The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
She had no clothing under her coatdress except the black elastic-top thigh high stockings. Just some small silver chains spring-clipped to her nipples. There was also a fine silver chain arched between the two clips, spanning the distance between her nipples. They sparkled in the light at her slightest movement. The chains matched the ones dangling from her...
Lorna's Journals (Part Six) The night had come and Phil and Raymond's luxury Thames flat was fully illuminated to any voyeurs who just might be looking in our direction. I was certain I could see figures in various windows in other apartments in the building staring our way and watching all we did to my dear naked Rex! My passionate inner voyeur was raging...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
Waking up in another man's arms seemed strange to Margo Needy, it had been awhile. Not since her late husband Darryl had she felt so relaxed and cozy. Having slept with nineteen year old Cabot Ross all night after they had showered together. they both talked until they passed out. Margo first having dosed up on muscle relaxers. The scent of a man left her sp...
The following morning Sammy was in Mrs Pardoe's class sewing a plain white collar onto a skimpy black dress. It was a compulsory project. During their first term all sissies had to produce their own parlour maid outfit, and it had to be done by hand because Mrs Pardoe claimed exclusive use of the only sewing-machine in the house. Sewing was one thing he hate...
"Do you think this is okay?" Becky asked stepping out of her room. "I'm not sure about the way it shows my underwear here on the hip." "Do you have anything smaller, with string rather than the thick black band thats showing?" "Like a G-string. No not really, I've always thought if underwear ends up that small why am I bothering?" "So why are you bother...
The next morning Jennifer Hancock went down the stairs with her hair piled on top of her head and wearing a crumpled pale-blue linen overall to be amazed when Lulabelle said she looked as fresh as a daisy. Her mother was talking on the telephone, and when Jennifer appeared in the sitting-room she clapped her hand across the mouthpiece. "I've been negotiatin...
"Grind" Every city has a place that the ladies of polite society pretend does not exist. A place they pretend their husbands and boyfriends do not go when they are out with the boys. Whether surrounded by warehouses or down by the tracks, there is always that place made up of cheap beer, faded brass, and menstrual-red velvet, where women with no shame and n...
"Disgusting!" exclaimed Miriam Hancock lightly as she examined the photographs Emma Twist handed her. It had taken Hardwick most of the day to produce the prints, but they were well worth waiting for. The headmistress went through them as if shuffling cards, and having glimpsed each one viewed them a second time, more slowly and with greater concentration. "...