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My submissive slut of a husband ticked me off, and now he's going to pay by watching my lover give me the rough pounding my husband can't. I'm a switch in the bedroom, and when my husband admitted his dirtiest desires to me, I found a way for us to both get what we crave. Now whenever my husband is bad, he has to service me or watch me scream in pleasure as my bull takes me hard and fast. My husband has learned exactly how to push my buttons, and this time when I snap, he's going to find out exactly how far I'll go. I can't wait to see him on his knees, cleaning up every drop after a ...

OFFICE POLITICS – He lies bound before her, his smart mouth finally silenced. The improvised paddle is solid in her hand. Lust shivers through her. OFFICE DOMME – Desire races through her as he squirms in discomfort. Her chastity command clearly chafes. OFFICE SISSY – His face flushes red with humiliation as he shows off the lacy panties he wears. Lust spikes hot in her. DOMME DISCIPLINE – The grip of the paddle fills her hand with a promising weight as he stands bound and helpless before her. She’s going to make him scream. SISSY MAID – He crawls before her. The short skirt of ...

James likes to think he’s smarter and stronger than his girlfriend, but he’s about to figure out the truth. Once she finishes the design for a new collar, she’ll be able to enslave him so easily. The collar isn’t just a band that fits around his neck. Equipped with different sensors, electrodes, batteries and microchips, it’s been programmed to allow her to create specific rules for her boy. Control comes easily when she can issue different commands. From freezing him to making him crawl, and punishing him with agonizing jolts of electricity, she can get him to do whatever she ...

My husband and I are fighting for our lives in hospital after a terrible car accident. But despite my pain, all I can think about is what our families will find behind our front door. The scarf that has been all over the news, belonging to a dead young woman with honey-coloured hair. I have to speak to the police before my husband can. I’m drifting in and out of consciousness, but when I hear my wife talking to the police, accusing me of the murder of an innocent woman, a cold fear grips me. I know I’ve got a temper.