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Do you fantasize about someone you shouldn't? Someone you really, really shouldn't? This woman does, and often lets the fantasy overcome her. It makes no sense; her boyfriend is achingly hot, incredible in bed, and just a goddam good guy. And his brother, the one she dreams of, is his twin. They look almost identical. It makes no sense.

I glance at my open blinds, not really caring who sees me fully naked and glowing in the morning light. This is my morning, my day to do exactly how I please. And today I choose to please myself.

This isn't one of those cheap '70s pornos, I promise. But yes, her car does break down. And yes, it is an urgent situation. Stressed out and over-caffeinated, this feisty customer takes matters into her own hands when she's desperate to get to her conference. Fortunately, her filthy mechanic is oh so ready for servicing and gives her exactly what she needs.

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The Tears Behind My Smile is a long-life journey of an abandoned girl who faces challenges in every walk of her life and the strength she gains from each experience she suffers. It is not an autobiography with an ordinary beginning and a predictable ending; instead, the audiobook depicts a series of emotions occurring in the author's life and how she alters herself from a self-pitying girl into a strong, resilient woman. It will enlighten the listeners on not to depend on anyone and become the superhero in their own story.

Where does your mind flow during the perfect massage? When the touch is so delicious it's desperate to become taboo? Do you let it? Invite it? Dream it? Make it happen? The answer is YES.

Fliss doesn't know she enjoys pain until she meets Damian, her tattooist. Armed with black latex gloves and a burning tattoo gun, Damian works Miss Fliss into a gasping, writhing, moaning mess on his leather bench. Is he enjoying her pain too? Is he a sadist? Or is he simply a professional? His throaty voice and strong grasp give nothing away. Until....

Anti-Heroes with Zach Blair is a podcast about guitar players that aren't on the covers of the guitar magazines but our host, Zach Blair thinks they should be. Each episode we'll have discussions with players about their motivations, intentions and, best of all, their gear. We'll talk about their careers and how they express themselves in the constantly changing world of guitar music. Anti-Heroes is hosted by Zach Blair, a lifelong guitar obsessive with a career spanning almost thirty years. From his early days in Hagfish that he started with his brother on to the world renowned shock rock ...

In the widening grey zone between life and death, doctors fight with doctors, families feel pressured to make tough decisions about their loved ones and lawyers are left to argue life-and-death cases in the courts. Meanwhile, intensive care patients are caught in purgatory, attached to machines and unable to speak for themselves. In Death Interrupted, Dr Blair Bigham seeks to help listeners understand the options facing them at the end of their lives.

Don’t be fooled by his perfect manners and gorgeous smile, this man is not nearly as nice as he seems. In all the right ways. She believes that she is the naughty one in this duo, and pushes the boundaries of decency to provoke his reaction. Finally, the "real" gentleman is unleashed and she discovers that he is not, in fact, a gentle man at all. This handsome rigger teaches his new freshly submissive muse some deliciously hard lessons in bondage, Shibari, and corporal punishment. And this is just the beginning: Her education is nowhere near complete....

Discussing everything from *ahm* intimacy, to leftovers rotting in your fridge, join Blair and Treyla as they take a deep dive into their lives, and that of occasional special guests.

Shelly finds herself in the spotless bathroom of her new lover—a man of few words but wonderful hands. He has a plan, starting at her long hair and working his way down her entire body. His thorough touch includes fingers, shampoo, soap, and shaving. Leaving no nook untouched, Shelly is not afraid to submerge herself into his fantasy and into his bathtub and discovers how cathartic a good, deep clean can be.

In the final part of this three-part f--kfest, everything really is everywhere. Our thirsty trio leave all remaining inhibitions far, far behind them and explore their deepest, darkest territories of desire. If you thought the first two parts were filthy, this will bust those boundaries wide, wide open and leave you wondering if you'll be arresting for loving every burning word.

“Tell me what you dream of,” you whisper throatily and a deep blush travels up from my depths to my cheeks. Pleasuring myself in front of you is definitely risqué, but sharing my filthy thoughts feels downright illegal. “So… I often have this dream of being in Bangkok. There’s a man there called Zaan… and his eyes just have sex in them,” I whisper, “He introduces me to a group of his friends, then asks me if I’d like to teach them how to have sex with a foreigner.”

Part two of this story of a filthy threesome, things heat up even more. The men fulfil her deepest taboo desire and she accommodates them both in every way she can. Bathed in sweat and begging for more, the two muscular men dominate the boundaries of what's "right and wrong" and love every heaving breath of it.

I fantasize about my master’s kitchen bench all the time. I dream of him bending me over it and teaching me some good, hard lessons in submissive kitchen etiquette. I am a chef, and it’s wrong. So, so wrong. Usually, I’m the one in charge, dominating my restaurant kitchen like the queen I am. Yes, I have an ego. Yes, I get stressed. And yes, all I can think about tonight is him taking charge, making me take him any way he wants. I ache as wait for him, quite sure he’s late on purpose—keeping me on edge, aware of the power he has not just over my body but also my time.

Today, my crimson lips and six-inch stilettos have all the other librarians talking but I don't care. Today I want glam, fire, wild attraction; one silky stocking at a time. I have the will, the desire, and the body. It’s time to bring some sex, some forbidden fantasy to the library.

Shibari is not just about the ropes...it's the anticipation of being bound, the rhythm, the time, the technique, and the full-bodied yearning to relinquish every last bit of power and really let go. From a soapy shower shaving, to a star harness, to a full-on, frog-tied f--k fest, this feisty essay leaves no Shibari stone unturned.

The most explicit essay yet in the submissive series, this female protagonist reaches new heights of filthy desire. She's fantasized forever about a threesome, with two strong men, ready to use her for their pleasure...and now it's really happening. Guided by her protector and master, she takes exactly what she is given, wherever she is given it. And whilst begging to stop, she begs for more.

I nervously study the wicked array of sex toys meticulously arranged on your bed. They gleam in the lamplight - floggers neatly knotted, spreader bars polished, plugs bejewelled and ropes freshly coiled - a cornucopia of bondage, discipline and so much sadism. My knees almost buckle when you open a drawer to display your collection of dildos, lined up like Russian dolls, from smallest to largest.