All Chapters of Steamy Diaries : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Sapna, a 32-year-old housewife, yearned for an erotic massage to spice up her mundane life. She confided in her trusted maid, Raziya, who suggested Khalid Jamal, a skilled masseur known for his unique preferences. Intrigued, Sapna agreed to meet him.Khalid, a handsome Muslim man in his early 40s, explained his massage technique to Sapna. He was particularly drawn to Hindu wives and their traditional attire, especially the mangalsutra. Sapna, initially hesitant, found herself agreeing to his terms. She would wear a black bra, panty, sleeveless blouse, petticoat, and a translucent saree, along with her mangalsutra, a pair of bangles, girdle, and payal. She would also be made completely nude by the end of the session, and should mentally prepare herself to be a slut.Sapna's heart raced as she awaited her husband's week-long trip. The day of the massage arrived, and Raziya helped prepare Sapna as per Khalid's instructions. Sapna's nerves tingled with anticipation and fear as she donned

Emily sat nervously in the principal's office, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe she had been called here, especially since she had done nothing wrong. The principal, a stern-looking man in his fifties, entered the room and closed the door behind him."Emily," he began, his voice gruff. "I've called you here because of your... attire."Emily looked down at her school uniform, confused. "What's wrong with it, sir?"The principal sighed. "Emily, you're a beautiful girl, and with a body like yours, you're distracting the entire school. The boys can't focus on their studies with you walking around in those tight skirts and low-cut tops."Emily blushed, embarrassed. She had never thought of herself as beautiful, or as a distraction. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to cause any trouble."The principal stood up and walked around his desk, looming over Emily. "I think you need to be taught a lesson, Emily. A lesson about the consequences of your actions."Emily trembled, un

Shelly sat in her plush leather armchair, legs crossed, fingers steepled as she gazed at the trembling figure bound before her. Rick, her boyfriend of five years, hung suspended from the ceiling by his wrists, his naked body on full display. His eyes were wide with fear and anticipation, his breath coming in ragged gasps.Shelly had been planning this moment for months. She had always been a dominant lover, but lately, she had felt the urge to take things to a darker, more intense level. She wanted to push Rick to his limits, to see how far she could take him before he broke. And tonight, she would finally get her chance."You know why you're here, don't you, pet?" she purred, her voice like velvet.Rick nodded, his throat working as he swallowed hard. "Y-yes, Mistress," he stammered.Shelly rose from her chair and sauntered over to him, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She traced a finger down his chest, feeling the way his muscles tensed at her touch. "Good boy," she whispe

Selena Darmacu stood before the altar, her heart pounding with anticipation. The ancient stone chamber was bathed in an ethereal glow, emanating from the intricate runes etched into the walls. She had been chosen, selected by the god of the land himself to become a holy knight. It was a dream come true, an opportunity to escape the poverty that had plagued her family for generations.As the god's chosen, Selena would be granted immense power, but at a price. The divine blessing would require her to engage in carnal acts, to sate the god's lust in order to maintain her abilities. Selena had accepted this burden willingly, knowing that the reward would be worth the sacrifice.The ceremony began, and Selena knelt before the altar, her head bowed in reverence. The god's voice echoed through the chamber, deep and resonant. "Rise, Selena Darmacu, and embrace your destiny."Selena stood, her body trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement. The god's presence was overwhelming, a tangible

Lisa's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped out of her car, the cool evening breeze caressing her exposed skin. She couldn't believe what had just happened. One moment, she was driving home from work, the next, her blouse had magically vanished, leaving her in just her lacy bra. And now, as she walked towards the park, her panties had also disappeared, leaving her completely naked beneath her skirt."What the hell is happening to me?" she muttered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and a strange excitement. She couldn't understand why she was suddenly so exposed, but the sensation of the cool air on her skin was intoxicating. Her large breasts strained against the confines of her bra, and she could feel the cool breeze teasing her most intimate areas.As she entered the park, Lisa noticed a group of people gathered near the fountain. They seemed to be watching something intently, and as she approached, she realized what it was. A young couple was engaged in a passionate embr