Day 1—The Plan I have been fat as long as I can remember. I have tried various diets with no lasting success. Being uncomfortable with my body was probably one of the many factors that drew me into being a submissive. Two years ago, I met the Domme of my dreams. My Mistress was about 5'10" but towered well over 6' tall in the heels she usually wore. Her hai...
Copyright 2017, all rights reserved. No copies, prints, reprints or transmission in any form are permitted without prior written permission from the Author. Any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely coincidental. Tags: BDSM, bondage, domination, submission, sex club Authors note: This story is 54,874 words long. It is purely fictional and deals...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. * The computer screen shone light upon my plain-white panties and bra, making them glow obscenely atop my peachy white skin. Since the divorce, I'd become brave in private and crossdressed on occasion. That sometimes ended up all day. The webcam was on, but I wasn't in any kind o...
Author's note: This is a long and crazy one so be warned. I wanted to kick off the summer with something fun and hopefully this is it. There are a few people I wanted to thank because without them you wouldn't be reading this story. First the real life Helena Martinez, who claims to have read every one of my stories and dared me to write a story about this s...
For more background and information on the characters in this story, please read the following: What Mother-in-Law Wants Badge of Betrayal Clarissa Gets Served *WARNING* The characters and events in this story are fictional. There is frank discussion in this story about sexual abuse and rape, some of which may be discomforting. While not described in...
Pam Pam didn't start to have a mid-life crisis until she was in her early forties. She divorced her first husband after learning of his affair with his secretary. She didn't meet her second husband, Arthur, until her thirty-fifth birthday, almost fifteen years later. She was looking at birthday cards at a local card store, wondering which ones she might re...
Chris I judged that it was about ten o'clock with the sun already climbing high into the cloudless sky. It was hot and I was perspiring freely and had been since we left the town just after eight that morning. My shirt was sticking to my back and I paused to wipe my forehead with the bandanna from my neck. I glanced at my watch to check the time and moved...
Paul turned up the collar of his light jacket and stuck his hands in its pockets to ward off the chill of the bitter wind that had come with the late November dusk. This part of the city was unknown to him. He had been walking the streets aimlessly since mid-afternoon trying to recover after having his heart and dreams shattered. The day had been warm and s...
... continuing from the previous chapters ... Chapter 22 Texas Crystal bounded into the living room of the suite I'd found reserved for us at the Four Seasons when I arrived the evening before; she launched herself into my arms. I caught her without falling over, and we hugged and kissed each other over and over. Behind her, a hotel bellhop slowly removed...
Author's Note: So, after Part Two what else could come but Part Three, and our adventurous columnist Allie and her husband Patrick have well and truly settled into life on Blackwell Island. But there is still more to discover about this island of naked inhabitants, and many more erotic rituals to discover and new friends to make. As always, all characters...