Note: This is a story that I lived through. Some names have been changed, some have not. I tried not to embellish. If well received, I'll convert more of my diary entries from that time to story format for your enjoyment. Many thanks to sr71plt and hfernandez1983 for proofreading the story and for providing advice. ***** This story requires a bit of ba...
- Chapter I - Introduction - I woke up on a Tuesday morning. I was so excited because it was my first day of my senior year in high school. I couldn't bring myself to take out the long braids I always wore in my hair. I had decided on a short plaid pleated skirt and a white top. I liked wearing button tops now that my breasts were almost fully developed. At...
"It's funny how clothes set the mood," my Owner has mused, and he's right: When I am dressed according to his specifications, I feel more like my true self, his property, his "living fuck doll," as he once said to fluster me. He always instructs me in how to dress for him, but this time I was given a choice. I was to meet him wearing either fishnet pantyhose...
I was spending my evening like I did most evenings when I didn't have much to do: searching the web for great porn videos to jerk off to. As a late 20's man, I hardly think that is revelatory for anyone. I had a few choice sites I typically used where I could stream free videos and be reasonably sure I wouldn't get a computer virus. But this time, I wasn't f...
I woke up late on the Sunday morning, my mind reeling from the events of the last couple of days. Sally had left me a note telling me she had gone out shopping. I brewed a coffee, sat back in my armchair and tried to sort things out in my head. On Friday evening my wife had admitted to being kissed and groped at an office Christmas party a couple of years...
Martin spent the next couple of hours standing on the veranda looking out over his new estate. The gentle breeze causing his skirt to sway and the ribbons from the bow in his hair to rock gently back and forth touching his shoulders. Martin's feet ached, especially the balls of his feet where the heels forced all his weight to stay, and he couldn't adjust to...
My mind was still replaying Jules milking my prostate when I woke the following morning. Since I came harder than I ever remember, I decided she could do it anytime she wanted. I needed to make sure she knew the only thing going in my ass would be her well lubed finger. I dressed and prepared to head out to the gym. When I stepped into our kitchen, I was su...
I am in my late twenties, successful entrepreneur/investor, and I must add well endowed. Financial success came early to me thanks to incredible beginners luck in the tech industry and the advice of very wise financial planners. With money came fancy cars, fancy home and fancy women. Then I thought I found the right woman, and were devastated when I found sh...
Even in the so-called liberal, rebellious 1960s, in the privileged, insular world where I grew up, there were certain barriers of social convention you did not cross. One of them was marrying outside our socio-economic/Christian faith, a taboo the family of Darby held close to sacred. My parents named me Penelope. I was a sixth generation Darby, people that...
The story of the dart game and Sean's punishment quickly circulated among all the college friends, and all of them took some satisfaction in learning of Kate's cool revenge. When she got the chance, Cindy did ask, "Didn't you want to get him naked without having to take off your clothes too?" "That would have been fine, I guess, but I didn't mind. He saw me...