When Stephen got home, he went straight to bed. There was no way he could sleep, thinking about the events that had transpired earlier that evening. He though about how sexy Mrs. Holmes was and pictured her with a long cigarette dangling from her lips. He became hard immediately. Twice that night he masturbated frantically, thinking about the cigarettes and what might be in store for him the next evening. The next day was the longest in Stephen's life. Every minute he thought of nothing but Mrs. Holmes. Finally 8:00 rolled around and he made his way next door. He knocked on the door and it o… Read more

She lay back on the bed, opened her legs, grabbed him by the hair and forced his face into her hot, wet cunt. Even though he lacked any knowledge of what he was doing, he lapped at her moist slit furiously. Once again she let the cigarette dangle sexily from her lips as she continued to spew filthy language at him. "That's it, boy. Eat your dinner! Eat me while I smoke for you! Do a good job and I might let you come!" She helped him by moving his head in rhythm with her thrusts. With the other hand she removed one breast from her bra and began to pinch the nipple with her long nails. Faster an… Read more

Steven knocked sharply on the door, and young boy answered. "Hey there, Chad!" "Hi, Stephen!" Stephen had babysat Chad many times and developed a big-brother relationship with the youngster. After all, they both loved sports. Chad motioned for Stephen to run a pattern out on the front lawn. His throw went a little too far and landed in the garden. As Stephen knelt to pick up the football, he noticed a small iron grate secured with a padlock, partly hidden from view by the bushes. Though he felt somewhat strange about the discovery, he retrieved the ball and tossed it back to Chad. The two went… Read more

The ladies both stood back to admire their trophy. Gregory was completely blue in the face and his limp body lay motionless on the twisted metal table. Wry grins came over their faces. They now turned their attention to Rolf who was still in rather an excited state. "Look at our Rolf, he's still standing at attention. Good boy Rolf, you know you can't cum until we say. Let's see, what turns Rolf on more than anything? Hmmm! Could it be watching sexy leather bitches strut around smoking cigars? Is that it Rolf?" teased Samantha as she allowed Rolf to suck on one of her engorged nipples. Rolf no… Read more

Rolf returned with two more cigars, placed one in each lady's mouth and lit them. "I think Rolf here likes it when we dangle cigars in our mouths and humiliate men, don't you?" Tiffany asked Samantha, trying to stir Rolf's manhood once more. "I don't know, Tiffany. Why don't we test out your theory!" They instructed Rolf to sit in the leather chair, then began to strut around the table seductively, occasionally lashing out at Gregory indiscriminately with their whips. It had only been a few minutes since Rolf had drained his balls, but these two temptresses had him rock-hard again within secon… Read more

He was left in complete darkness. He waited, strapped to the table for what seemed like an eternity. Then he heard the clicking of coming back into the room. Funny, though, it sounded like more than one set of footsteps. The footsteps became louder and louder and just as he thought they were right next to him, they stopped. Then all of a sudden came the sound of a match being struck. In the dim light he could make out the outlines of three figures. One he immediately recognized as the woman he could thank for his dilemma, Tiffany Parkinson. The other two he did not recognize, at least not righ… Read more

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" she teased as the cigar bobbed up and down between her lips as she spoke. She placed her hands arrogantly on her hips and began to walk toward him swaying seductively with each step, drawing deeply and exhaling as the cigar continued to dangle from her moist lips. "I guess I'm not dealing with someone that's going to fit in with this organization. You're obviously more interested in looking at my body than in answering my questions. Why the hell should I even bother with finishing this interview?" she barked as the cigar burned down a little with each… Read more

"Now then, Gregory, I see you have been out of work for a while. Would you care to explain?" The frankness of her question caught him by surprise and immediately put him on the defensive. He tried to think quickly but she interrupted. "Hmmm?" It didn't help that she had now pushed her chair back, stood, and proceeded to walk across the room to one of the lavish cabinets that framed the office. She was now visible in all her splendor. He estimated her height to be about six feet. Add to that the six-inch black stiletto-heeled patent leather pumps and she dwarfed him in height. He found his eyes… Read more

Gregory sat nervously in a chair outside the office. He had been out of work for several months now and desperately needed this job so he could get his life back in order. Each day for the past three months he had left the house and pretended to head to work. He had been afraid to tell his wife; for fear that she would leave him. He already suspected that she was having an affair, as they had not had sex together for months and she was a very attractive woman. His thoughts were interrupted by a woman's voice. "They're ready to see you now, Gregory." He looked up to see an elderly woman direct… Read more

Let me start by confessing that this is a fantasy, unfortunately. My ex-wife knew about my penchant for kinky sex (femdom and verbal humiliation), but sadly I never got up the nerve to tell her about my smoking fetish. From time to time she would indulge me by jerking me off while I looked at Cruella magazines and tell me what a tiny, useless dick I had. I always came so hard in those instances. But this would all pale in comparison with what transpired one night after she returned from a 2-week business trip. It was the middle of winter and she had cabbed home from the airport. She came in… Read more