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Part 1 - What is happening at the Penthouse Hotel? When Emily's husband suggested they visit the Hotel to find out, neither of them realize their life together was about to change. Their introduction to high-end prostitution, cuckolding, interracial relationships, and domination would be overwhelming, irresistible, and erotically intoxicating.

Dana Ransom's life has been in shambles, ever since her relationship with her business partner Benjamin turned into a hellish war and he split. She's a genius of an artist and designer, but a total failure running the company she and Ben own. Even her new lover Locksley's controlling ways can't seem to set her straight.

It’s all spun out of control, but it’s the most indescribably fantastic thing that ever happened to me. And that’s saying something because I thought the same thing when Mattie married me. But this is so much more than just being married to the woman of my dreams.

When Marqel, my bull, invited me to dinner to meet his business partner, I wondered what he wasn’t telling me. Marqel is big in the financial industry here in Charlotte and I couldn’t imagine his motivation. But once I met Calvin, his partner, I didn’t care. As the saying goes, that man can have his way with me. Little did I know how prophetic those words would turn out to be.

I shuddered at the sight of all that accumulated pain. Our lives changed when Marcy, my new Domme, took the key to my chastity belt away from my boyfriend. Now she wants to take me to the Discipline Floor. I never asked what went on down there, but I know enough about it to understand what discipline means - whips, floggers, riding crops, and canes.

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.

A fancy hotel ballroom. A dozen beautiful socialite hotwives. A dozen black bulls. A dozen caged cuckolds. A night to remember. Schyler and Mark continue to provoke each other to new depths of erotic challenges. Their spiraling desires threaten to destroy them.

“I was too nervous to sit still but too desperate to leave.” I wasn’t miserable in my ten-year marriage but I wasn’t exactly happy, either. When I confided as much to my neighbor, I discovered a secret that rocked my world. Some of my best friends were members of the secret White Hot Wives Club and had been for years without telling me. But now that I knew, I was determined to take full advantage of all the perks that came with membership, including the effect it might have on my husband.

Beth Sanford has heard of the Red Pavilion before, but this is her first visit. She’s beyond nervous—she’s meeting her new manager and a newly recruited billionaire suitor. It’s his first visit to Billionaires’ Keys Resort, so he too is a virgin in his own way. But not like Beth. She’s the real deal. Twenty-three and still untouched. Well, at least in that way. Beth is no stranger to men, but she’s saved herself. For this? Maybe.

How do you train a steampunk sexbot? Gillian Smith’s promotion to journeyman proves she’s ready to lead the Toymakers in producing astonishing new erotic artifacts. Creative, brilliant, and debauched, she’ll stretch her capabilities to the limit as she juggles a talent shortage and a pair of jealous rivals. Then there’s the challenge of their latest commission—a life-sized programmable sex doll intended to replace a client’s deceased paramour. Normally she would consult the enigmatic Master Toymaker, but he seems preoccupied with his own concerns.

Alex has everything. He's one of the most eligible bachelors in the world. He's chased by the paparazzi and once went out with a communist. Now he hides from publicity whilst trying to find a soulmate.

The effect I have on men scares me. So over the years, I’ve kept my distance. But since my husband encouraged me to become a hotwife, I’ve changed. First, I took on a bull. Then, I joined the Black Bull Club with four other hotwives. It’s been an unnerving experience, to say the least. Especially when each of the other hotwives in our Club had their very own ‘special party’. Now they tell me that it’s my turn. But what they don’t know is the effect I have on men. Their men.

When my first bull lost me to another bull, I was fine with it. I needed a change. But the unintended consequences of that change were big. Really big. My husband refused to go along with the change. Now I’m trying to get him back to where I need him to be. All while adjusting to my new bull’s demands. Demands I never saw coming. Demands that rock my world.

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?

My life has changed so much since I joined the White Hot Wives Club. My husband is so much more attentive to my needs and I’m having more fun than ever with so many different men from such different walks of life. Until even that’s not enough.

After ten years together I thought I knew my husband. I was wrong. Out of the blue, he surprised the hell out of me one night. He wanted me to open myself up to possibilities I never knew existed, not for a married woman. He explained about another lifestyle, another way of being married, another way of enjoying sex. Hotwife. He told me what he wanted, but he asked me what I would consider. We talked about so many things—how to start, what would change, and most importantly, what wouldn’t change.

After almost six months as a very active member of the White Hot Wives Club, I noticed something was missing. Although hundreds of men belonged to the club and dozens wanted to be with me, all of them were white. I’ve never been with a black man before but the Club had so changed my attitude toward sex that I’m ready for anything.

She is a PA who dreams of running her own art gallery. He is an IT technician gambling away everything he wants. They meet and fall in love. Their relationship is threatened by endless bets, even whilst they share their love of paintings. Years later, some dreams are fulfilled, others are dashed. Will the former lovers meet again?

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....

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.