I can't decide on an outfit. I've narrowed it down to two: my powerful, sleek, sexy latex dress, or my lacey, quaint, doll-like new corset. I'm fluttering between the two faster than a hummingbird. I've coined a new term for how I feel about tonight - nervited. I need this, because none of the other terms in my vocabulary quite seem to cover this feeling....
Saturday evening found me in my usual position. I was handcuffed to the radiator in our bedroom, on my hands and knees. My upper body was tightly laced into my red corset, my false boobs filling the bodice. My freshly shaved legs were encased in fishnet stockings. Black spike heeled boots came up to my knees. i was wearing a blonde wig and tarty make-up, inc...
You are always so good at making lists, Becca! This is a compliment I hear a lot from colleagues and friends alike. Always meant sincere, it does have a backhanded element to it. It labels me organised, bureaucratic, predictable. Rebecca, the Excel Queen. Rebecca, mind you. Not Bec or Beckie. Not Becca, either. But people are so quick with shortening my na...
NOTE: This is a work of fiction and the author in no way condones or promotes any activity that is not entirely consensual! It had been so easy and now, as her shoulders rested against my leather-skirted lap, I worked on her head and thought back on just how things had gone so well. I had watched and studied her for nearly three weeks. Every morning like c...
Brad Nyler balanced his groceries and fumbled with the deadlock. As he stepped inside he trod on the envelope, picked it up, closed the door with his foot and proceeded to the kitchen. Notes usually meant trouble and expense. Someone's sink was dripping, their lights flickering, or their air conditioning broken down. He tossed the dreaded message on the cou...
Again I would like to thank mymantoy999 for his editing and insight in getting this story up on Lit. Thank you Sweetie! ***** While the road to Goddess Julia's house was relatively smooth my stomach felt as if I was on a roller coaster. I'm sure you all know that part of the roller coaster where you go up the hill then back down it but your stomach continu...
I woke the following morning to find that Helena had already left. There was a note on the bedside table saying that she had left early to go home and change before going to work. I laid awake in bed for a while taking in the events of the previous day and a wetness crept through my pussy. I wondered if Phil, as he lay asleep beside me, was dreaming about th...
This is a fictional tale of how I got into the things I think of, the things that please me just thinking about. * Chapter 1. It was 3 years ago, I was in London walking around a market at a place I do not recall the name of, but something in the corner of my eye kept getting my attention, but I looked away. After my attention repeatedly moved to anoth...
I had Jasmine promise to call me at work when my order finally arrived at the shop, you see I had promised my slave that her new dress would be here this week, and I believe that when a Master makes a promise he must keep it. I had decided to purchase a new latex dress for my slave, let me describe it to you, from the neck down, the neck is made stiff rubb...
I was just out to show off, and have a good time wearing a short skirt and high heels at the local TV club. Tonight, though, I went a little farther than usual. I had bought some new things, and I was dying to show them off. I wore my latex rubber corset: pitch black, very tight, and very heavily boned from top to bottom. It was smooth enough not to show u...