Summary: White wife is drawn into world of kinky submission. This is not really a sequel, but a slightly dove-tailed story of how, in the wake of her husband's fall, the wife also falls and ends up addicted to black cock. If you want to read the husband's fall read: Black Cock Worship: A Man's Fall. Dedicated to the real Christine and Ken, as this is based...
Note: this is purely fictional. I think a lot of women have had the fantasy of being swept up by a younger, more forceful man, who would then relegate her wimpy husband to the role of servant and maid. This is my version, with a little twist at the end: Harold was laboring, his thrusts becoming less forceful, and certainly for me, less pleasurable. I wished...
Gwen opened her eyes for a second before clamping them shut and (with a moments resistance), arching her back as a yawn burst out that she only just managed to cover with her palm. As she lay back, deep into the pillows and the soft mattress, she gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear that had fallen across her face tickling her nose. Then after light...
* * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (6 min/mp3) * * * * * "Oww... please, Daddy, may I please untie myself and take off the clothespins? They, like, hurt" Jenny whimpered. Her owner's voice came over the computer speakers. "No, girl. Now recite your mantra again - stop! Do NOT close your thighs!" Jenny whimpered and spread her k...
Waking up like that I think my brain wanted not just more but to place everything that happened to me in an order that I could handle. So deeper into sissyness it was. Playing with my butt plug until I was edging myself and losing myself in it. Abby showed up. Rolled a joint and watched me. "C'mon Nikki, up, let's get you fed and working out." It was h...
-- Saturday -- This was it! The grand finale was hitting the home stretch! Time for a status update. It was make-or-break time, 'cause I was down a buncha scores. It was all-or-nothing, 'cause I had totally gotten outmaneuvered by Ortega. Despite everything that had happened, the task was still the same. I had to broker new contacts for LGZ. The goal was...
Abstract: The brainwashing only works on four out of five women. The others have to stay at the Bimbo Asylum. A QUICK RAMBLING ENDLESS NOTE DIRECTLY TRANSCRIBED FROM INMATE MADISON: Dear Reader-Deader, This story follows from the facts set out in The Bimbo Asylum (1&2) but it is a side story and not a Part 3. Plus it differs in writing style with its us...
Sprite is a sexy 5'2, solid, 150 pound woman with 38D's, brown eyes, brownish/blonde hair and a cute lil ass. I'm her Dom, Teddy. This is about a fantasy her and I both share based on one she's shared with me. ------------------------------ I greet Sprite at her car and grab her bags and pick her up in one of my infamous big bear hugs (part of the reason...
Limini stared up into the beautiful, swirling eyes of the coil fiend Celeste. She gazed into eternal spirals of blue, green, and gold, feeling her mind slipping into those lovely whirlpools without even thinking. It wasn't as if she needed to think to sink—to sink down, down, down, deeper and deeper into those lovely, achingly gorgeous, hypnotic, enthralling...
"There we go," Limini purred, as the berrymaids squirmed in each other's arms. "Ain't that better, sugar?" Lilikoi whined as her fellow dryads planted kiss after kiss on her big, sensitized breasts. One guavamaid clung to each side of her, plump lips fastened to her nipples and suckling greedily—brainwashing themselves with her nectar, and her with their pl...