When Aimee’s long-hidden secret comes to light, her fiancé discovers a desire to submit he never knew he possessed.

The thick manila envelope showed up at my office, addressed to me in black marker in a shaky hand. Inside was a glossy adult magazine dated several years ago.

Baffled but starting to think this was a prank, I flipped to the pages marked by a sticky note. There, in a multi-panel pictorial, I found my fiancée, Aimee. She was dressed in lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. An older man accompanied her in the professionally lit photos. He was nude but for a leather collar attached to a long chain. Aimee held the other end. Over the course of a few dozen panels, she had the man lick the underside of her stiletto heels, beat his backside pink with a wooden paddle, and ground her pussy... Read More