Your erotic stories

So, here's a story you perhaps don't hear every day. It's a true story, but it has a couple of layers, so allow me to explain some of the moving parts. I'll try not to ramble too much so we can get to the juicy stuff. My name is Max and this happened to me. Sometimes I still can't believe how it all played out. I work at a small business in the hospitality industry.

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Let me help you understand my views on this. Dom/sub relationships are not about the bondage or the spanking or calling one Sir - or the other any sort of pet names - but it more on the way that two people interact. There are some assumptions that can be made - but then while interacting - no assumptions should be made - that is where you need to find out your partner.

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"There," she thought, admiring herself in the mirror. A cross stood out proudly on her chest, executed in black, cloth tape, the arms of the adhesive crucifix covering much of her breasts, the rest extending down her sternum to her belly. She adjusted her Catholic-school skirt, and reached for the makeshift headpiece with which she completed her revealing nun's habit.

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Jack wasn't sure what kind of surprise his partner, Austin Rhodes, had in store for him after their shift ended that evening. He never should have agreed to go along with whatever Austin had planned. Jack Morgan didn't much care for surprises, and Austin had been tight-lipped all day, answering all of Jack's inquiries with, "Trust me, you'll like this surprise!"

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The sheen of the summer day glistened upon her skin. Dancing brown eyes gazed up at him as a light breeze tossed a stray curl across her cheek. His blue eyes pierced her soul and he lifted a hand to her cheek to brush away the errant tendril. Her expression became more serious as she watched, as if in slow motion, his face come toward her.

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Snaking a finger through the ring in the collar now around my neck, Mistress pulled me forward to meet Her in a fierce kiss. Her tongue moved into my mouth, possessing me. Moaning, I felt myself melt into Her, opening to Her kiss. Soon, I felt Master's hand on the back of my head, pulling me from Her, drawing my mouth to His. Despite having just sucked His cock, this was... unexpected.

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A hired car takes me to the door of the hotel and the driver tells me I’m expected. Upon hearing my name, the desk clerk hands me a key card and an envelope. “Top floor, the door on the left.” He looks down for baggage, and seeing none begins to blush. I smile knowingly and make my way to the room.

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Bobby Garfield was taking a walk around the property he had inherited from his grandmother. It was an old farm with a large stone farmhouse, a large wooden barn with stables underneath. It had been almost completely restored, but as a computer consultant, he had little time for country living.

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She had spent all of the last week waiting for him, making sure she didn't miss her train - the 722 to Waterloo. She stood in exactly the same place on the train. She was totally besotted by a man that had never spoken to her and whose name she didn't know. She had barely eaten since he had taken her on the stairs.

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It had been a while since her Master had had time to play with her. His schedule at work, and the classes he was taking really cut into their time together. She had started to feel neglected, and as a result started to slip into bad habits. She was not showing him proper respect; Sir had all but been eliminated from her vocabulary.

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