Bryan and I remain silent as he drives me back to my real life. I can't believe our weekend together is already over. I look out the window as I recall the time that Bryan and I shared after the evening at the club. He drew me a bubble bath and joined me in it. I got the sweet, caring Bryan. He washed and kissed me as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. "I'm sorry about Sylvia. I was afraid I'd take you to th...

The basement feels like I've stumbled into a parallel universe. Noticing my trouble, Bryan squeezes my hand and gives me a kiss on the cheek. The playroom looks like a dungeon, and I have to admit it's pretty intimidating. "Ready?" asks my master. I nod. "Perfect! Take off your dress and I'll put this on you," he explains, showing me my leash. "For the rest of the evening, you'll be walking on your hands and knees, unders...

I'm washed, perfumed and all dolled up. But still naked. I'm afraid Bryan's thinking of taking me out like this. On a leash. Would I let him? I'm relieved when my master brings me a dress and orders me to put it on. Well, dress may be a strong word. Black, but made of a material that's practically translucent, the garment is held together by thin straps and the neckline struggles to contain my breasts. At the bottom, the...

This morning, we look like any other couple. Bryan lets me have breakfast at the dinner table with him. Of course, I'm still naked except for my submissive collar. I have to admit, I can't imagine not wearing it. I almost want to ask Bryan if he'll let me keep it. I already know that's a bad idea. This collar is a symbol that I belong to him. I'll have to take it off when I go back to my husband. After all, it's not as if...

How long is Bryan going to keep me waiting? I feel like I've been in this position for hours. My knees hurt. If I were any braver, I'd join him in his office and ask him to fuck me the way I want to be fucked. Instead, I stay here, bent over the sofa like a fool. When I finally hear footsteps behind me, my heart clenches and my stomach tighten. I know he's going to fuck me in the ass, but at this point, I don't fear it. W...

Naked on the sofa, I rest against Bryan. He strokes my hair as I think back to that call with Alexander. I've never been so eager to question all my life choices. I'm so happy here with Bryan. The wise thing to do would be to return home. If my husband comes back early and finds our house empty, everything will fall apart. This dirty call was so out of character for him. Something's wrong, I know it. "You want to talk abo...

My master leads me to the back door and my heart starts pounding. Bryan may live in one of those villas where you can't see a neighbor for miles around, but the idea of walking around in the backyard completely naked and with an anal toy makes me feel uncomfortable. Bryan insists as he open the door, and I gather my courage to step out. It's a beautiful day. The sun warms my skin instantly. Bryan suggests I dip in the poo...

I stopped counting after seven orgasms. When the vibration finally stops, Bryan releases me from my restraints. The kiss he gives me is filled with desire and promise. Without a word, he picks me up and carries me to the bathroom. My master only wears a pair of sweatpants, while I'm still completely naked apart from my collar. He turns on the shower and makes sure it's at the right temperature before forcing me in. I give...

I wake up, still confused about what really happened last night. The fire burning between my thighs proves that I didn't dream yesterday's session. Expecting to find Bryan by my side, I notice that the place beside me in bed is empty. I'm confused about what to do. I hear a noise in the distance and suspect he must be in the kitchen, but since he hasn't given me any instructions, I prefer not go and join him. I'm itching...

"I'll be there in an hour. Be ready." My hands shake as I read this text message. If my husband knew I was in a hotel room getting ready to spend the weekend with Bryan, I couldn't imagine what he would do. We've been married less than six months, a marriage of convenience. My family believed Alexander was a suitable match. I stare at myself in the mirror. Following Bryan's instructions, I slip into a black dress, long wi...