"Taking the plunge with someone you don't know well..."
Mary hesitated for a moment at the door. She knew the man inside, professionally. He was a brilliant writer and she found him fascinating, yet what she was about to enter into was completely different. As a librarian, she really...
"Brandon's wife decides to cure him of his perverse, porn-inspired fantasies."
The man was naked, sweating, red-faced. His hands were cuffed behind his back as he knelt in front of a woman, his face between her spread thighs. She was wearing a black bustier, opaque black thigh-highs, a tiny sheer black...
"Fuck Doll Becomes The Submissive"
Frank Ryder has been a client of mine for a little over three months. When we first started the on-line dates, he would want to see me pretty much every other day. It seemed like he was addicted to me....
"Introduction of the Scarlett Tales."
I was a young teen, only sixteen, and I was forced to attend a party thrown by one of my mother's dearest friends. It was a dull party, celebrating her tenth marriage to yet another man of wealth. The party...
"Tom and Mary are finding themselves in a delicate situation"
Frank sat in his office, a small part of the basement, hidden behind a fake wall, staring at the big computer screen in front of him. He went there after Brianna left. She said she needed to think about it,...
"Leaving Los Angeles behind didn't mean the fun was over!"
Their trip to California came to an end all too soon. Before they knew it, it was time to leave and head back home to Chicago. Before leaving, Master went to the organization that hosted the seminar he spoke at...
"Married couple gets away from work and kids for a night of uninhibited fun!"
Xenia walked across the hotel room, swaddled in the thick terrycloth robe that the hotel provided. She and Clarence were going out on the town in Las Vegas! She was excited, eager to get her drink on and her groove...
"I didn't know about my cuckold fantasy until my fortieth birthday."
When I got home from the hardware store with the part for the lawnmower, Diana was sitting right next to Alan on the sofa in the living room. Their knees were touching. I guess they didn’t hear me coming in...
"A dominatrix finds her perfect girl ..."
To call the private studio of the Dominatrix a dungeon would, for the fortunate, earn only her contempt. Eschewing the contrivances of male sadomasochistic fantasies, the walls were painted a passionless shade of gray-green, the oak floor polished to the...
