According to the rules established by her, he could only have three toys at a time, but it was rare when he got the chance to choose. So, when the opportunity came to his door, he did not miss it to use all of them at once, eagerness flowing like blood in his veins. He returned with stumbling feet, holding a beaded massager, a cock ring, and a ball gag, his whole body still quivering from the tease before, yet eager for m...

The lights had been out in Miss Lexington’s bedroom for around ten minutes. Chris had been lying awake, thinking over the last day and a half, here at Miss Lexington's immaculate home. He wanted to know, what was it about the Sunday Telegraph that Miss Lexington was looking forward to. He thought it was best to get to sleep and see it play out in the morning. Just as he was starting to drift off, he suddenly remembered th...

Female’s P.O.V~ It all began with his eyes, conversing with mine with such persuasive language. He’d gaze at me with a steady depth in his eyes, not showcasing any sign of resignation. Yet I could still sense his delicate side, seizing him to turn bashful when I’d give him the same eyes. Then, one day, when he finally talked to me, I was confirmed about my perception as I could see the courage he had gathered stuttering t...

It’s another long day of fires burning and fires extinguishing. His clients aren’t making things easy for the team. Small victories happen every day, while challenges keep pouring in. “Ach, at least the small victories…” He takes a drag from his cigarette on the patio, massaging his temples. The sun is slowly setting, reddening plants and windows in all the surroundings. Closing the last call, he’s contemplating the plan...

Why do people collect unusual items? To someone who doesn’t collect, it might appear strange, a waste of time and space. But for those who collect, it’s the opposite. When they come across something unique and rare, their immediate thought is to save its beauty for themselves and to showcase it on their prized shelf. They can’t bear to let the beauty of the item go to waste. It cannot be any truer that “beauty is in the e...

It was right after my thesis was accepted that my graduate advisor took ill and was hospitalized, so I was assigned a new advisor to help me prepare for the oral exam. Dr. Brownlee was a senior fellow at the nearby Institute for the Study of Curative Equity, but she had been Dean of the Sociology Department here at New Dominion University and, in fact, had developed the Black Studies program in which I was enrolled. So I...

Male’s Perspective: I had been noticing that pained expression in her eyes, that heartbreaking gaze that seemed to repeatedly lose its focus, staring into nothingness. Despite appearing content, there was an underlying disturbance that robbed her of serenity. It tore at my heart. Each time I looked at her, my discomfort intensified. I yearned to ask what haunted her, what stole her peace away. Yet, she consistently masked...

Harriet bent down to suck my throbbing cock, guiding Mel to start massaging my prostate. Mel had a flushed look, and Harriet guided me to start sucking Mel's smooth, firm breasts. I’ve always been a breast man, and sucking at Mel’s full and firm breasts had me hard and ready in no time at all. After a few more minutes, Harriet and Mel both stopped. Harriet explained they both had a dominating outlook, and it was now time...

“Marc, get over here quick. TB has screwed up again. I need you.” I spoke firmly into the phone, hiding my inner smile. TB is Tech Boy - one of my new subs. He's good with software and helps me but sometimes he screws up. He's a good boy. Marc is a client and a friend. He looks like a librarian or an accountant, but is also launching his midlife career as a debauched man. Ten minutes later, there was a knock at the door....