We met online. Kink website. I asked for this new life, no I begged him for it. He told me to be careful what I wished for. He was right. He holds all the aces now, and it has only been a year since we first met. Serving him feels right and proper. He deserves a slave. And my rightful place is nowhere else.
Continues the journeys of two brothers months after the events of Part One. Darren and Randy both find themselves beginning a new chapter of their lives with new and old friends.
I moved into the bathroom and stripped off my clothes. Dry patches of cum clung to and matted my pubes as I assessed myself in the mirror. I had a hard time looking myself in the eyes as the guilt washed over me.
What do you do when your ass hole is so big that even fisting can not satisfy your need for a good fuck? Could a Nazi fascist have a leather solution…?
Gorgeous Prasang becomes Jim's full-time boyfriend, succumbing to his every whim for money. Jim invents more and more ways to use and humiliate Prasang in public. He gets off on stripping his boy naked in places where they might easily get caught. This leads to an especially explosive close call at the Bangkok National Museum.
Just met a new Pup called Wills, I have experience in master/slaves etc but discovered he into PUP and FUR. Looking for advice how to treat him and will write about it in future chapters.
Slave Sam must service eighteen men after having just endured a grueling session. He must make them all cum in ten minutes each. Easy for a slut like Sam. Or so he thought.
When his two admirers demand he take off his shorts to render himself completely naked out in the beer garden, Phil loses his nerve, only to be landed with the equally challenging task of fighting his way to the bar to buy them more drinks!
Shep really seemed to have decided to just let go for a bit, to see where things might go. Even as he forgot that he had left Gary naked and asleep at his place. And even as he was certain there was no way anybody was going to be able to get any more cum out of him at that point.
Turned in by a 20 year old gym jock, I jogg to escape my lust. The beach is empty, it's lashing rain. Local rough lad Dwaine tackles me, he's out of prison. We have a score to settle, someone's swallowing cum today!
Before I can get to the boy's party it's Denny time. I had promised at the skate park to see him on Monday and together we'd help him explore his innermost feelings. Things got more serious than I expected during the day and night and by the time it was over it wasn't just me who was confused!
As Pastor Carl stands in the doorway, gazing at me, my husband instructs me to go upstairs and prepare myself. And suddenly, I understand. “But, Greg…” I say, and my husband stops me. He says that the pastor has needs that only I can meet. Needs his wife can’t meet. A need to fuck hard, deep, and raw.
Matt has come up with a business proposition, and requires the help of some investors to kickstart the operation. He asks Grant to help him secure these investment funds.
After college, the 23-year-old Michael J Cox moved clear across the country. Finding a new house, job, and a heap of trouble. Getting to know the friends and enemies he encountered. And the great sex he had with both. However much he liked the thuggish type, the defiant Mikey Mike hates to be dominated, bound, or abused.
The rest of the evening was successful with even Ben getting into the action more than anyone anticipated. A new guy arrived that made all of us take notice and he was a natural at controlling someone. Finally Wes and I had to go see just what was going on in that bedroom and when we saw, we joined in!
Thom is pissed, Josh had been ignoring his texts and wanted to meet up with him but he’s busy bussing tables. Turns out Josh was in a bit of tense predicament at work.
“The Warning” was originally written as the first four chapters. Readers requested additional chapters, so I wrote three more, but those chapters did not quite feel right. I have continued working on the story. Chapters 6 and 7 now represent the revised work.
I hear something rip. Dan was now topless , his tank top in shreds. Master Rahul lifted Dan up n ran his hands across his petite, smooth, hairless body. "Imma wreak it" he said looking at Master Noah who chuckled and turned to me. He grabbed my neck and rubbed my face against his crotch. I was loving it. The sweet masculine scent coming off of master Noah had already turned me on.
“Again? You promised you wouldn’t miss our anniversary this year” he said frustrated – As he should be, if only you knew what I was doing during our anniversary you’d leave me.
In the antebellum Deep South, a plantation owner falls prey of an illicit and troubled passion for one of his Negro slaves. While he tries to convince himself that the slave gladly accepts his sexual assaults, until the end he won't be sure whether he's acting as a passionate lover or a vile rapist.
In this final chapter of the story, Master SunnyBeachBod's introduces me to a few more neighbors who take turns breaking in the newest cumdump in the neighborhood.