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Time Of The Month

I experience my horrific monthly maintenance caning, in the hope that a delightful reward will ensue

It was the first Saturday of the month, a day that my wife, Amanda, refers to as "my time of the month." Amanda, of course, also has "her time of the month," but the expression has a different meaning for her than it does for me. However, it amuses Amanda...

Day 1: Someone’s Watching

Cameras run 24/7, broadcasting The House to the nation.

It wasn’t a new format. Politicians had often raised their profile going on invasive reality shows. Housemates, the Jungle, even the sexy Island one had celebrity seasons and there was always a publicity-hungry politician trying to boost their standing, o...

The Couch - Chapter Three

The third "movie night" turns out to be the best one yet

Although it certainly seemed like sex was on the menu for next Saturday night, I still wanted to figure out how to return the favor from the previous week. After watching Mom play with her vibrating "friend," it was quite evident how little I actually kne...

Young Mum Pushing A Buggy

Grandpa meets young mother, and somehow it works

Johnny was sitting in the phone shop, getting his account sorted out because the app wasn't working, and the assistant had gone out the back to check something. A girl walked in pushing a baby buggy. She looked about twenty. Medium height, quite slim, lon...

Chains of Matrimony

A woman in love -and in bondage - writes to her mother back home.

June 20, 19XX Dear Mother, By the time you get this letter, Ricardo (the amazing man I wrote you about last time) will be my husband. And my lifetime Master. I have included a photograph of me preparing for the wedding. In Ricardo's village up here in the...

My Sexy Mother-in-Law Part 5

Cynthia whips up some BDSM and sex action for her daughter and son-in-law in her dungeon.

“She’s going to whip us,” Beth whispered to me. We were hanging by our wrists, face to face, in Cynthia’s dungeon. Her mother approached with an evil-looking implement. “You two had your pleasure for the evening,” she purred. “Time to pay the piper.” The...

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