I walked along the side of the university pool, ready for an evening of training for the next water polo match. John, the men’s team captain then shouted across to me, “Erik, did you not see the noticeboard? Our session is off tonight. We are letting the women’s team use tonight's session to prepare for their grudge match with Coventry Uni tomorrow night.” “Oh, by the way, Anita would like to talk to you, she has a favour...

As I arch off the wooden seat to the limit of my straining bonds, I'm not sure whether the burning need to cum or my jackhammering pulse will kill me first. The thin white ropes that criss-cross my naked body tighten, skin imprinted with showy knots. I gasp: “Please, oh God pleeease.” My needy voice is hollow, bouncing off the walls of their airy apartment. Rumbling vibrations torment my balls in their, now hairless, sac....

Bradley was already home when I got home from work. I opened the apartment door and I saw his shoes; expensive trendy designer shoes. My fiancé Max dressed more traditionally, which I found even more ironic since he was quite unconventional behind closed doors. “Hey!” I called to Bradley. “Hey…baby,” Bradley said walking around the corner to greet me by the door. “Baby?” I laughed. “Well,” Bradley said, “That is what we d...

"I want to go shopping babe," I said sitting on Tommy's bed, "for sex toys." It was Saturday morning and I had picked up Terri to bring him to Tommy's house. I was finally living back near Terri and Tommy after I quit my new job two hours away, which had taken me away from them all week long. Now I was only working part time, but I was happier to be closer to my men every day. My boyfriend Terri was working full time and...

Shooting a man ain't like in the movies. Sure, the mechanical part's a cinch: cock, point, bang, done. But they don't show the emotional cost of taking a life. The endless replays. The blast. The recoil jolting me from wrist to shoulder. The way Brennan ragdolled back onto the motel bed, his blood smearing then pooling on the crumpled sheets we'd recently occupied. Doubt I'll ever forget the surprise. The finality etched...

"Go stand in the corner. When I come over, you will pull your shorts down to your knees and put your hands up high, flat on the wall with your ass jutting out. I will then start the session. Your ass belongs to me tonight." Leeanna did as she was told. She was quivering because she knew this session would be challenging, but the submissive was determined to do her best. Her Dominant put four Peace Dollars beneath her thum...

As she headed home, Hope could barely believe the events of the last twenty-four hours. She was still in a daze from all that Glenn had shown her. It was exactly what she had needed. She was no timid virgin, not at fifty, but she had not had any serious lovers in years. Actually, there were only a couple of what would have been notoriously referred to as one-night stands.   Last night had changed everything. In the pub, s...

At the scratch of metal on metal in our apartment lock, I slid my wrist into the fourth leather restraint from the bed's corners and pulled to tighten it. No going back. Bound. Naked. Open. Hers. My breasts quivered with each taut breath as the front door clicked shut and she rummaged through drawers in the adjacent living room. Excitement fluttered where trepidation ended. I'd been edging since I finished work early, bed...

My name is Kayla Margaret Nichols. I’ve always been the girl who makes the decisions, calls the shots, and seals the deal, so to speak. My brother used to call me Take-Charge Marge, which I hated. But I found that I was good at taking the reins and it served me well throughout high school and college. Now I have a great job and a top position in the company that I work for. I guess I have to admit, being Take-Charge Marge...