County Sheriff Tom Carson was excited for his weekend. His 22-year-old son Carl was bringing home his new girlfriend to meet him and his wife. This was his son's first serious relationship, and he was proud of his son. From everything Carl told him, Sara was a great girl: smart, accomplished, hard-working, and quite beautiful (based on some cheeky Instagram stalking). Carl had arrived the prior night and brimmed with exci...

The next day was Saturday, and I had the weekend off from the nursing home. I was planning on doing a lot of sexual experimenting that first weekend, let me tell you. I had the whole summer to save up to buy a car before I started my Junior year of high school. I wasn't old enough to go out and buy any sex toys, and I didn't want to go looking through Mom's room to find any, so I just had to make do with my fingers at fir...

I remember watching a woman audition for Pop Idol on TV and within twenty seconds of her making a fool of herself in front of Simon Cowell, I had to leave our family living room to escape the pain of embarrassment. It was the first time I recognised my great fear: humiliation. Seeing a person being embarrassed causes me distress and actual physical discomfort, and these symptoms are supercharged when I am the subject of a...

The following story is fiction. However, it is based on two events that took place when my wife and I visited Paris in 2012. There was an attractive couple in our hotel. I’ll call them Brett and Louise. One morning when I left the hotel to get some items for our lunch, I saw Louise being chatted up by a Frenchman. She was openly flirting with him and looked to be on the verge of leaving with the man when her husband appea...

His spell on me is broken. I stay still, frozen. I refuse to take instructions from anyone, especially from him. Even under current circumstances. It takes a lot more for this feral feline to be eating out of his hand. He can use me, we have established that, but he will not order me around. Even if he has this black-magic way with words that seep into my mind taking it on a delicious joyride. “Knickers off,” he repeats i...

The Lady Harlot, pristine and made ready during the trip, held in the docking pattern over their new destination. On the radio, Liddy argued with traffic control. “Listen, Lake River control! I am not setting down on the fishing docks! I am here to service the local nobility, and I can't do that if they get overwhelmed by the scent of rancid fish! So either get me a docking slip somewhere rich or I'm setting down on someo...

Louise and the Fox stood close together, holding one another as the powerful jet of the shower cascaded down on them. They were cleaning up after an early afternoon fuck at the Fox’s place in London. Before fucking her, the Fox had, for the first time, spanked Louise. It was something she wanted to do for a while. They had talked it over for a long time before trying it. “Are you absolutely sure, about the rest?” the Fox...

How long had he been following me for? Was it due to my outfit, was anything too revealing about it? Maybe I was being paranoid, and he was walking towards the bus station like I was. Sure, I had my moments when I thought the world revolved around me, but those were quickly snapped when reality sneaked its way into my illusory realm. It's my skirt, it has to be, I thought, glancing back at my mysterious follower. No, he m...