This story is based on a game "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo" created by Dahakma; it can by found on TF Games. The game, despite its simplicity, is really absorbing and entertaining. It turns out, it can be inspiring as well. ------------------------------------------ My name is Nick and I decided to participate in a TV show called "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo?". It comb...
This is the beginning of a series describing Virginia Wentworth's journey as she embraces her inner Domme. We first met Ginny in Executrix Khalidah, which describes the fantasy execution scene leading to the events taking place in part one. I hope that you find time to read and enjoy that story at some point, but I've tried to make this one stand on its own...
Day 12 (Same day) 12, October 2218 **Yaounde, Cameroon** Central Africa, Region 18 The sounds of steel clanging and clinging filled the courtyard of the national palace. Eposi and Methild sparred with one another to test out her current techniques and skills wielding dual daggers. The drow took two days off to forge her a pair of her own daggers styled s...
As the sunlight pierced her curtains Paige Turner stirred in her bed. Snuggling up with her new Down comforter and a teddy bear that she always napped with her first coherent thought was..."Donnie." Laying there warm and cozy her memory of last night made her smile. While never expecting the event to actually happen she was excitably happy it did. Her Dad wa...
She stood before him on knees that suddenly felt weak and wobbly, breathlessly waiting for his command. When it came, his voice was deceptively quiet, calm, but also carried a note of authority that made her quiver. "It's time," he said simply. "Please begin." Taking a step forward, she glanced down long enough to see a glint of light emanating from her ri...
As Julia left the office of It's Just Sex, she tried not to think about the little break-down she'd just had in front of Ms. Harris. It was embarrassing to know that her desires had been laid out for public inspection. It was even more embarrassing to acknowledge that she had cried, really cried, about them. Julia was a single mom of four kids who worked a...
This short story is meant to be fun and light-hearted! It is told by the heroine, who is a closet exhibitionist, as she is 'reluctantly' put into embarrassing and uncomfortable situations by her voyeur husband. She thinks highly of herself; but in a fun, innocent way! Regrettably, I removed the original stories from this series about a year ago, after postin...
After the last incident with Jason at the men's shower room, Vanessa had felt deeply humiliated -- he had made use of her, had treated her like a rag doll to do with as he pleased. Had made her come so hard she still shuddered when she imagined his body thrusting against her clothed form, bringing her to orgasm as the jets of water rained down on the both of...
I had worked with Anne for a couple of years and had socialized quite a bit with both she and her husband Patrick at the time. But having left that company, I hadn't seen her for quite a while. It was a very pleasant surprise then to see her as I entered the bar to pass away some time one Friday evening. On seeing me, she ordered me a glass of my favourite w...
Chapter 3: The Sequel Linda opened her eyes and looked at the clock again which read 1:15 A.M. "Damn," she thought, "An hour and 15 minutes." She had been laying in her bed, tossing and turning for an hour and 15 minutes and growing more frustrated by the minute. There was something inherently unfair here. She had been looking forward to hosting her frien...