I stood outside little Sierra's apartment door holding a present. Jewelry. The blue velvet box was small, but it wasn't cheap. I thought, for the twelfth time that day, that offering gifts was probably not the master strategy for a new dom and his submissive new girlfriend. "Don't be a fool," said one part of my brain. "She doesn't want presents. She doesn't need presents. What she needs is to be tied down good and tight...

“I’m sorry, Craig, but it’s Ferdinand that I love.” My wife’s hand was inside the Eurotrash’s shirt, one of those open, rippling blouses the guys on her romance novel covers wear. He had long black hair, dark eyes, and a smoldering look that reminded me of nothing so much as Derek Zoolander’s Blue Steel. “I understand, Jess.” What? No, I didn’t. My wife’s pretty green eyes showed so much relief at this. “You’ve been a goo...

My name is Leo. I guess you could say I am three-quarters gay, but I mostly think of myself as straight. I have a smart, beautiful girlfriend, although, now that I think about it, she was always kind of butch-looking. Marisa was an engineering student, ramrod straight, physically, I mean she physically stood like a ramrod. She had a smoking hot body when she was naked, with big tits, a skinny waist, and narrow hips. Of co...

Marcus’s last words thrilled me, and I basked proudly at his referring to me as “an amazing, sexy slut.” Along with Jamal, the three of us decided it would be best to take our carnal activities to more comfortable surroundings. Plus, the bar stools we had been using were taking a real beating. Looking toward the line of cabanas lining the perimeter of the rooftop of L’Hotel des Secrets, I quickly spotted one that was empt...

“What the heck did you just ask me?” She turned her face away from me, but not before I caught a glimpse of the shock and embarrassment in her eyes. I felt angry, but her expression was one of embarrassment and hurt. I started to reach for her, then thought better of it. I fixed my collar, then placed my hands firmly at my sides. “Did you just say that you wanted me to tie you up and fuck you? Because that just came out o...

It was Monday, the day after the incredible sex-filled party weekend my husband Dave and I attended in San Francisco. A lot happened, including a significant change in my job status that included a nice increase in my income.Before leaving the hotel yesterday, Amy had taken me aside and said she had some news about my first assignment as the new “Executive Analyst” and wanted me to have more background information before...

The big day is finally here. It is early on a Friday afternoon. The limousine that will take us from our home in the Silicon Valley area of Northern California to a four-star hotel in San Francisco is due to arrive at any moment.Two of the hottest parties of this, or any other year, will happen there. My husband Dave and I are all packed and ready for a weekend of partying courtesy of Jeffrey Scott, the President, and CEO...

It was about 4:00 pm on Friday, and I was sitting in my office of the rapidly growing and successful high tech company I work for in Silicon Valley. I was so distracted that I could not concentrate on work. I knew my husband Dave had to work all weekend, and it was up to me to see what kind of fun I could find, or trouble I could get into. I realized this would involve being on my own, and possibly (okay, hopefully) havin...