Abstract: Every few decades every imaginable trope of All Hallow's Eve gather at a special haunted house for one and only one mysterious purpose, but first the staff must be assembled. * As Francette's hands pushed away from the stone bannisters, she feared having been caught listening in on her mistress. Somewhere below in the great hall, the witch conti...
Dark niches were easy to find within the city's limits, it was carved out from the new ruins of modern day masonry. Damp wet stones greased from the local eateries were a common sight drawing an elongated architect of Victorian streets dabbled with a little bit of renaissance provided an alcove of buildings dressed in violet lilies and orchids. It was winter...
Chapter Seven: At 'The Agency' and I'm Off to a New Start In My Sissy Life. "Girls this is your new dorm mate, Sissy Chantel." one of the security staff says. The other staff member adds, "You shall take her into your group, help her set up her things and then take her around on a tour of the facilities and such. Report to the office after doing so, OK?"...
All Characters are over the age of 18 and consenting Adults. She had never met the man that left her the Castle and grounds she was now walking through. He also left her more then enough money to live out the rest of her life in comfort. All she did know was that he was some long lost relative of some kind. At the reading of the 'Last will & Testament"...
The area by the window had a padded surface; no doubt Blanche's departed husband and many other enslaved men had been made to kneel for hours at this window, whilst they contemplated their fate on just such an evening as this. The padding would not be for their comfort, it would be there to ensure that their knees functioned when the time came to entertain....
Hearing rustling amongst the hay bales Tom the ostler went to investigate. Peering through a hole in the bales he couldn't believe what he saw: The maid was lying sprawled across a bale with her brown hair pulled out of her bun. Her black dress was undone revealing her large breasts with nipples pink and erect. Her skirts were hitched up revealing no underw...
The house was a large, well-kept property in a quiet suburb, with a large lawn girded with poplars. I opened the gate, walked up the path and stood at the front door. This was it, my last chance to back out. Gripping my small suitcase a little tighter, I licked my lips with uncertainty, and reached for the ornate brass door knocker. I lifted it, and let it d...
Over the years I had dressed I had many experiences with guys, couples and dipped in and out of the Bdsm and fetish scene as I felt like but it wasn't until I was invited to a private interview I really got involved. It was a sunny Tuesday morning and as I awoke in my favourite purple satin baby doll and panties I felt the need to play so going online I sea...
Chapter 8. The Epiphany I heard several female voices detach themselves from the general murmur of conversation and I became aware that several were in the room with me. I could barely move as it was so I didn't really try but I think I counted four voices. I also heard the sound of clothes being removed. I heard the unmistakeable snap of elastic. Surprisin...
'The House Guest' involves characters who appeared in my earlier offering, 'The Discipline Begins', and refers to events contained therein, but can be read as a stand alone story. * Florence Roberts' pretty ever-so slightly retroussé nose had been put out of joint. Sir Richard had invited a guest to stay at the Manse: Marsha Williams, best-selling popular...