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What is a perfect cuckold? My husband. Perfect for me, at least, and isn’t that all that matters? Well, no, not really. But it’s a start. A very good one at that. So, let me tell you my story....

I hit the lotto after my divorce when I met and then married Victoria. She was everything my ex-wife was not and then some. So after two years of true bliss I made a deal with her. My dream in exchange for hers. She took the deal. Did she ever.

After luring several innocent girls into ‘The System’ for her own selfish purposes, Natalie succumbs to her wicked curiosity about the Confederacy. She enrolls in classes to master Subject Management. Never imagining how wrong it might go for her. Until it does.

We’ve been in Dubai for three days and I can’t believe what I see. The girls are hanging in but it keeps getting worse. Exactly like Heather told us it would. How much more can they take?

Against my better judgment, we’re flying to Dubai for a week of ‘festivities.’ Heather is the only one of us who’s already been there. She came back nearly broken from her first time. But now she wants to go back. She needs to go back.

The day Hallie walked into my life, I had no idea she would fulfill a fantasy I didn’t realize I had. A fantasy she didn’t even know existed. “What’s a cuckold?” she asked the first time we watched a certain video together. It wasn’t the last video we watched together, but it set the rest in motion. Until all the pieces fell into place. And my life changed. Our lives changed. Forever.

Until I met Laurel, I thought I’d never get married. But one look at her and I knew I had to put a ring on her. What I didn’t realize is that rings mean different things to different people. Exploring those differences can be exciting, terrifying, or supremely satisfying. Or with any luck, all three.

My husband wanted me to sleep with a black man. My bull wanted me to sleep with other black men. I did what they wanted with no complaints. I may not be complaining, but when do I get to do something just for myself?

It was supposed to be a day-trip, a fun and enlightening lark with friends from high school. But Grace’s world was shattered when she was pressed into the New Confederacy’s centuries-old system of human bondage. Now she finds herself being prepared to be auctioned to the highest bidder. For what purposes, she can only guess. None of them good.

~Brandon~What kind of idiot pushes the woman of his dreams into another man’s arms and bed? How stupid do you have to be to encourage that man to think he’s in charge? Why in the world would the woman you love do exactly what you’re asking her to do? When everyone knows it’s all going to end badly. ~Mattie~I love my husband more each day, but I can’t live without my bull. Good thing we’re all on the same page. Or so it seems. For now.

I lusted after Mattie from a distance for years, never thinking I had a chance with her. Then I broke out of the friend-zone and, against all odds, I married her. When she turned out to be even kinkier than I was, I knew I didn’t deserve her. So I set about trying to prove it. And I almost did.

The day I met my wife I fell in love forever. Kyra was so sweet and innocent, almost shy, and I couldn’t imagine living without her. And she loved me with her whole heart. But when we started to talk about dark and forbidden things, I was simply thrilled. Now I know that I should have been worried. I never imagined Kyra would change so much. That I would change as well. And us. Especially us.

I’ve only been helping Penny with her side business for a few months. I know her well enough but she keeps surprising me. Then she came to me with a story. That shocked me.

Now that I’ve revived what I didn’t realize I missed so much, my work life is much less boring. And now that I’m dating again, sort of, my love life is more exciting, too. But when the managing attorney at the law firm where I work asks to meet with me, I have to wonder which of my new activities he wants to discuss. Or does he want to discuss something else? At long last.

Destiny has spent six months looking for her best friend in the New Confederacy. The friend she unwittingly trapped in their system of human bondage. But as soon as she found her friend, it all went south for her. Now she finds herself trapped in the same system. One she now knows all too well.

When Grace is shipped off to the Clayton plantation in Alabama, she finds her circumstances have changed dramatically. In some ways better but in other ways, worse. At least until things change again. In a shocking turn of events. Even for Grace.

I met Heather a few years ago when I started my golf lesson promotion, Sticks and Chicks. I had no idea when we started working together that it would turn into what it has. But we make a great team and the sky is the limit. We’re just getting warmed up.

Peg Shaw should be happy. Her husband Braden loves her and she loves him. They have a good life together and she knows he'd do anything for her–he already has. The freedom he gave her was more than any woman could ever want, or expect. He is truly extraordinary. So why is she so restless? And anxious to get back to the life she left behind? A life she thought was over, a life she tried to forget, but couldn't.

Since we moved to my husband’s boyhood home in the country, I’ve struggled to come to grips with my new life as a tenant farmer's wife. It’s not that I didn’t know what Taylor wanted to do with his life, I just didn’t expect it to happen so soon after we got married. I love my husband more than anything, but life in the Iowa cornfields is anything but stimulating. So when Desmond, our new landlord, shows up unexpectedly to claim his inheritance, Taylor and I are surprised by more than his existence.

What began with a confession at thirty-nine thousand feet is no longer just a spark—it’s a fire they’ve both chosen to step into. Emily Laurent has never let anyone stay close for long. As an escort, she’s mastered the art of control, of giving clients exactly what they pay for while keeping the most vulnerable parts of herself tucked far out of reach. But Richard Tunstil didn’t try to buy her. He asked questions. He listened. And when she told him the truth—that her arousal is tied to surrender, to being watched, to being degraded in ways she can’t safely explore alone—he didn’t flinch.