He could feel the ache in his corneas even after pressing his eyes shut. The glowing screen sat squarely before him, waiting. Judging him. He’d told himself that he wouldn’t go to bed until he’d put something down, justified the day somehow. That had been four hours ago. Folding his hands behind his head, his gaze drifted to the doorway at the periphery of his vision. The only other light in the apartment came from the be...

We sit side by side on the couch, our laptops before us. He's brought work home, as is frequently the case, while I'm writing. We've passed plenty of evenings like this. Tonight, however, something about my demeanor captures his attention. Feeling his stare on me, I look over at him. "What is it?" His gaze moves to my laptop screen, and I have the sudden urge to minimize the open document. Despite my best efforts, he sens...

Handing me the remote-controlled vibrator, he instructed me to nestle it against my little nub. “I’ll choose when and how long to tease you. You may cum, but the buzzing may stop before you climax.” It was his game; he made the rules. Songs with a number in the title provided an opportunity for stimulation, as did the time on the clock, dipping under the speed limit, and more. I was about to cum when traffic slowed below...

"I'm just saying he's hot!" I joked. Cindy no longer blushed when I talked like that about her stepdad. She was used to it. "I wonder what he's like in bed?" I asked. That made her blush. "Rach, you are such a perv," she said. "I like sex, but why is it that you think about it twenty-four hours a day?" she added. She was right. Out of our circle of friends, I thought about every type of sex more than all our friends combi...

Leap Day comes around only once every four years. One tradition associated with this rare day is that women are allowed to propose to men. Naturally, the tradition began long before women's empowerment, but as a submissive wife, I thought I'd follow this with certain enticing twists. First, I sent Sir a text explaining my idea and asking his permission to go forward. He immediately agreed. With that go-ahead, I began by s...

I fought against the restraints, but the cuffs circling my wrists and ankles held me firm. Strands of my auburn hair clung to my face, which was damp with sweat. "Please, Jane, just give me a minute!" I begged. I lay spread-eagled on Jane's bed while she knelt between my legs. When our eyes met, I marveled at the change in her. Outside this room, the forty-two-year-old woman was soft-spoken and gentle, her smile warm. I d...

"You wanted this, so don’t start bitching now, you brat,” T stated. He was right. I had nagged and nagged at him to pay more attention to me, so now that he was, I couldn’t very well complain. Besides, where would be the fun in complaining when this was absolutely what I wanted, at least I hoped it was. “How many is that?” “Seven,” I gasped. I was tied, spread eagle, to the bed as I had been for an hour. During that time,...

The day after I had got home after the dinner party at my in-laws' house, my phone buzzed. It was a message from my father-in-law. Susanna, his wife, had gone to visit her sister; I was, as a result, to come to their house that evening. All arrangements had been made; I just needed to bring an overnight bag. With Charles still away on business, I hopped in my Range Rover to make the hour’s drive. Parking in the sweep of g...

I never understood the concept of happy hump day, because Wednesday had always been just another day. But I was finding it a huge struggle to get through this Wednesday. There were several reasons. One was that I had just finished my period and it always made me feel very irritated... not to mention super duper horny. Another was that I had spent the last five days absolutely alone. And I suppose that last bit was the mai...

Goddamn it, what happened? My head is throbbing, and will someone please answer that knock at the door? Where am I, and why does my head hurt so fucking bad? "Housekeeping!" I hear someone yelling, and I look towards a door. Looking around, there's peeling paint, a large hole in the wall, and it stinks. I'm busy. I shouted, hoping she would go away. "I'll be back in ten minutes," I hear her say, "and it's time for you to...

David Atkins stirred in his sleep and lazily almost opened his eyes. The steady thrum of the aircraft engines was such a lulling sound. Then it hit him. Jet engines don’t thrum, they purr. He came fully awake with a start and looked frantically around. If his seat belt hadn’t been holding him tightly in the seat, he would probably have jumped to his feet. He stared out the window at the silver wing and the two rapidly spi...

Annabelle awoke to the smell of eggs and bacon. When she walked into the kitchen, Nicole was standing at the stove fixing breakfast. “Good morning, cowgirl,” Annabelle said cheerily. Nicole spun around in surprise. “I’m sorry, Mistress Ann,” she sputtered. “I’m not naked... but I’m only wearing this apron because of the bacon.” She took a deep breath and then said in almost a sob, “I tried, but the bacon spits and spatter...