By David Sellers Part 4 Five minutes later—maybe less—I heard the deadbolt click and the door to the storeroom open. I groaned, unhappily, and pushed against the straps. I wanted the ballcrusher off. I wanted the gag removed. I wanted out. “I know, honey,” … Continue reading →

By David Sellers Part 3 “Pick one.” Roger was sitting on a small stool near the head of the bondage board. He was fully dressed in his work clothes, smiling broadly, and holding two used condoms over my head. He had one in … Continue reading →

By David Sellers Part 1 “You’re going to be locked in here,” Roger says, slowly stroking my cock as he looks into my eyes, “while I sleep in your bed, with your husband. But first he’s going to fuck me. Then I’m … Continue reading →