"Our true story of how my wife got to live the life of sexual bliss that I wanted for myself."
Every word of this story is true. My wife enjoys sex with other men. Here is how it all happened.I am not your garden variety cuck. I started this whole thing by asking permission to fuck other women because, after...
"Marissa lets go of her inhibitions, but is that really what Ben wanted?"
As Ben was getting into his groove, he spotted his wife across the room on her hands and knees, taking Declan’s nine-inch cock hard and fast into her besieged pussy. They caught each other’s eye and just smiled with a...
"Not all is as it seems, in Adam and Eve's garden..."
Did I reek of hypocrisy, standing at my brother’s wedding ceremony thanking God for my lipstick? Not for the colour, rather enjoying that it wasn’t quite up to the task of concealing, when my tongue touched my lips, the molasses...
"Signing a Slave Contract"
Over the summer, I spent most days in slave training with Mistress Victoria. Many nights too, but not as many as I would have liked with my parents living right next door.The routine, when I did stay over at Mistress...
"Lolly gets popped when she breaks The Yoga Pants Rules in the grocery store."
“If you’re putting on your yoga pants, remember our rules.” That’s the last thing I said to Lolly before she kissed me under the sheets and fled to go grocery shopping this morning. Speaking of my tall blonde California cliché...
"Liz asks Ben and Marissa to try out her latest sex droid model... a female."
Dr. Liz Preston was no ordinary doctor; her degree was in computer science – robotics. She was considered the best in her field, and for good reason. Her latest creation, Natalya 6, was finally ready to try out and she...
"Into chastity..."
My wife looked over to me.“That is so romantic, isn’t it, Peter?” she smirked.“Err, well, yes. Yes, it is Mommy,” I replied.Marian interjected: “You know, Caroline, we do have some spare ‘equipment’. We could always try Peter for size. What...
"A dream reward, then a night out..."
At home, the Queening stool now became a regular fixture in our evening schedule. Once Caroline settled on my face for the evening, she would happily spend two or three hours, watching TV while I gently worshipped her nether regions....
"The Queening stool arrives..."
Caroline surprised me with a warm hug when she returned from Mrs. Crawford’s ‘tea-party’.“The ladies thought you were such a good sport, Peter. And those curtseys! Wow, I could get used to that!” she laughed, “Here, Mrs. Crawford sent you a...
"Exposed at the tea-party..."
As agreed, the next day, I was delivered to Phoebe’s salon. She spent a lot of time closely shaving my face and applying layers of makeup. I watched this process in the mirror and was astonished to see the way...