It was a little after seven on a Thursday evening when Brad appeared in my office doorway. I looked up at him in surprise. "I didn't know anyone else was here." "We're the last two left." Leaning against the doorframe, he folded his arms over his chest and smiled. "You seem stressed, Tim." I took off my reading glasses so I could rub my bleary eyes. "Is that a polite way of telling me I look old and tired?" His smile wide...

I glowered at my phone, my mood darkening as I read the latest text from my girlfriend. "Goddamn it," I muttered. Cameron, my roommate, strolled into the living room at that moment. "Let me guess," he said. "Kendra's still pissed at you." "Yep." Sighing heavily, I tossed the phone onto the couch cushion next to me. "How long is she going to punish me for saying I don't want to go to her friend's bridal shower? I mean, who...

Sunday morning, Cathy went to church as usual. Well, not entirely as usual. She had showered and dressed in her sober Sunday clothes, but Rex teased her pussy mercilessly throughout breakfast so that, when she left for church, her panties were soaked and the smell of ripe pussy quite overwhelmed her conservative cologne. I had slept exceedingly well that night, unlike the night before. The all-night fuck-fest going on in...

The next morning, Saturday, after I had served breakfast - I was naked except for my cock cage - Rex put a collar around my neck and attached a leash. I had only been allowed a slice of dry toast. “You’ll thank me later,” Rex said, although I remained pretty hungry. “We’re going out to earn the money to replace your lingerie,” Rex told Cathy. “I know you’ll be a good girl while I’m gone, but I’m having a friend come over...

A month after Trent and I reached our new agreement, I finished my junior year of college. I'd also quit my job at the café so I could be available to him whenever he wanted me. And it turned out that he wanted me a lot. I was soon spending more nights at his place than my own. The drastic change in my schedule didn't escape Bobby's notice, so I told my roommate I was no longer working at the café because I needed a chang...

It was late when I showed up at Trent's house, still wearing my work uniform. I'd spent my entire shift at the café trying to imagine every possible scenario that could unfold tonight. Finally, I told myself to get over my wounded pride so I could focus on giving this man exactly what he was paying for. As to why he insisted on paying me a shitload, I had no idea, but I was determined to keep my feelings out of our arrang...

I was confused, even a little uneasy, about how much I'd enjoyed that kiss. As perceptive as Trent was, he quickly sensed my conflicted emotions and tried to lighten the mood. "I made quite a mess," he said through a grin. Now that I was lying directly on top of him, his cum coated my skin as well. After I moved to lie at his side, he suggested I wash up in the bathroom while he got me a drink. A few minutes later, we bot...

I walked into the Mars Bar just after midnight. It was a Friday night. It had been a hard week on the road, dealing with traffic that wasn't getting any lighter despite what the statistics told me. The place was crowded, as you'd expect the only lesbian bar to be in a small city like Adelaide, in South Australia. Dressed as I was, there was no mistaking me for some bi-chic out to sneak a kiss from a woman, just to tell he...

As soon as I made it clear to Trent that I was ready for more, he drew me to my feet, then guided me onto the bed. Again, I expected him to kiss me, but instead, he placed a hand against my cheek. His gaze grew almost tender while he regarded me, and I got the feeling he was assuring himself that I really was fine with going further. I decided it was time to convince him. Though I was still nervous, I realized it would do...

“Is it okay with you if Mason fucks me?” I asked, enunciating the question clearly and precisely. It was a simple one, but I didn’t want to have to repeat it. Anna looked mildly surprised. Her long, lank hair, still damp from the shower, did absolutely nothing to detract from her radiant perfection. Rather, it seemed to accentuate the widening of her large, clear eyes. “Can I watch?” She didn’t address me; she was looking...

I shivered, pushing my hands deeper into the front pocket of the black hoody that hid my skinny frame and mentally cursing my decision not to bring a coat. Jeans and a jumper just weren’t enough for nine o’clock on a mid-October morning in the Midlands. At least Derby train station was busy on a weekday, unlike the isolated rural platform where I’d last stood waiting for a man I’d never met. That had been the previous sum...

"Hello, Matthew," came a deep and familiar voice from the phone. "I see I am not the only one who gets to ride you hard and put you up wet." “H-hello,” Matthew said to the cell phone in his trembling hand. “Unless you want me to paste those photos all over the teacher’s lounge you just debased…” There was a long pause from the caller, which allowed Matthew to imagine this scenario in all its horrors. “You will march that...