The Collaring of Lilly

Lilly is a woman who desires extreme submission to a trusted master. Her husband struggles with the reality of disciplining her… and is completely lost when she expresses how discomfort / limited pain exite her. He does his best but it’s simply not enough so Lilly goes looking to fulfill her fantasies online… virtually.  But the unexpected happens: she finds a cyber partner only to discover that he’s within easy driving distance and he can make her fantasies come true. He does it time and time again online. He bends her to his will and even disciplines her by simple command when she fails to perform to his expectation.

Having found the right man, she gives her body to him completely. She continues to enjoy her husband and his efforts, but she is committed to making her master happy in every way. He makes her earn the collar she desperately wants him to put around her neck.

10,802 words.

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A Week of Sexts

When a man goes on travel for a week and has challenged his previously shared wife to come out of her shell; to go BACK to her shared lifestyle, she takes him up on it in a big way; and sends him texts & pictures to show him throughout the week.

Can he trust the texts he’s getting? Is she telling the truth or teasing him?

It’s not until he starts receiving proof pictures mid-week that he realizes his wife has indeed re-embraced her hotwife lifestyle and it drives her husband crazy with lustful need. As much as she enjoys plenty of energetic sex while he’s gone, their reunion will be one for the record books!

 

12,419 words.

29  8.5 x 11″ pages in print.

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Chronicles of Dirty Debbie, Volume One

Chronicles of Dirty Debbie, Volume One contains:
COD: Being A Hooter’s Girl
COD: She Did Mike, the Photographer
COD: Permission Slips
COD: Sex on the Beach
COD: Her DVD Surprise

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Chronicles of Dirty Debbie: Permission Slips

As John and I lazily walked through the casino – either holding hands or with an arm around each others’ waist, we didn’t seem all that interested in gambling.  The kiss we’d shared was on my mind and I wanted another one.  I knew he was thinking about that and more and the “more” part seemed constantly on my mind.  Wondering about my outlook I decided I needed a moment to consider the situation as free as I could get of the immediacy of his presence.  Excusing myself I went to the ladies’ room and looked at myself in the mirror.  Where was I in my head?

I was happily married to a man I had no doubt loved me very much and treated me wonderfully.

In my 41 years of life, 23 of them sexually active, I had experienced only four men and of them only two were really very good: a one night stand I’d had long ago and my husband.

My husband was very aware of this and had not only given me permission to have sex with another man but had even gone so far as to ask me to do so and generated the “permission slips” of which I had three with me at that moment.