I awoke by the sweet and velvety smell of baking. It was Christmas Eve and my mum was getting ready for the party that she and my dad were attending later in the evening. I tried to go back to sleep, but the clacking of pots and pans as well as my mother's voice, obviously chattering in my dad's ear while he ignored her by reading the daily newspaper was too...
Previous chapter: Paul (Paula) gets stuck in a public park dressed entirely as a woman and cannot get home. He calls his best friend Heather to come and help him, but she does not know about his cross dressing fetish. "Heidi-ho friend-boy!" Heather answered, "Where were you today? You coming over?" I held my cell phone away from my ear as the background no...
My last submission was lazy, and I apologize for it. I am only leaving it attached to my name to hopefully leave a comparison to the type of writing I don't want to do, versus hopefully the rest of my submissions being the quality I do want to achieve. To expound; I think the content was good, but the quality of the writing was poor and extremely sloppy. I'm...
Chapter 1 I am a writer - luckily a moderately successful one - of what I call 'Romanticised History', which the publishing industry prefers to refer to as 'Faction' - the partial fictionalisation of what otherwise are well documented historical facts. Having majored in both English and British History at university, and always hoping that I would at some t...
Dominatrix, in trouble? She did as she was told and turned off the ignition and dropped the keys out the window of her car. Her name is Jasmine. Princess Jasmine to be more specific, and she is a highly renowned dominatrix. Unluckily for Princess Jasmine is that she was on her way home from work and someone reported her car stolen. Which is why she finds h...
Chapter One: Ms. Stark Will See You Now You look one more time at the email on your phone, reading the message yet again. "Come to 27 Seaview, Suite C at 8:30 sharp. Business attire. Bring a copy of your resume and references." Well, suite C, here you are. A pretty woman at the reception desk asks you to have a seat in the lobby as she calls Ms. Stark. Her...
Blissfully happy and terrified is not a usual combination, except possibly on a roller coaster, but that is how I feel right now. Blissfully happy that I am now owned. Terrified of what my new owners are expecting of me. They tempted me into their fold gradually but have now locked the gate behind me and, for me most unexpectedly, I am content to become thei...
Mistress was gone for the afternoon. She had some shopping and errands to attend to. She had been tired lately, working a lot. She had not used him in days. He felt listless, depressed. He was dying for her touch. Needing to feel the reassurance in her finger tips. Taste her, feel her. He was going crazy. Just minutes after her departure, his mind was alrea...
He felt her breath at his ear. "Your cock is now under my control" she slowly whispered. As she removed Heath's blindfold she continued to whisper in a velvety hushed tone. " Take a look for yourself. This is what becomes of naughty males who are unable to control their sexual urges. From now on you will only achieve the blissful state of erection when I...
"Professor ..." I glance up from my computer to see Darla, a sweet girl who unfortunately talks a mile a minute for far too many minutes at a time. I immediately wish her away—I'm too busy to pretend to listen to her prattle on today. Still, she means well enough and, anyway, I'm a better teacher than that, so I plaster a smile on my face and gesture toward...