The performances are strictly by invitation. The madame knows who the real high-rollers are among her clientele, and only those with the fattest wallets and the most urgent needs rate a trip to the deepest cellar of her luxury establishment. Down there, accommodations are much less comfortable, just hard, cold, stone walls, steel cages and devices intended to restrain the suffering bodies of beautiful young women. The cru...

Down at the corner dairy was a young woman named Michelle. Michelle was perhaps nineteen, very cute, and quite flat in the chest. Often when I stopped there after work for bread or milk or Lotto, she would give me a friendly smile and we would strike up a brief conversation. I had to work late one evening. It was maybe 2:00am when I pulled up in front of the store on my way home. I pulled open the door to the shop and wen...

The scene is a bus stop, a three sided, shallow structure with a roof and a bench. It's out in the country, near the end of a bus line created to bring commuters into the city. In a few years, suburban housing might make it out this far but for now it's lightly populated. It's the middle of the night, roughly eleven pm, faintly lighted with a single bulb. One person sits in the shelter, a young man, perhaps twenty, twenty...

I took my job as a security guard very seriously. A lot of people think of it as a flaky job, but I busted my butt to do the job well and to keep my eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary. Not that it didn't get boring, but that was one of the nice features of working the graveyard shift. You were alone and it was quiet, and if you were feeling horny, you could whip out your dick and whack off. I liked being able to...

I was nervous. Almost eighteen months had passed since I’d seen my husband, and a lot had happened since then. As I stood at the airport, waiting for his flight to arrive, I remembered the last time I'd stood there, when I was waving him goodbye. “Damn it! I wish I could be here with you when the baby comes,” John said. ”So do I, baby,” I said. ”But we can't change the war, can we?” I couldn’t help it. I started to cry. "I...

I can‘t stand cold, gloomy British winters so when I got made redundant last November, I decided – having no real ties or responsibilities for the first time in my adult life — to spend a chunk of my pay-off on a long trip to Thailand, living on the cheap to stretch it out for as long as possible. I rented a little hut on a beach – more like a camp-site with one lot of shared toilets and showers. And if I was freaked out...

I’m sure my parents thought they were doing the right thing. I’m sure they thought that if they removed me from temptation by moving us out to the suburbs, they’d somehow “cure” me. Or maybe they just thought it would be easier to keep tabs on me out there. At any rate, after they found out what I had been doing, it wasn’t long before they had rented a suburban home in a “nice” neighbourhood and enrolled me in a new schoo...

Ursula, Charlotte and Stacey were done. Their buying spree had taken them all over the mall, culminating in an orgy of shopping for incredibly sexy lingerie. Surprisingly, in a fashion universe seemingly created for the toothpicks of the world, they had found a boutique catering to what the three of them had in spades, curves, curves, and more curves. They even had gorgeous bras in larger than life sizes to accommodate an...

I will have harmony in the harem. The girls know this from the day they arrive. I know better than to require perfect pitch. There will always be competition, petty jealousy and idle bitchiness when sex slaves are held in close quarters. Where punishments are plentiful and favours are few, some competition is inevitable. But every girl within these stone walls must cooperate smoothly, whatever her personal relationships,...

A single bead of sweat rolled down Erin's chest then disappeared into her ample cleavage, and I found myself fascinated by the thought that it might continue unimpeded until it reached the puff of blonde pubic hair at the juncture of her thick thighs. When she glanced up from her drink, I quickly shifted my gaze to the voluptuous woman approaching us from the hotel. Erin, my wife’s best friend, glanced over her shoulder,...

Lexi is a squeaky clean librarian that I've been dating for the past two months. Under normal circumstances I would have dumped her by now since she's never even come close to giving up her pussy to me. However, there is something about her that keeps me interested. Maybe it's the way her pointy nipples push through her sweater, the look of her legs adorned with argyle socks, or perhaps it's the way she sucks on my tongue...

It was a hot July and I was working at my father's restaurant. Since it was seasonal, the staff only worked there from May until September. I started working there when I was ten years old, but now that I was eighteen, I was promoted to a more responsible position. The restaurant had a cellar where we stored all the foodstuffs, a main floor that could accommodate 180 people, and an upstairs that could hold 80 people. I wa...

My wife Jane has the strongest sex drive of any woman I have ever known. It is a good thing that I love to watch her being fucked by a variety of men, because even if I objected there would be no way to stop her. So instead of having her sneak around, I make it exciting for both of us by participating in her fun and games, and even finding men for her to fuck. Not that she has any trouble finding them on her own. She is a...

Marie and her husband and were being overwhelmed by bills last year, so to help out a little she took a part-time job as an assistant at a local nursing home. Her duties consisted mainly of cleaning the rooms of the elderly people who lived there. She worked with two other women who were both in their mid thirties as she was and they soon had a lot of fun. They knew the horny old men were checking them out as they worked,...

She looked so sexy stretched out naked on our bed, her eyes closed, the palm of one hand resting on her pubic mound. Victoria, my wife, hadn't expected me home this early, and I stood fascinated at the bedroom door, watching her bring herself to an afternoon delight. I had never seen her masturbate before that day, although she had never denied that she did. She was so engrossed in her sexual fantasy as she fingered her c...