Show your Lines

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“Sadly, this is merely something that took place as a messenger conversation between a Nicole and I. I have changed the style into a more reader friendly story.”

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I sneak up behind Nicole, grabbing her sides, tickling her. She gives off a surprised squeal, and I tickle her more intensely, making her squeal even more, squirming around in my hands. I push her to the ground gently, tickling her as I lay her down and she squeals loudly, curling up on the ground still squirming. (more…)

Jack was smiling all the way home after his wonderful morning with Tina, his Sister-in-law. He’d not reached that level of sexual satisfaction at any time in his near 60 years and sex during his 34 year marriage had been OK but nothing that reached this level of pleasure. He was determined for his new sexual lease-of-life it to continue and soon.

Tina had agreed to carry on experimenting with him now that she had found out what she had been missing after all those wasted years with Paul, and she spent the rest of that morning just sitting thinking about the extremes of sexual joy Jack had brought out of her. (more…)

*Chapter 1: Beginning*

Unfortunately for us, circumstances had dictated we be away from each other for much of the past month. I had been sent down to Florida for a conference, and you were locked in to attend one yourself in upstate New York. It was a new challenge for us in our marriage. We are somewhat newlyweds (less than two years of marital bliss under our belts), young, and our sex life is very healthy. It isn’t merely the sex, though. It is the sense of intimacy, connection, and warmth we share. There is a union and steadfastness to our love that we both revel in and foster. Leaving each other for such a time was a bit difficult and straining, but we both knew it was a test to our love that should only prove it stronger. (more…)

“Hello and welcome to my readers. Thanks for the votes, feedback and comments on my previous submittals. I hope you all have a Happy Valentine’s Day. ”

” In this story, Naomi and Janie explore the boundaries between pain and pleasure, testing the strength of their love. Enjoy.”

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“I’m home Janie. How was your day?”

Naomi Patterson closed the front door and walked into the living room. “Hello, I’m home,” she called again. Still no answer. “Janie said she would try to leave work early. I’m sure she’ll be home soon.” They had planned on a quiet evening at home celebrating Valentines Day, the day they met. (more…)

“This chapter is part of a continuing story. Although some chapters may stand on their own, for proper character development and story line intensity, this series is a continuous story and should be read as such.”

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Everybody was speechless, after seeing that. Even Lucy. I should say especially Lucy. She just sat there, with her mouth hanging open. A true submissive at heart, no doubt she was thinking of herself in the slut’s place. I wondered if the ottoman could handle the abuse.

Rita was quick to stand up and say she wanted a turn at the slut. She said she had an idea that just couldn’t be passed up. James was out of it, so she looked to me for my OK. I didn’t see a problem with it. It really was her turn, after all. I also saw my slut’s experiences as good training. With a nod I smiled and Rita went to work. (more…)

*A Chapter from “The Club on Dorado Cay”*

“Our Story: Blonde, buxom, thirty-something Kim, about to spring a surprise divorce on her philandering lawyer husband, has been kidnapped by a white slaver and sold to The Club on Dorado Cay. A highly secret and exclusive establishment on a remote Caribbean island, The Club maintains a stable of captive women for the use of its extremely wealthy and debauched clientele in their sadistic games. In the following excerpt Kris encounters two of the younger members of The Club.” (more…)

I walked into the bedroom and met Mistress Q. She had several items laid out on the bed along with a nice suit, boxer shorts, socks, shirt, and tie. It looked like a formal dinner and I was glad of that. I was as hungry as Mistress said She was earlier. It had been about 6 hours since W/we had started for the day.

“Come here and bend over,” She ordered. I felt Her hands on my ass cheeks as soon as I did.

“This ass is not red enough for you to be going out to dinner,” She said. “Grab your ankles and spread your feet. Do not move from this position.” (more…)

*Part 2 – Tuesday’s Dinner*

Sunday evening and all day Monday I kept reliving the experience with Holly in my mind. She had proven to be everything I remembered: well built, cock hungry, uninhibited, energetic and aggressive. Memories of our lunchtime fuck session on Sunday excited me so much that I jerked off Sunday night while thinking about it and then again twice on Monday. By Tuesday morning I wasn’t so much in need of release, but the memories were still turning me on and I was hoping to get another chance at her soon. As much as I wanted the sex, I was also looking forward to the exploration of her submissive side… (more…)

“Author’s Note: The second part of their BDSM exploration… make sure you read Ch. 7 first! I hope you enjoy!”

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Bridget groaned as Josh pulled her to her feet, untying her hands. Stretching, she relieved her shoulders of their cramped position while he tied her wrists together in front of her. Then her shoulders were put in another possibly uncomfortable position as he stretched her arms high above her head and tied them to the top of his bed post.

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At noon, Joe rolled over and found the bed empty. He called for Sue, but there was no response. Her clothing was missing from the floor, so he got out of bed to see if she was gone. He found her in the kitchen, naked, preparing to fix lunch; her clothing was folded, lying on the countertop. Leaning against the doorway unnoticed, he watched her look in the refrigerator, contemplating the meal. Next, she found the pantry, looking there. The smile on his face was for many reasons. He was happy she had not left, happy she was so beautiful, happy she felt at home and happy she had honored his earlier wish of cooking with no clothing on. (more…)