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Let me tell you, Jack, I had one hell of a shitty day today, although it really started some time ago. I could tell there was something wrong. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but there was something amiss. For the last several months my wife, Lynn, seemed to be growing more distant toward me. Sex with her was almost to the point of nonexistent. In those rare times we did have sex, it was as though she couldn't wait 'till it was over. It was to the point that sex became unpleasant, damn near work.

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"Ever wrestle before?" It was an odd question to come out of nowhere from someone I had just barely got to know. I stopped walking and looked down at my skinny frame for a moment, then back to the face of my college schoolmate.

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Summer at last, a day at the beach, you bloody beauty, but hang on, I suppose some sort of intro is necessary I guess – my name is Devlin Watergate, I'm 46, widowed, I have a 22 year old daughter who is the spitting image of her mother, presently overseas working for the Australian High Commission. She comes home occasionally which rather cramps my style a little, but having her home makes up for that.

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Nothing makes you feel quite like a loser then spending your Saturday night trying to impress women, and ending the night at the bar downing drinks with your gay friend. That was my life for nearly a year. I would get dressed up and head to the bar at about 8:00. I tried to talk to the women who came in. I thought I was pleasant.

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Rick knew that his boss was going to be pissed. He had promised her that the report would be on her desk the first thing in the morning, but there had been no way that he could have known that the train would break down. He was almost an hour late as he briskly made his way to her office. He didn't stop to remove his coat and leave it in his office because he didn't have the time.

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For the life of her, Annette could not fathom her boyfriend’s fascination with her asshole. It was another Saturday night; they’d decided to spend it in. Much better to play their naked games than to hang out in a bunch of smoky bars and nightclubs, spending money and not having much fun. Instead, Annette was deliciously nude, leaning over the sofa with her legs spread wide. Her hands were on her hips, holding her asscheeks apart for David’s detailed inspection of her hiney.

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After a long hard and frustrating day at the office, I often enjoy stopping by the local pub to cool my frustrations. Today it didn't work. The phone had rung non stop for what seemed like an eternity. Every call was someone bitching about this or bitching about that. So to say the least my frustration level was at its peak. All I really wanted to do was tell them all where to go.

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Just another day really, nothing special to begin with. We had been in through the morrning, and we'd been out in the afternoon. We'd done some shopping for the flat, had a few giggles, a little bit off teasing and some playful jokes but now we were back. I had made a cup of tea for myself, a coffee for him, with a biscuit on the side. Every inch the happy domestic scene, but isn't it always the case that you only hear the 'something's going to happen' music in bad movies?

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I stand back, admiring the view before me. You lay, sprawled on your stomach, in a spread-eagle position, completely open, completely vulnerable. Each wrist and ankle is tied securely to a bed post with a length of red silken rope. Although the knots are tied tightly, and you are unable to escape, with a quick tug, each rope will come free in an emergency.

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This is the homework of my slave Gabi. My name is Gabi. I'm from Austria (a German-speaking country near Germany). My Mistress ordered me to write down this story. As a matter of fact this is not really a story – as it is not fictional. This is the description of my first meeting with My Mistress. Mistress Cornelia is my Mistress. I'm one of her slaves and I love to submit to her.

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