Dear Shoeblossom: My wife and I really have enjoyed your letters. It has been a major help to us in the changes we've made in our relationship. For one thing, my wife is not a woman-born woman. In fact, Monisha used to be my teammate when we played soccer for San Francisco State University. We were living together, just a couple of guys, chasing girls and...
My name is Eric Musevini. I'm a tall, good-looking young man of African-American and Italian descent. Six feet two inches tall, lean and muscular, with light bronze skin, curly black hair and pale green eyes. That's me in a nutshell. What do I love doing? Oh, many things. I love walking through the park. Watching good clean shows on television. Eating Ice Cr...
Other stories in this series Nancy Remembers Chap. 1 Nancy Remembers Chap. 2 Nancy Remembers Chap. 3 Then the following are separate but related stories and may be read without regard to sequence. Nancy and the Guard Nancy visits the Poop Deck Nancy and her Observer Nancy and her Boss Part 1 Nancy and her Boss Part 2 Nancy and her Son * Nancy awo...
Lily was an ordinary girl trying to work her way through school. She was an attractive bartender at the Monkey Pub, 5 foot 5, long blonde hair, 34B breasts, you get the picture. The men at the bar, especially the drunken ones, would always try to pick her up because of her attractive features. She would always deny their requests. Her philosophy was if they...
Hi again. Thanks for your fast reply! When Angel and I lived in the mountains of Montana, I made contact with a really fun, experienced Master that lived only about 30 minutes from our place. He was a pretty big guy, about 6' 3" with a husky build. After meeting with him a couple of times and deciding he was reasonably sane, we worked out a plan. I was to b...
I delighted in submitting to April. Her dominance over me sends my blood raising. And I couldn't be much more submissive than I am right now. Utterly naked, my wrists bound behind my back, my poor bottom still sore and stinging from two recent spankings, kneeling in front of April and performing cunnilingus on her while her mother, my former track-coach and...
I met Kelly in a Starbucks close to a hotel off Interstate 80. It was about an hour from where she lived, and four hours from my home. I was en route to a conference, so that made it convenient. This was our first face-to-face encounter after several weeks of correspondence via a BDSM website. She was married, and in her late thirties. Her hair was short and...
There are a series of stories that chronicle Kelly's submission from the viewpoint of her Master (see comments section for details). I have been asked me to share Kelly's viewpoint on her submission to her Master. Below is her manuscript that for unexplained reasons was not published until now. I'm sure Kelly will be punished for the delay. Warning: This s...
After Phil finished doing Gladen's guiche piercing, Gladen was still kneeling there, a little stunned. Finally he tried to get up. Kierra stopped her husband with a little white hand. "Just a moment, Gladen. Stay right where you are." Then Kierra put that same little hand on Phil's muscular arm and said "I'd like to give you a personal gratuity in your bac...
Dear Shoeblossom: Kenyon and I walk along the beach as we vacation in California. It is not really a nude beach, just a clothing optional beach, and Keni has optioned that I walk naked, except for my chastity piercing, and she is wearing a pale blue bikini, to which her curves are magnificently displayed. I am in a bit of pain. I put regular milk in her co...