Emily led Jake down a narrow hallway and stopped at a door marked 'Human Resources' and gestured for him to enter first. The room beyond was much like any other HR office he had seen before except for Rachel, who sat behind her desk in all her naked glory. She was in her mid-twenties with long wheat colored hair that cascaded like waves. She was sipping from a can of Sprite, her bright blue eyes twinkling with a mischievo...

Ms. Marshall took the lead, her confident steps leading Jake to follow with his flaccid genitals hanging limply between his legs. As they moved through the office, he couldn't help but feel self-conscious about his nakedness, but the lingering pleasure from Ms. Marshall's mouth kept him at ease. With each passing moment, he felt a sense of freedom and belonging, boosted by Ms. Marshall's unwavering confidence. At the end...

The Friday afternoon sun was blinding as Jake made his way towards the glass doors of the office building. He paused and gazed at his reflection in the mirrored building front, his piercing blue eyes taking in the sight of his tall, well-built figure. He couldn't help but feel satisfied with how he looked in the clothing he had chosen, and his dark brown hair was flawlessly styled in a fashionable cut. His heart was beati...

Bureaucracy had enabled him to earn a living for over twenty years, but now, on the other side of the fence, it felt like a chore and one that he found exhausting. Her questions had a clear purpose, but he struggled more with each passing minute. She recognised that he was finding the process difficult. It was part of her job to help those she met open up, providing insight into how their issues affected them. However, sh...

"Did you bring those references?" I blink. This conversation couldn't get any weirder. Sure it seemed like an interview. We sat in an office. I tried not to keep adjusting my tie. And she reviewed papers nearly sorted in a small manilla folder. The only clue to the utter insanity of the situation was the lack of a resume. No, instead of my work history, she perused glossy 8 by 10 photos of my nude body in exacting positio...

When my second phone call came, at least I didn’t stop masturbating. My plans for a peaceful evening, home alone, were quickly disrupted by my friends and business. “No, I’m fine,” I told Ginger. “You girls deserve some autonomy without me shouting into your ear. Have fun.” “You should be in the studio with us, fearless leader.” “No. I stay behind the scenes, and all of you know this. You’re the stars, not me.” “Are you a...

Pam stepped up to the passenger check-in at the Atlanta airport. After being summoned to Los Angeles by Jeanie and Wild Bill, she decided to take the jump into something new and unknown. She was both excited and scared of what was ahead for her. Pam had done well as a model for catalog sales in the lingerie business. Those many pictures of her had spawned new outlets for her to earn thousands of dollars as well as other a...

Hello, My name is Dorion. In this series, I will tell you how I became one of the most prominent BDSM players in New Orleans, LA.A little bit about me. I'm twenty-eight years old, and I'm black. I stand at six feet four and weigh about two-hundred-and forty pounds with a shaved head. Not to brag, but I also have a ten-inch dick that's quite thick and very prominent in my pants. I work in manufacturing. So I stay in shape...