This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, mind fucking and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. Comments, ideas and feedback are welcomed and sought after! ***** Lying in bed that night, Nicholas' mind wouldn't quiet. He kept trying different p...
I was attending a conference in Chicago. I am from Cleveland, OH and with the conference being that close I decided to drive instead of fly. That way I made mileage money and I would have my car there and not be stuck at the hotel like I usually am at these conferences. I am a married man, but it hasn't been a good marriage for quite awhile, so when I get th...
*Two weeks later* Jake: I've never been happier in my life. Everything felt good. Everything was right. We were going out tonight, the whole gang. Going to Randy's gay bar. We were going to have fun tonight. I've been waiting a whole week for today. I haven't been to Randy's in a while. I sat at work, we were slow for a Friday afternoon. "You can go if y...
Working Up The Nerve I had never done anything like this before; it was risky hooking up with someone you met on an app, especially for me. He could leave me bloody and bruised on the side of the road after taking all my money; hell it could be a group of backward thinking Neanderthals wanting to kill me. Or worse yet, he could destroy my life in another way...
My pregnant wife has been away visiting her mom for the past week. She just let me know today she was going to stay a few more days. Today was Friday, which meant she wouldn't be home until at least Tuesday. My wife and I are both 27 years old and only being married just under a year we are still newlyweds. So as much as I enjoy being home by myself, I still...
‘What on earth have I done?’ I said under my breath as I walked out through the pub’s exit. I had a fixed expression of disbelief embedded on my face all the way up the hill to the train station. I shook my head in the street to coincide with my thoughts—I dare not think now what passers-by made of my lunacy. I felt dirty, ashamed, uncomfortable, drunk, and...
Hello. Hello, sissy. You have come back. You have come back again for another session. Welcome back, faggot. My sexy sissy faggot bitch. I am so glad you have come back. But you have no choice, do you, sissy? You have to come back. You need to come back. You need to hear my voice. It is the voice of truth. The voice that tells you what you are. What you tr...
5 weeks into the coronavirus lockdown, my resistance finally cracked. My roommate, John, and I were broke as hell and we had been fired from our workplace at the local mall. The landlord, who was a Mexican gangster, wanted rent paid on time or else we were in serious trouble. We had only a few days supply of food remaining. I was horny and I had not heard a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Author's note: Whereas every other chapter of this series is told from the perspective of the son, Harry Morris, this chapter is told from the perspective of the father, Tim Morris. ***** When I woke up and sleepily turned my head to look at the clock on the nightstand, I couldn...
Dillon didn’t even realize he was drumming his fingers against the scarred surface of the metal table in the dimly lit interrogation room until Megan reached across, put her hand over his, and said, “Will you knock it off already?” “Sorry.” He put his hands in his lap. “It’s not everyday I get arrested. Guess I’m not up on prison protocol.” “He didn’t arre...