Of all the suggestions Marcus had been given on training a submissive, his favorite, by far, was establishing Rachel’s morning routine. The alarm sounded, and Marcus pulled down the blanket on Rachel’s side of the bed and took in the view. At his instruction, Rachel slept nude every night. And as soon as she heard the short beeping from his phone alarm, had rolled to her stomach, with legs spread wide apart. Had it been a...

Rachel woke Saturday morning when Marcus’s body shifted beside her. Slowly, she stretched and took inventory of her naked body. The friction from the sheet brushed against her erect nipples, still sore from the clamps Marcus had used on her the night before. Some soreness in her thighs reminded her she’d been well used. She turned toward her lover, who met her gaze and stroked her cheek. “Good morning,” Marcus whispered,...

Marcus closed his laptop computer and swiveled his chair to face the large picture window.  The sun’s glare reflected on the credenza containing a semester's worth of research he’d yet to deal with and a giant teddy bear he'd purchased on his lunch break. Since the day was sunny and he had tenure, his mind wandered to his girlfriend and the exciting plot twist from his sex life.  Rachel, his lover of two years, had been b...

Removing her stilettos at the end of her workday was the highlight of Rachel’s day.  As an ad executive for a Fortune 500 company, she worked long, hard hours and made what felt like a million decisions.  She uncorked the bottle of Pinot from the counter and poured herself a glass of wine.  Taking a sip, she willed the tension from her shoulders, removed her suit coat, and unbuttoned the top button of her blouse.  Carryin...

I'm home and I need my sexy daddy. My pussy is so wet and I've been wanting to ride your cock all day. I greet you at the door naked like I always do. You tell me to wait and that you're tired. My daddy just wants to relax, but I've been thinking about you all day. I don't listen. I'm a bad slave and whine when I don't get my way. You sit down in your favorite chair so you can watch the game. You want me naked and on my k...

Lauren sat at the bar, a sly smile washed over her face as she fingered the straw of her vodka tonic. Memories of the past day with her lover washed over her mind, sending a wave of pleasure thru her. She looked down at her wedding ring and a pang of guilt briefly dampened her mood. She ran her hands over her body, even at thirty five; she had the body of a much younger woman. She took painstaking care of her figure, her...

Cassie Parks returned to her dorm room at Holy Cross School for girls exhausted. Having just lost her virginity the past week, she was walking around fighting a constant level of arousal. Her roommate and instigator of her first time, Jill, had been absent for the week and she desperately needed a girl to talk to. Cassie sat on her bed, lifted her plaid skirt up and slid her hand between her soft skin and her white cotton...

James had been slowly grooming his latest lover to follow his every command. A powerful man by appearance James was tall, looming over a full foot taller than Sarah’s 5’3” frame. His face was angled, muscles rippled over his chest and arms giving him a “don’t fuck with me” body language. He was used to being in control and wanted his lover to enjoy being submissive. When he met Sarah she was independent, strong willed. Sh...

They say women hit a sexual peak in their 30’s. Having just turned 34, my husband of 10 years and I were enjoying a resurgence in our sex life with my insatiable new sexual appetite. I couldn’t get enough of his cock and we spent every night trying new ways to please each other. After a month of nightly marathon sex sessions, my husband finally asked me for a threesome. He opened up after a particularly athletic fucking s...

The next day, back at work at Holy Cross School, Jacob Smith, the headmaster, was priding himself on resisting his would be temptress when in walked Cassie Parks again, this time with the nun who monitored the dorms and Cassie’s roommate, Jill Pierce. If Cassie was on one end of the spectrum, Jill was on the other. Fully aware of her sexuality and how to use it to get what she wanted. Jill was basically a slut. She snuck...

Jacob had been the headmaster at Holy Cross School for Girls for five years. A young man for the position, he often drew attention from the girls and mothers alike. He prided himself on the job he was doing in keeping the girls pure and unspoiled by the temptations of the outside world. The girls at Holy Cross did not have the typical distractions of modern television and pre-pubescent boys. Jacob sat at his desk looking...