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I am a trophy husband. No joke, but sometimes it does seem funny when I say it out loud. And sometimes, it doesn’t seem funny at all. But don’t feel sorry for me - I’m married to one of the most beautiful women in the world. She’s on a list. Just keep in mind that for every beautiful woman you see, there’s a man who got tired of her.

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 never would have believed there could be too much of a good thing. Until it happened to me. Two men, two exciting careers, too much. So I’m calling for reinforcements. Luckily, I know just who to call.

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.

Once I reconnected with Bettie, I was in heaven. I’d never had a girlfriend like her and I was over the moon about it. That should have been enough. But it wasn’t. Not just because I wanted more, although I did want more. I never would have considered what came to pass unless Bette wanted it too. Did she really want it, though? Or was she just telling me what she thought I wanted to hear?

My wife Sloane is trying to motivate me. I know she means well but I wish she'd stop. Or try something a little more conventional. But conventional is not what she does. Never has, never will. For better and for worse. Until death do us part.

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.

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?

I took to the club Marlon introduced me to like a duck takes to water. And everything that went on there. Everything. Too soon though, it wasn’t enough. So we moved on to bigger and better things. The biggest and the best things.

My name is Fiona and this is the story of how my husband turned me into a BBC slut. Now I know what you’re thinking and no, I don’t mean a Big Black Cock slut, although that’s sort of true, too. What I’m talking about is the Black Bull Club. It’s a secret club of black men who act as bulls for hot wives and their cuckolds. I am a hotwife. My husband Mason is a cuckold. Lamar is my bull. This is my story.

When I met Oakley, I was a newly-promoted detective, the youngest in LAPD history. She was a rookie cop, stuck impersonating a hooker to catch johns for the Vice Squad. I had to admit, she looked good in her role. Too good. So I asked her out, liked what I learned about her and wound up marrying her. To the surprise of everyone who knew us. But only I knew the truth about her. Until she turned the tables on me.

The Newbie “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.

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.

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.

“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.

I couldn’t believe my good luck when Marlon moved in with Garrett and me. I love my husband but having a boyfriend is so wonderful, too. One who gets me in a way my husband doesn’t. One who gives me what I need. And even more.

Grace has been with almost every member of the Athens Club before her debut is complete. And she proves to be one of the most requested slaves of the dozens they own. But the club’s goal is not to own her for too long. Its goal is to sell her to the highest bidder. Of which there are, not surprisingly, many. But only one will succeed.

Erin’s best friend on Paradise Lane, the cul-de-sac where they both live, is blowing her mind. Ever since Darnell moved into the vacant house next door, strange things are happening. So when her friend confesses to what she’s doing, Erin is shocked beyond words. Until their other neighbor decides to join in the fun.