pet had packed his case, and travelled from his provincial town, crossing the vast metropolis from west to east.The Pet was at a crossroads and there was no going back. He texted his Mistress that he had caught the...
"Sometimes you just have to do something to change the dynamics"
She came to that website, frustrated and alone. Searching for something that would make her heart soar and her body rumble.In the early days, she read erotica for fulfillment, devouring stories that in part slaked her thirst and hunger for...
""Cumdump, cumslut, cocksleeve, whore.""
Patriarchy cockspit splatters at my impervious flesh, no more consequential than raindrops hammering at a window pane. On my knees where you've pushed me, pressed me, kept me for my entirety. To pray, to scrub, to suck, to serve. The taunts...
"Chapter Two"
The decision to cage my hubby was the first step in taking control. I was growing in my online persona, or perhaps if the truth were known, I was freeing my spirit from within. I was becoming who I was...
"Chapter One"
After years of frustration and humiliation, the wife acted. I would love to say, “She took the bull by the horns.” But, a big part of the problem for the wife was he was so far removed from being a...
"A lunch break at the park turned into a show."
I like to spend my lunch at Harlow Park. It’s a small park, with about enough parking for twenty cars. It’s the midway point for a seven mile walking path on the west side of town. I know that the park...
"Melissa was a vamp and my resistance was more than futile."
I had decided to take a shower before leaving for home and was surprised to see Melissa Evans still glorifying in the water that splashed onto her face and over her body. Her back arched with her head upwards, taking...
"I guess I'm a show off !"
I must have passed this adult book store three times before I finally got the nerve to park in the back and go in. Here I was, supposed to be a happily married guy and only the woman who married me...
"My Lloyd Loom chair no refuge from her exploring mouth."
Weaved wicker abuses my buttocks' soft flesh, abrades my spine, pinches behind my knee. I'm slumped. I'm splayed. I'm balanced en pointe on a single toe, my Lloyd Loom chair no refuge from her exploring mouth. Each shudder, each tremble,...
Lately she’s been borrowing things out of his apartment. She never returns them, but he never considers them stolen. She just forgets until he needs something back and brings it up. He only has himself to blame since his door...
