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Punished by Parents-in-Law Ch. 05

by Alfamann on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

My Parents in Law thought it would be good therapy for me if I put pen to paper and recount some more of the humiliation and punishment I have received at their hands. Good for the soul, they said. As if I need to write it down. The images are firmly embedded in my memory bank. And probably on my backside as well. Well, let me continue. Firstly, my darling...

The Humiliation Of Jen Ch. 01

by Alfamann on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Author's note: This story has been written at the request of Jen. She does exist, lives in Louisiana, and Uncle Jimmy also really exists. However his shenanigans are purely the figment of Jen's very fertile imagination and the author's wayward sexual deviancy. Jen wants a slow build up in the story, so what Jen wants, she gets. I need to point out that thi...

Life of Angela Ch. 03

by Alfamann on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It had all seemed like a dream and I couldn't really believe the encounter with Darren had really happened. It was all very overwhelming for a young, naive female. When Bridget was around I was incredibly nervous and I was so sure she suspected something. In fact on one occasion she asked what was wrong as I did not seem my normal self. I attempted to dodge...

The Humiliation Of Jen Ch. 03

by Alfamann on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Recapping the characters: My Ma, Pa, older brother Jethro and younger sister Trixie My Uncle Jimmy & Aunt Shirley, and their 2 sons, Stan & Billy My cousin Dirk My boyfriend Bobby Sonja, the bitch cheerleader * The following morning Jethro woke me at an obscenely early hour. I am not a morning person and struggled to get my eyes to focus. My body ache...

Punished by Parents-in-Law Ch. 12

by Alfamann on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

For a long while Michael and I lay on the bed in a naked embrace, my wrists still bound to the headboard, and I still had ribbons in my hair and bobby socks on my feet. I was reluctant to spoil the moment, but my mind was racing with questions, and I desperately wanted answers. I especially needed to know if he knew anything of what had been happening betwe...

Life of Angela Ch. 09

by Alfamann on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My sincere apologies for taking so long to continue this story. I have been unashamedly indulging myself in other pursuits, such as travel. The next 3 chapters are written and will be posted over the next few days. Chapter 9 THE BIRTHDAY PARTY Despite my intense embarrassment at being made to orgasm while rubbing myself on Jenny's knee while my flatmates...

The Humiliation Of Jen Ch. 06

by Alfamann on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Sorry for the delay in finishing this story. Got sidetracked, however the real Jen from Louisiana, the little darling she is, kept nagging me like the proverbial Mother-in-law so here are the final three chapters. Recapping the characters: My Ma, Pa, older brother Jethro and younger sister Trixie My Uncle Jimmy & Aunt Shirley, and their 2 sons, Stan & Billy...

The Boys and Girls are Watching Ch. 10

by Alfamann on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

The following day was Saturday and the husbands, Olivier and Dave, left early in the morning for a scheduled weekend fishing trip in the Bay of Islands, north of Auckland where we live and were due back Sunday. At least this is what Paula and Francesca believed was happening. In truth, the men were going fishing with a group of Olivier's medical friends from...

Punished by Parents-in-Law Ch. 07

by Alfamann on Sep 26, 2017
Fetish

All week I was excited by the prospect of my weekend away with my Parents in Law, Jane and Ben. I had absolutely no idea what lay ahead of me, but that only served to increase the anticipation. I hate to admit it but I could feel my panties getting damp just visualising what they may do to me. I enquired a couple of times from Jane as to what our itinerary w...

Life of Angela Ch. 04

by Alfamann on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I slept incredibly well and the next morning Bridget and I were up early for the bus trip to the prehistoric caves that were an hour away. We dressed, had breakfast in the dining hall downstairs, then returned to own rooms to clean our teeth and collect our bags. Just as I was about to exit Bridget called me to a halt. When I turned she was holding her hand...