They walked up to the group of old men standing at the end of the large room. Each of them seemed to be at least hundred years old at the least, with long white beards and dressed in long robes as if they were some kind of priests. Apart from that they seemed quite human-like, Teri thought. She tugged at the rope binding her wrists together. They still held...
Simon staggered in for work the day after the slave auction, his body stiff and sore. Mr Berne and the others in the post room were shocked to see the sissy's bruised and lacerated buttocks. Barry's stiff cock betrayed his feelings; whipping and torture excited him. His sadistic nature relished the thought of thrashing Sissy senseless. Sissy was his fuck t...
I wake up, sunlight streaming into the bedroom windows. I check the time – it's late morning. Good thing it's Saturday. I look across the bed and see Nancy, she's still asleep. Well, let's see if I can awaken her. "Nancy, time to wake up." I watch as she opens her eyes, and I don't catch that neutral emotional state any longer. In fact I'm catching a lot of...
"Dr. Kelly, can I see you in my office for a moment?" Braedan turned at the question and recognized the hospital director, Sandra Christiansen and nodded. "I'll finish up here and be there in a moment," he replied. He gathered the last few items and deposited them in the appropriate receptacles and removed his gloves. When they arrived at the hospital he...
My names Johnny, I'm fifty-eight married to Joan twenty years my junior. My wife's was frigid because of her church upbringing, sex being dirty unless it is done for procreation. I own a photographic shop, but because I wasn't getting sex I became a Voyeur, fixing up a C.C.T.V. link in the ladies changing room. I had an affair with my next-door neighbour b...
I hated the holidays. I didn't used to, but for the last three years they had been hell for me. Actually, it wasn't the holidays so much as it was my mother. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate my mother, but I did hate being around her. She lives far enough away from me that for most of the year my only contact with her is by phone. When I'm on the phone and s...
Dear Madam Rebecca, I just wanted to give you an update of how things have been going with Mistress and I. After a fairly short period of dating (about 7 weeks) Mistress and I were married. For my part, there was nothing to think about. Mistress is my life now. She completes me in a manner that I had previously thought impossible. Since she agreed to purs...
XV. Dressed He had never put on women's clothing before. He was unsure where to start. The white garter, he supposed. As he was pulling it up to his waist, and ascertaining exactly how it worked, Mistress Wendy pulled the camera over towards the bed. "You love the little outfit I've brought you, don't you slut," she said. "Yes, Mistress," he said, "I har...
Marlene was originally my sister's friend but as she grew up she tended to become what you might call a family friend. She was now twenty and independent. She had a good job and was currently renting a nice unit. When she dropped by one day to see me I was somewhat surprised because, as I said, she was more my sister's friend than mine. I got along quite wel...
Dear Shoeblossom: My wife and I really have enjoyed your letters. It has been a major help to us in the changes we've made in our relationship. For one thing, my wife is not a woman-born woman. In fact, Monisha used to be my teammate when we played soccer for San Francisco State University. We were living together, just a couple of guys, chasing girls and...