I slept so well that night. It wasn’t just the sex. I was truly happy for the first time in quite a while. Miss was the reason. For some reason, it felt really good to call her that. It had just popped out instead of Katherine. When asked if I knew my role, I didn’t even have to think. Yes was the obvious answer. I was a submissive beta woman and she was my alpha, my Mistress, my Miss. It felt so natural, so comforting. I...

‘Asr Menos, a thin, rat tail of a man, glared at the hijabi, arms across his chest. He wore the same expensive tunic every day, thinking it made him look important, but deep down he was as dirt poor as everyone else in Bethlehem these days. He kept glancing at the altar to Zeus and Athena in the back of his stall, making sure the lamp was still lit. “It’s a sizable hole, Menos, what do you expect me to do?” Siroun demande...

“I wish I were going with you,” I complained, while I watched Dara put on her makeup for an afternoon shift at the Angel Room club. I was lying on the couch of her apartment, wrapped in a knitted blanket, trying to preserve the warmth she had left behind in the cushions for a few minutes longer. The TV was dark, the obscure rom-com she’d shared with me this morning long finished. “Can you imagine?” Dara giggled, pausing h...

There was no way it was real. That name. Dara. That little string of numbers written next to it, quickly but with care. It was all a fiction of some sort. I couldn’t let myself fall into believing otherwise. She was a stripper, the woman who had written out those letters on the back of this business card and pressed it into my hand. Strippers were professional liars. That wasn’t a judgment against them, just a fact. There...

“My girls!” Larry Doyle called out from the front of the locker room at the Minx Mixer Lounge. His voice was as cheerful as an off-the-shelf greeting card, and there had been a time when both of those things might have brought a warm glow to Lillith’s mood. Lately, though, greeting cards had come to feel like markers of where an honest gesture should have been, and Larry’s voice left a sourness under her skin that she was...

We’d all had a few drinks when the subject first came up. Kendra might have had one or two more than Wes or me. “Top celebrity crush this month,” Wes prompted us. “I’ll go first. Charlize Theron. We rewatched Atomic Blonde last week, and I still can’t get her out of my head.” “Good one,” I said. “I guess I’d have to say… wait, no. Can I do a top five this time? Or like, a top man and a top woman, like at the Oscars? Only...

Artemis left the gala announcement shoot with her hair wet, her head spinning, and her clit pounding inside its steel prison. All her life, she had worked to make herself impervious to frustration. Teasing herself past the point of endurance, and then just a little further, all without any chance of release, that was just a Friday night. And doing the same with a hot partner, the way she had with Evie in their little vide...

I think I was more nervous about being the “Best Woman” for Glen’s wedding than Glen was about getting married. Which made some sort of sense, I guess. All Glen had to do that week was show up and marry the love of his life. I, on the other hand, had to put together a perfect sendoff for my best friend’s bachelorhood, while explaining to everyone I interacted with along the way what a “Best Woman” was, and how the bride c...

“It’s very important that you get the whole story out of her,” Senior Officer Kitteridge explained, while Kristen scrolled through the dauntingly long file full of questions and guidelines for Officer Deacon’s performance evaluation. “Yes, sir,” Kristen nodded. “But what story, exactly? I thought this was just an annual review.” “It… is,” said Officer Kitteridge, in a tone that said this was the shortest possible version...

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David has been missing his wife for the holidays who left for a business trip. Horny and alone, he called her which was surprisingly answered after two rings. "I wish I was seeing your dress at the moment." "A robe." That was all she can say that sounded like a moan. "My hands inside that robe, peeling it off like I would an orange, revealing the succulent beauty inside, and drinking the delicious juice oozing between you...

It's now or never My skirt I'll lift My pussy is wet If you catch my drift. . Shaking my bum Looking behind I want to work Your dirty mind. . You make a step Making you near Until your hands Rest on my rear. . I feel your caress And anticipate a slap I won't make you stop You're in my trap. . One after the other You do the spanking My juices dribbling Later do thanking . My bubble butt Now crimson red You whisper to me, "...

The ad seemed simple enough. “Help wanted. Full-time work in a professional atmosphere. Duties include but are not limited to…” All that corporate jazz. I wasn’t in love with the work-life, but my mom sure wanted me out of the house and working again, so I wore my best suit ready and made an appointment. I wasn’t really thrilled with the suit. I was more of a dress girl myself, but hey, ‘dress for the job you want.’ And I...