Chapter One Bzzt! Bzzt! Cynthia took my glass from me to freshen it up. When she bent over in front of me to take my drink, her fake pearl necklaces dangled in front of her cleavage. I eyed the long black line that divided her large breasts that swayed beneath her form-fitting black top. Her eyes watched mine, of course, and she beamed an amused smirk at the lust that flared inside me. Taking my wine glass, she straighten...

Chapter Four “Okay, but I only have like- fifteen minutes to talk,” Becky said as Cassandra hustled the two of them into the single stall employee bathroom in the ER. It wasn’t unusual for two female nurses/doctors to go in there to talk and hang out for a few minutes. There weren’t a lot of places to have privacy, so no one batted an eye when Cassandra pulled Becky into the bathroom and locked the door. Becky was Cassand...

Walking inside the ER felt like a surreal experience. Cassandra thought of how many times she had done it over the years and the sheer number of hours she had spent in this place. She was unmarried and had bounced between relationships like hip scotch in the past decade. This job was not conducive to a love life—at least not a normal one. The smell of chemicals, the rush of incoming trauma patients, the times spent with h...

“You didn’t hear? I put in my two weeks today…” Cassandra cocked her head to the side with a playful smile on her face. “Well, technically, I told them my two weeks’ notice was two weeks ago when Sabrina forgot to cover her own damn shift, and I had to unexpectedly work a double.” “That was shitty of them, I just, I can’t believe you’re quitting. You’ve been here so many years. Just like that, you’re gone… huh,” Dr. Smith...

Cassandra came into work today, not in her usual purple scrubs outfit. The uniform she had worn for over a dozen years she had been working here. It felt strange to walk through the halls of the hospital with her form-fitting white blouse and black pencil skirt. She knew her shift started an hour ago, but she had already had a conversation with her supervisor. A self-absorbed cunt who was a decade younger than Cassandra w...

“Hey, honey,” Erin called from the bedroom. “Can you zip me up, please?” “Sure, dear,” I said, finishing the last gulp of my coffee. “Wow, look at what we have here…” I marveled at my wife’s backside as I approached. She wore a slender red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places and made the gorgeous woman look like fire came to life. Erin giggled as she looked over her shoulder, both hands holding her blonde...

“What part of ‘I want to speak to your manager’ do you not understand?” The waitress, who was already shrunk and folded into herself like a frightened turtle, took a step back. Her eyes were down at her fingers, nervously kneading another. “Y-yes, ma’am. I-I understand it just; the manager isn’t here right now and—” “Well, isn’t that convenient?” Erin balked loudly as she looked around at the other guests eating their mea...

“I’m never leaving this goddamn place,” Mark mumbled to himself as his fingers clacked angrily on the keyboard. The master lights in the office had clicked off hours ago. Somewhere in the distance, the cleaning crew vacuumed, and their small Bluetooth speaker played music. It had been a month since his ‘encounter’ with Cynthia from HR, and quite a bit had happened. It turns out she never sent over that bill for her car re...

Mark put the car in park in his office parking lot, sighed his daily defeated sigh, and then opened his door to begin yet another day of pointless office work. The Tesla driver parked beside him was parked on the dividing parking space line, so he could only crack open his door and hold his breath as he squeezed out of the parking spot. He grabbed his shoulder bag and coffee, but the cup slipped from his fingers. He dove...

Mr. Knight’s hands reached around my throat with a strip of black leather. While other girls might have been getting weak in the knees at the thought of their young, immature boyfriend clasping a cheap gold necklace around their neck, I was getting wet between the thighs as my Master secured my new dog collar to my throat. Feeling the thick fabric cinch snug against my trachea made a girlish smile peek from the corner of...

I sat in class and felt Professor Kent’s eyes weighing on me like a pair of boulders pressing on my shoulders. If I could get away with it without drawing more attention to myself, I’d have ducked under my desk for the remainder of the class until he had left. The tension I felt alone was nearly unbearable. What made it worse were the hundred other students piled in their seats to the left, right, and before me, completel...

Chapter one The tip of my tongue was at the base of the pink dildo, and I traced the wet silicone past the midway point all the way to the round tip of the fake cock. I tasted my juices, the hint of the silicone material in the background, and the faint flavor of my roommate’s pussy. It would have to be faint as the four times in the last thirsty minutes I fucked myself with this pink, slightly curved sex toy. I squirted...

Chapter One The Port of Miami was one of the busiest ports in the United States. It serviced thousands of shipping container freighters coming in and going out of the country. Tourists loaded up in seven different cruise lines. Lorenzo stated there was a finite window tonight where both Marlene would be brought and loaded onto a shipping container, and the ship would remain in port. He warned, though, that once the ship s...

Chapter One My eyes floated over the gorgeous woman’s body as I realized the weight of what I had done. Whether the Boss allowed his wife to sleep around on her own time or not, I knew he did not allow his men to fuck her. I had heard stories of men being dried in concrete and dropped in the sea for doing less than what I had just done. And yet, I found my cock stirring at the thought of being inside her. Marlene was clos...

Chapter One I changed lanes, and my eyes alternated their focus between rear view mirrors and the road ahead in a continuous cycle. No tails. The boss had called him specifically to be on alert this week. To watch his wife with a close eye. He wasn’t specific, but it was something serious if the boss was calling. The last time I had spoken to the boss was over a year ago when I was first brought into the family. I wasn’t...