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From Unhappy Husband to Cock Slut Pt. 01
A limited months ago I had a strange experience that changed my life. As background, my name's Paul and I'm, well, attractive average - 36 years old, five-feet-eight tall, average build, mid-brown hair which I was wearing then at a typical business length, okay looks with brown eyes, a concise snub nose and a square dimpled chin, and average build.
I was feeling so down that Wednesday. My childless marriage was falling apart - no particular reason, my wife was between jobs, we just seemed to earn on each other's nerves the whole time, we hadn't had sex in months and in reality I'd recently moved into the tiny spare bedroom. On top of that I'd just finished a disappointing meeting: I'm a solicitor in a organization practice and I'd defeated an important client. It was early afternoon and I couldn't face going home to yet another row and an evening of angry silences. It's fair to say that my confidence level was pretty much zero.
I was in Shepherd's Bush and I drifted into a Turkish greasy spoon café. I ordered a sausage butty and a mug of coffee but I really didn
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"Okay hun, I'll call you on Friday when I'm on my way back." I said to my wife.
"Okay, spot you then, love you." She replied in a soft voice.
"I love you too." I replied and put the phone down.
I walked to the reception of the dingy hotel my work had position up with for my meeting. It was usual for the company to get the cheapest one as possible and this was just that.
"Hello." The female receptionist said behind the beaten up desk.
"Hi, my names Mike Doyle, I should have a room?" I asked her.
"Of course," She replied and went into the drawer, "Room "
"Thanks." I replied and took the key.
I found my way to the room and insert my bag away. It was already 8pm by the time I got there so I was planning on just having a night in.
Being married and having a son and two daughters I never had privacy at home, so I took this opportunity of creature alone to have a wank.
I got undressed and made myself comfortable on the very uncomfortable mattress. I went straight onto Literotica and read a few of my favourite stories.
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From Gay Husband to Slave Pt. 01
My husband Winston and I were married when I was twenty two and he was thirty. I told him of my compliant fantasies and he role-played with me some at the beginning of our marriage but for the most part he showed petty interest in D&S or Domination. We had a fine marriage but we often fought as we both tried to dominate the other when it came to who would make the decisions in our marriage. The entertaining thing is that we attended pre-martial counseling to evade such conflicts and my husband told our counselor that he wanted me to be the head of our marriage. However, once we were married, he found out that he did not enjoy existence submissive to me so he tried to get things his way all of the period. This caused some pretty good fights between us. I was interested in voluntary sex slavery but I also wanted to notify the shots in our marriage. I guess I felt that I knew what was top and so did he.
Other than our occasional power struggles, we enjoyed a close friendship and a good marriage for the first seven years. Then about four years ago at the age of
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"It just looks appreciate acid," I said.
Andrew, Laurie, Meg, and I were huddled over a coffee table, studying a postcard-size piece of white filter paper on a coffee table. It was Friday night. Meg and I had come to Andrew and Laurie's house to try a new drug.
"A brief bit like acid," said Laurie. "But also different." Laurie was a researcher at a pharmaceutical company. She was always smuggling out the latest psychoactive compounds for us to sample—usually pills or liquids or injectables.
"Different how?" asked Meg. My wife. She enjoyed our parties, but fresh chemicals always made her nervous.
"It's more unpredictable. It affects everyone differently. Put people in the same room and they'll all have a completely different experience."
I asked, "Any bad ones?"
Laurie sipped red wine and shook her head. "The worst thing so far is that a couple people got angry. Some other people just felt nothing