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He lay on the white sheeted bed, relaxed, in his robe, hands behind his head. She knelt at the foot of the bed, legs wide, back straight, hands resting on her thighs, eyes downcast, but stealing peeks at him from beneath her lashes. She was naked, wet, and ready, like she always was for him. And now she was waiting for his permission.

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So, this is it, I thought to myself. I had not told my wife of this plan, of course. It was not something that I cared to share with her. Then again, I didn't share much at all with her anymore, except for our last names. She had made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with my "kinky stuff". That included spanking her, tying her up, and generally having my way with her. She was much more conservative than I turned out to be.

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He was waiting for me when I came home from work that Friday. As I stepped through the door and saw the leather collar in his hands, my heart began to pound. Dropping my bag to the ground, I immediately went to my knees, casting my gaze down demurely. My hands trembled with excitement as I took the collar from him and fastened it snugly around my neck.

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Chapter 1 The secluded hilltop villa overlooking the Roman port of Ostia was almost silent except for the sound of Casio's soft leather whip striking the pliant ass cheeks of a newly acquired slave girl. The cause of the unscheduled punishment was that she had inadvertently backwashed some of his cum onto his bush instead of holding it in her mouth until she was told to swallow.

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They had planned a weekend at the cabin deep in the woods with a few friends. Nothing special, just a getaway from the hustle and bustle of the city for a while. They pushed on as they listened to the weather forecast on the radio. The weatherman was forecasting at least 3 feet of snow by morning and it didn't look like it would let up anytime soon.

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I've recently begun to nurture an interest in bondage in my girlfriend Tina. Nothing too outrageous you understand; a little light restraint with silk scarves tied to the bed, that sort of thing. I've always gained quite a kick out of seeing a woman restrained and vulnerable. I'm not sure what Freud would make of that.

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My cell phone buzzed, making me jump. My first thought was that Megan was calling me, calling me to apologize, calling to ask me to forgive her. Forgive her for screwing me over and kicking me to the curb like a dog. I'd been dozing in the old, worn recliner in my darkened living room. The TV was on, and the baseball game I'd been watching was over now.

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The betrayal rocked her world. He swears that he loves you but then comes home with whip marks across his pretty ass! O this will NOT be tolerated! Riley had pushed Serena's bitch button and now he must pay the price. Telling her that he was going to a car show with his buddies, I mean come on! I'll take terrible lies for a thousand Alex. But Serena had been a major player in her time taking whatever man she wanted and to hell with the consequence and to her thinking this was a karmic balance.

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My name is Steve I'm 25 years old 6' 2" and very strong without being overly muscular thanks to martial arts growing up. I'm happy to finally be returning home from my trip a day early, hoping to surprise my lovely wife after traveling all week.

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I took my eyes off the road for just a moment and glanced over at him. He sat looking straight ahead, in the passengers seat. There was no apparent sign of emotion on his face but I knew his mind was fixed intently on what might be soon happening.

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