Luke woke up to the faint morning light filtering through the bedroom curtains, his body still buzzing with the lingering sensations of the night before. His wrists were bound tightly, the silk scarves digging slightly into his skin, a reminder of Sez's playful torment. The taste of her filled his mouth, not just from the scarf gag, but from the memory of her sweet essence on his tongue. As his eyes adjusted to the dim li...

The dimly lit bar buzzed with lively chatter and the soft hum of music in the background, providing the perfect atmosphere for a night of revelry and potential romance. Among the crowd, Luke, a tall and lanky man in his early thirties, nursed his beer, his eyes discreetly fixed on the object of his secret desire, Sez. She was a vision, with her fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders and her slim yet athletic figure c...

Chapter I The elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, and Sarah stepped out into the hallway of her apartment building. Her heels clicked against the polished floor, echoing in the empty corridor. As she approached her door, she fumbled in her purse for her keys, the weight of the day still heavy on her shoulders, that were hunched and tense after a gruelling Friday at the office. The weight of the day bore down on her...

The sun was shining when I boarded the train that cold afternoon in late November. As usual, there were few people onboard at this time of day. I frequently choose to travel at odd hours to avoid peak travel periods. I settled into a window seat and placed my bag on the overhead shelf as the train began to move. The gorgeous panorama outside the window was framed by shadows as the sun started to set. I normally just sit b...

In the vast expanse of the Lone Star State, where everything is said to be grander and more magnificent, there exists a woman who not only embodies this sentiment but surpasses it with unparalleled grace and beauty. Ms. Texas stands as a living testament to the notion that some beings are simply beyond the realm of ordinary mortals, her very presence defying the limits of imagination. Her figure, sculpted as if by the han...

The music seems to slow, and my drink goes down the wrong way as She enters the warm, cosy lounge booked exclusively for our event. A winter cloak covering the rest, I’m first treated only to Her wonderful, shapely legs that end in a pair of blood-red, mid-heeled pumps. If She’s nervous, She’s hiding it well, and a mysterious smile plays on Her small lips whose colour matches the shoes. Her short chestnut curls bounce as...

“I will keep these items, Miss Carling. You won’t be needing them in the near future.” It’s barely two minutes since Rupert pulled his fully erect dick out of my sopping sex. And now he’s telling me to get out – with all of my clothing bunched up in his fist. He snatches up my panties off the floor before I even have the chance to think of retrieving them. My mind is addled with a churn of mixed emotions. The euphoria of...