Hi, readers, here is a new hopefully erotic story series of a sissy's decline to that of playing a sissy slut and then without her knowing soon to be a enslaved sissy maid and slut, featuring your sissy girl Chantel. Enjoy... ************************ Chapter One: Sissy Crossdressing Play Time. I'm sitting inside my car, it's late, a faint drizzle falls a...
Chapter Two: Onto Her Training and Breaking Down. The feeling of fear and dread falls over Chantel as she sits on the flimsy bed in what is for now her prison cell. Totally alone and isolated except for the fact that Mitch and Nate Burrows will lord over her as they orientate, train and ultimately break Chantel from a fantasy sissy to what will be a living...
This story is for a compilation of many different bdsm adventures. It was formerly known as latex adventures, but as chapters developed they dealt more and more with different aspects of bdsm, and less consistently with latex. Latex still exists as a strong element in many of the chapters, namely because I like to write about characters wearing it. I created...
Obligatory Patreon link is here. This story uses conditions to utilize the information gathered throughout the story, so please click "Start Game" in the top right corner under "Score" or else some of the pages might not make any sense, and you may fill in information about the protagonist (you) on the side of the screen under "Custo...
FRIDAY, TWO MONTHS LATER As usual, I woke with the first light of the day, but on this morning I just couldn't bring myself to get out of bed right away. We found out yesterday that X is being transferred out of Bangkok; the company needs him elsewhere so our time here will soon come to an end. I looked around my room -- the maid's room. That's right, two...
Beth woke refreshed. Her puppy was already up. Spot had ordered coffee and pastries. Beth got up and had a quick shower. She walked into the front room, as naked as her puppy was. The women had coffee without conversation. Beth's puppy sat close to her hunched over her coffee cup. She occasionally reached over and licked her mistress's hand. Beth felt easy...
It was near the middle of August, and I was sitting aboard the train that was taking me towards my Master, his home, and my destiny. The end of my normal life. As I watched the country through the window, my mind wandered in the depths of my memory, reminding me of all that had lead me to being there. It had begun nine months ago, when I began exploring all...
It was Friday night and I was having a great time. I had been dating Sandra for almost a month and she was truly the girl of my dreams. She was beautiful, funny, smart and every time I was near her my heart started beating like an angry carpenter with a hammer. That specific night I had taken Sandra out to a fancy restaurant. The food was excellent and we we...
The mule was flanked by the two victorious horsewomen, and the hanged male's journey to meet his purchaser began, his cock erect and rubbing at the silken bondage with the movement of the mule as he squirmed, his anus tingling at his divine sense of helplessness as it clenched and dilated on the stimulating plug as the two women whipped mule and enslaved ars...
*This story has been uploaded to other sites in swedish. As that implies, I'm not a native speaker and the story takes place in Sweden during the 19:th century, which was a time when many swedes left the country for looking for better opportunities. I hope the foreign setting doesn't obstruct too much. I have quite a lot of material for the main branch of th...