***I was going to end this story after part 3 but some readers that liked it wanted me to continue Tim and Pam's story. This part is for you. Those that did not like it and left rude and hateful comments...well, this is for you too.*** ***** I was having the most wonderful dreams about kinky sex with my ex wife Pam. As a matter of fact it felt like I had h...
Over the next few months Rachel continued my training. She was determined to transform me, in her own words, into 'the perfect sissy slut girlfriend', and I was only too happy to go along with it. There are a strict set of rules that I have to follow. I am allowed to wear my male clothes when I'm out of the house but must also wear a pair of panties undern...
Chapter 8 - Full Moon Although I knew I needed to rest properly for tomorrow, sleeping with Megan proved anything but simple. Firstly her supercharged metabolism made her body like a living furnace and at any attempt of moving away, a ham sized palm would press into my chest, hugging me closer, gently, but strong enough to hear my ribs crackle under the pre...
My wife and I have been married 14 years. We chose to have careers over having children. You would think this gives us enough time to have as much sex as we wanted, but quite the opposite. Our jobs seem to keep us too busy to schedule anytime for ourselves. Finally we got to share a long weekend to ourselves, and that turned out to be the wildest weekend we...
Marg and Diana arrived back at the house before noon, after the night at Doris's. During the drive back, she asked Diana to describe her feelings about her first assignment. Diana gazed at Marg and smiled sweetly but with a hint of worry in her face. "I hope you were happy with me there, you and Doris did have a talk before we left. I hope I didn't do anyth...
The following morning Diana washed her Mistress in the shower. She was told what she would be wearing that day and Diana found every thing in the walk in closet and the dresser, placing it then on a chair next to the bed. She then dressed her mistress and helped with her hair and make-up. After dressing Marg, she followed her downstairs to the kitchen where...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (15.5 min/mp3) * * * * * That weekend there was a salsa band playing in the town square late one afternoon. Carol and I hadn't planned to meet but I was passing by and had stopped to listen for a moment when I spotted her. She was standing near the front of the crowd that formed a semi-circle around the flatbed truck where...
The poor girl cried out and struggled, but that only caused her to jerk mildly in the air and begin a slow rotation that she couldn't stop. Elias, as usual, was impressed by his own ingenuity. It was amazing what two three-foot spreader bars, some cuffs and locks, and a few feet of nylon straps could create. What was this one's name? Elias chuckled to himse...
I was already hard and I hadn't even put on my panties yet. Clearly I was anticipating what was to unfold for this evening. Late last evening my girlfriend Roberta (who actually hated that name so I must call her Robbie), had me dress in my white baby doll with loose fitting, thin nylon panties. I also wore white thigh highs and white stiletto heels. She fu...
"Mother, please...please...ahhh..." I'm in pain. It shows in my whimpering, pleading voice. She sips her wine, smiles as she watches me walk, mince, strut around the room. I am walking as she told me too, one foot in front of the other, super-model-on-a-catwalk-like prance. She has 'worked' with me almost every night for the past three weeks, 'training' me...