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he thought. “How are you now?” He asked. “As you can see I am fine or did you want me died?” Nate asked. “I can see you are truly fine” the manager said with a smile and Nate nod his head. “Yeah, I am a strong guy” Nate said. “Yeah, I can see that I will make sure married women doesn’t come to my club again, I can’t lose you because of them” the manager said. “You can simply tell them to put off their rings because they won’t listen” Steve said and Nate stare at him in shock.

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"I love it. Fuck me with those fingers harder, Jake. Make me cum in front of everyone so the boss can see what a messy little whore I am." Jake groaned and pumped faster, his thumb rubbing her swollen clit. "That’s my dirty girl. Cum on my fingers like a cheap whore." Susan’s legs shook as she came hard, moaning loud enough for nearby colleagues to hear. Her juices ran down his wrist while the party lights flashed around them.

Drool dripping from my chin onto his balls. “Fuck you Dom… twelve good years, and this is what I get. Tell me was it about the sex?” He muted the call. “Oh… yeah Princess. You sure know how to make Daddy feel damn good.” He thrust in faster, faster. Slowed down. Unmuted the call. “The sex? Boring, boring, boring.” He sang, running his fingers through my hair, leading me on. She spoke again, voice cracking. “You never gave us a real chance.”

These were just fantasies. This went on for over six months. I would come home from work, shower, fix a little dinner, and then sit down at my laptop to watch sex videos, read stories like Poppy’s secret confession or other sex stories about daddy’s, or cruise the M2M ads, looking for the excitement that came from these fantasies. I had discovered a local M2M chat room and would chat with guys, telling them my fantasies. Most were either looking for the same thing or didn't want to waste time chatting once they knew I was scared to actually try anything.

“Watch what they’re doing to her. She built this trap for me.” More men arrived…Brock, Jett, Wes, Knox, Trace, just as they came in my dream. The room got loud with grunts and laughter. They passed Jade around like she was the main event. Mr. Calloway, Damon’s father and my boss, walked in with Senator Briggs…my own father. My stomach twisted, but the heat between my legs only got worse. “Fuck, Jade, you take cock like you were made for it,” Mr. Calloway said, sliding into her while she rode Brock. “Never knew my son’s girlfriend had such a greedy little hole.”

"Keep going. Feels right." Fingers joined, bringing the first climax. Then he entered me, thick and hard. "Tight around me. Perfect." Thrusts built steady. I wrapped my legs around it. "Faster, Adrian. Deeper." He delivered powerful movements. Skin slapped in quiet manor. "Take it all." I came again, clenching. He followed, releasing heat. We lay catching breath. "Not professional," I said with a smile. "Worth it." Talk turned to his family history. He shared loneliness in a big estate. I mentioned past cases. Connection sparked.

“You see, there’s this masquerade sex club that only operates on Fridays. That’s where I buy my orgasm while also reserving my identity.” I don’t know why I’m whispering back. “What you said earlier… is it the reason your brother’s room looks like a sex room?” Dedan shrugs. “You could say so.” “Then why isn’t he hiding it from your parents? Even Finesse could access the room.” “While all of us are cowards, Adam has more backbone. Everything he does is known to my parents, and they can’t stop him. Whenever they try, he messes things up more.”

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

I was slow at first but my pace began to increase. Even though I tried everything; rubbing faster, pinching my nipples I couldn't seem to get off. The orgasm stayed just out of reach and I slowly grew frustrated and desperate. Sameal watched for a moment, his eyes dark with lust He climbed onto the bed, grabbed my wrist to stop me, and thrust two of his thick fingers into my pussy without warning. They were large, just like the rest of him, stretching me open instantly. A scream tore through my throat as i arched my back.