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I had just gotten out of my four-year-long relationship with my first sexual partner, Justin, and I started seeing guys on Tinder. One guy made me wet just by looking at him. He had icy blue eyes, a chiseled jaw, and a dolphin-smooth body with abs carved by Poseidon himself. I never thought I could land a guy like that, but we matched instantly. He was just in the city for a couple of weeks and wanted to have some fun while he was there. Since I wasn’t looking for anything serious, I was so down. I sent him a pic of me in my panties, and he absolutely lost his mind. I asked him if I could come over, and I could tell he was heartbroken as he said he couldn’t that night because …

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Oh, I have been a bad girl. It’s easy to come to that conclusion the second I step inside my dimly lit living room. No sounds come from anywhere in the house. Instinctively I find myself gripping the leather of my purse a little bit harder. When this is the scenario I come into when I arrive home, I can be sure that I made something to upset my master. And he hates it when I’m clueless about the ways I’ve displeased him. He always makes sure I know what I’m being punished for. Alec knows exactly what to do to make me suffer in only the best ways I can think of. Even when the pain comes, I welcome it, embrace it, and get off on it. With trembling hands and wobbly knees, I …

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Kim rolled on her side, locked eyes with Sarah, and thanked her for the nightly experience. They were lucky; since it was Saturday, both women could sleep in, and both took full advantage of it. “I want to do more of this,” Kim said with as much conviction she could muster after having just woken up on this late Saturday morning. “Oh, we will,” Sarah replied as a stream of sunlight brightened up her face. Sarah then told Kim that she enjoyed the night as much as she had. Suddenly she pushed Kim over on her stomach, surprising her with a quick slap on the ass. “That ought to wake you up,” Sarah playfully whispered, her face a mere inch from that of Kim’s. “It did, and I loved it,” Kim said with a growl, …

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Kristen tapped her ID card to the sensor on the side of the subject’s Bureau-issued chastity device. The cage disconnected from its frame with a click, and the subject let out a tremulous breath of anticipation, as Kristen eased the tight wire restraint off of his already dripping cock, allowing the blood to flow in. “Would you look at that?” Kristen sighed, crouching down with her hands on the man’s knees, to watch the appendage bob and stretch and stand up. It took the man a moment to recognize the gentle command in her words. His head was tilted back, eyes closed, and when he lifted it to obey her, he forced his gaze onto his cock for only a moment, before looking past it to her face. “Are you scared?” Kristen asked him. “Does …

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SUNDAY   I woke on Sunday morning to the very pleasant sensation of Sara cuddled up to me, stroking my cock. Little head had obviously woken up before big head. “Good morning,” I said as I kissed her brow. “Good morning sleepy head,” she replied. “I fancy a really big breakfast.” “Sounds good, but I know what I’d like first,” I said as I rolled around to face her. Sara kept hold of my now aching cock and said “That will have to wait. Patience is a virtue, you know? And I want you to wait for a little while.” Sara rolled away from me, releasing my cock. “Come on. Let’s get a shower and hit Wetherspoons. My treat. We can talk without so many distractions.” I was still not used to sharing my shower …

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SATURDAY   When I woke the next morning, I was feeling surprisingly refreshed. Sara was still fast asleep beside me. I carefully slid out of bed so as not to disturb her and, having used the bathroom, went along to the kitchen and made coffee. While the kettle boiled, I tidied up a little in the living room. I sorted out the pile of ropes and tidied all the toys into a neat pile. I brought my coffee through into the living room and relaxed on the sofa. I did enjoy the peace and quiet, I was too used to living alone. Rachel messaged me to let me know she’d pick me up at around eleven to go shopping. Not my favourite pastime but Rachel and I have been friends for nearly twenty years. We …

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I turned off the video. This discussion didn’t need to be taped. It was just us pouring out bleeding hearts on each other, trying to figure out if there was any way to save this fucking marriage. Karen had created this disaster, though I was probably partly to blame. However, I am unsure how, but part of it had to be my fault. I took down the tripod, put away the cell phone, and shut down my computer as Karen looked at me and asked. “How did you figure all this out anyway?” “Well, missy, you know we started doing different chores, and one of my chores is doing the laundry, so two weeks ago on Saturday morning while you were sleeping after being out that night for on Friday with the girls dancing, or …

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“I thought vampires were men,” I stammered. “With fangs. Who sucked the blood out of your neck. Like Dracula.”   The beautiful, pale brunette who called herself “The Countess Valencia” smirked. Her face was inches from mine; her eyes were mesmerizing. Her scent was intoxicating.  Her presence, powerful. “Blame it on those stupid, male chauvinist Victorians,” she said.   “When a few idiots caught wind of our little society in the nineteenth century,” she explained, “they couldn’t wrap their puritanical minds around the idea that a group of powerful women could derive mystical sustenance by sucking the semen from subservient cocks.   “Or at least, they couldn’t bring themselves to print the truth in their novels. So, they twisted the facts into a tale of undead male monsters sucking blood; disgustingly enough, Bram Stoker and the other perverts …

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-The Wait-  “Code Blue 3 North.”    The overhead announcement blared to life just before the sun came up and broke the silence like shattering glass.  “Code Blue 3 North.”  Before the second ‘Code bl…’ was through the intercom I had my stethoscope and the ICU pager in hand.   “Code Blue 3 North.”  With practiced movements, I jogged through the halls and stairwells to the patient who I knew needed us. Upon arrival, there was the poor floor nurse who looked like a deer in headlights struggling to bring the crash cart to the room with a growing audience.  The rest of the code team wasn’t here yet. Years of practice and training in Advanced Cardiovascular Life Support had allowed me to approach the situation with a cool head. Quickly assessing the situation, they …

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