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Author's Note: Hey this is the updated version of Lyla’s Chastity in the Office…. I reviewed it again and wow, lots of errors! sorry!! My other stories about Sally, as well as the second part of this story is currently undergoing renovations too… Please tell me if there are any more major mistakes…. Thanks. Sorry again!! Part 1 Lyla “Good morning, Lyla” said Jenny, “You are very early! Mr. Vasilevsky will not be in today, so you will be conducting the meeting this morning. May I get you anything else?” ...

When you read the title of my story, you may wonder what the heck this is about. Well, if I wasn’t experiencing this myself I would struggle to understand it as well. Hi, I’m Stan, devoted husband of Diana. Diana does a lot of exercise, including yoga, to keep fit. She also likes to play with toys when I’m not there, or when I’m too tired or when I’m recovering from previous love play. As you can guess, she has an healthy appetite. Quite often she will also have anal toys at work while I’m at work “up front”. ...

Author's Note: A fancy old style brothel caters for the ‘sexual advanced’ in every way thinkable. A large stable of slaves, often related or married, is run by a statuesque woman and her imaginative staff. Anything goes… The story centres on severe torture, cruel body modifications and extreme chastity enforcement. Do not read this when you are under age. This is for adults eyes only. Many people enjoy the adventures of Indiana Jones. Very few of those same people would actually enjoy things like running for their lives in front of a crushing boulder, or getting kicked into a snake pit. Sometimes fantasy is just fantasy, no prelude for reality. Take this story as it is: Fantasy. Now read on. ...

Author's Note: This is the start of a story I’ve been thinking about for a while. I’ve got three more parts written so far with a couple of interesting twists ans turns that I hope people enjoy reading as much as I’ve enjoyed writing them. Part one is fairly plain, but its setting the scene for future parts. Chapter 1 The word love has to be the most stupid word in the English dictionary - at least that was the view of Maddie as she sat sipping her mocktail in the hot midday sun. How on earth one word can cover so much she will never know, for at its shallowest love can describe one’s favourite part of a film, where as other times love just isn’t big enough to describe the feelings two people can have for one another, or the moments they share. The tall leggy blond laid on the sun bed, her tanned golden skin offset by the luxury black bikini. She sat watching her new husband swim in the crystal clear waters of the Maldivian seas as a familiar tickle made her cast her mind back over the last 24 hours to the reason for this particular in depth thought, which given the situation and the surroundings was far to in depth! ...

Chapter 1: Maid’s Inspection It was a typical Saturday afternoon where i had chores to complete around the house. It was now about 1 in the afternoon and i was assigned to feather dust the living room. Mistress had just informed me 10 minutes before that She had invited Guests over later in the day and i was to be on my best behavior. After curtseying in humiliation I quickly resumed my duties. ...

Author's Note: I don’t normally write of women topping men, but felt the need to purge my system. Hope those who like this subject will enjoy. TMG Darryl Jenkins wasn’t so much a “Ladies’ Man” as he was a “Ladies Sampler”. He saw no harm in that. With reasonably good looks and a chiseled, 6'1" 195lb frame, he had little trouble finding himself a date for Friday nights (Or any other night, for that matter). ...

Why had he been so generous? Maria was a friend of his ex-girlfriend and in town for a week on holiday. When he met her at the train station he started to think his generosity may be rewarded. She was in her mid-twenties, tall, had a fantastic figure with long brown hair. She was wearing short tight cotton shorts and tight t-shirt. This could be worse, he thought. “You can take my room” Brad said. “I’ll sleep in the spare room across the hall”. ...

Roger sat in his chair trying to puzzle out his problem. He felt caught in a trap. He was sure the whole thing was a mistake, or perhaps a misunderstanding. He had only been married four weeks, but how had his beautiful, loving wife effortlessly caught him, in what he felt to be, a web of control. It was this very morning he had concluded the problem was the chair, the one in which he was sitting, it was to blame. He thought back two months when his then fiancé, Hannah, presented him the chair. ...

It was January in Chicago and winter was coming on strong. But it was warm inside “The Heart of Darkness” and it was filled with people trying to forget about the bleak months to come. I was somewhat of an insider there as much as any male sub could be. I had paid my dues by volunteering for clean-up duty on Sundays. I also had had professional visits to some of the resident Dommes so I was kind and was given opportunities some of the other newbies where envious of. On that particular night I was going to be on stage with a popular woman named Mistress Ava. Before the club opened I spent three hours cleaning bathrooms, vacuuming, setting up various play stations and putting out the antiseptic cleaning stuff. Another sub and I were the only ones there until around 7 (the club doors opened at 9) when the organizers and performers started to show up. Most nights it was pretty much a play party but once a month or so they had a show night. This was going to be my first time as part of the show. Yes I was scared a bit. Mistress Ava was not known for her softness. But I am somewhat an exhibitionist when in the kink world, the exact opposite of what I am in the rest of my life where I happily blend into the background. At about 8 Mistress Ava showed up. She pretty much ignored me, I would have expected nothing less, and disappeared into the changing room.. We continued our last minute prep work and a little before opening time I was sent for by Mistress Ava ...

Author's Note: I’m not a native speaker, but I hope the story is understandable. Part 1 - The beginning in the hotel room It had been a sunny day and I was looking forward to the next few hours. I was happy that I could arrange a session with my mistress. We have already met a couple of times and I was always experiencing a strong sensation before we met each other. Privately, I’m living in a stable relationship with my girlfriend. Because of her openness she allows me to live out my chastity and devotion dreams together with my mistress. She accepts it and gives me the freedom to ’enjoy’ my mistress every few months. The only rule, which my girlfriend is setting, is about getting an orgasm. Whenever I meet my mistress, my girlfriend forces me to wear a CB 2000 for at least two weeks before the session and two weeks afterwards. ...