Day 1 — MorningAlexandra:“Good morning, my locked and desperate boy. I hope you managed some sleep… though with that steel chastity cage pressing against your cock and balls, I doubt it was restful. How do they feel this morning? Tell...
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The morning light filtered softly through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, golden glow across Alexandra’s bedroom. She stood before the full-length mirror, clad only in a red thong and matching bra that barely contained the generous swell of her...
Vegas Humiliation For Cuckold Husband: Part 1
"John heads to vegas to see if he will get lucky with his wife"
The sun was a molten disk hanging low in the Nevada sky as John pulled his car off the freeway, the shimmering skyline of Las Vegas rising like a mirage ahead of him. The city stretched outward in a glittering...
Desperate Housewives: Part 1
"Susan and her husband, Jack, move into a new neighbourhood with a unique community"
The neighborhood was quiet in the mornings—too quiet, Susan thought, as she stood barefoot on the cool kitchen tile, coffee mug warm in her hands. Outside, morning sun glinted off manicured hedges and pristine driveways. Every lawn looked clipped with...
The Soccer Mom: Part 1
"42-year-old Stephanie meets 22-year-old Zack at a soccer game."
The late afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden glow over the football pitch. Twenty-two-year-old Zack's muscles burned from the intensity of the match, his jersey clinging to his sweat-drenched body. He was locked in, focused—until he...
Isabel’s grin widened, her eyes gleaming with a mix of approval and promise that sent a shiver down Lana’s spine. “Good,” she purred, her voice low and commanding. “Then let’s start here.” Her fingers danced lightly along the edge of...
The low hum of voices in the conference hall surrounded Lana as she shifted nervously in her seat, the laminated lanyard marking her as a first-time attendee. At 5’4”, twenty-two-years-old, Lana usually carried herself with quiet confidence, but here, in...
The restaurant exuded opulence, from the chandeliers casting a warm glow to the soft strains of jazz filling the air. Diners spoke in hushed tones, their laughter blending seamlessly with the clinking of wine glasses.Grace sat at the table, her...
Luke lay sprawled on his bed, his legs parted slightly, the evening air cool against his skin but doing nothing to temper the heat coursing through him. His fingers idly traced the waistband of his jeans, just above the cage...
Grace’s heels clicked sharply on the polished floor, her commanding presence radiating through the room. Her tight black latex outfit gleamed under the soft lights, hugging every curve of her body in a way that made Luke’s breath hitch.The way...