Friday night and I was internetting, not really doing anything. I could hear Dan on the phone. Tonight he was going out, lads-night out. I heard him swagger down the hallway and saw the door open and close in my...

Happy to be Used (Pt. 5)

"I finish my day of private booth service."

I was walking gingerly in my heels and panties from the assault my ass had just received. While it likely looked like I was just trying to be more effeminate, my ass hurt so bad it was the only way...

Happy to Be Used (Pt. 3)

"I voluntarily return to the adult bookstore."

I replayed the weekend events literally every moment of my life for the next three days. I could not stop thinking about everything I had done and everything that had been done to me. I had planned a visit to...