Dear Shoeblossom, I love my fiancée, Harmony Harrow, but the engagement has caused me quite a bit of stress. We have played in the BDSM scene a bit, so I didn't object that much when she put me in a chastity cage. I thought it was just for the weekend, but she seems to have left it on, and her excuses haven't really comforted me. "Harmony, I get it, you w...
It was night again. However, instead of being herded into the cages like the other slaves, Joel was led to a bed in a small room, and locked in. He looked around, taking in his new surroundings. Why was he in here? A bed? A real bed, with a fluffy pillow? What does this all mean? He lay on top of the bed, smelling the scent of the fresh blanket. Vanilla. Ho...
While aimlessly wandering around the front of the Jane Marwood Hall, Paul was approached from behind by a short, thin girl with jet black hair and her taller brunette acquaintance. He was brought to his knees and his hands that were previously covering his genitals were parted away so that his insipid manhood was exposed to them. He nervously looked up at t...
Dear Shoeblossom, I can still remember Rebecca's first comment: "You sure you want to do this, kid?" A full-figured ash blonde with brightly glossed lips...pure Jersey girl. "You really want to move in with me...the sessions aren't enough?" Sometimes the sessions were way too much, but I was lost without Mistress Rebecca. 46 to my twenty-three, she'd bee...
"I have the most fantastic mother in this universe." Julie said softly into her mother's ear. "And I hope I can be all the things you wish me to be, and more if you desire. All you have to do is ask as I still need to learn many things." "I have no doubt you will, my beloved daughter and Mistress. And I will try to teach you all you will need to know." Aft...
My name is Kim Lee. I am half Korean and half Chinese. My first name got me teased quite a bit when I was in school. Nor did it help that I am a bit small and slender. Consequently I grew up rather shy and reserved. I never really had many girlfriends, as most women that I ever met seemed to prefer bigger, more macho guys. So I was not prepared at all when I...
AUTHOR NOTE: Hello, readers! This idea came from a dream, so it's a little bizarre. Sorry if this backstory chapter is boring and slightly disturbing. The story gets better later. They'll be freedom and sexy lesbian nymphs for all. My endings are always happy. -------- The north wind blew a chilling gust, laced with the remnants of winter. Sarielle hugged...
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They called Dr.Tambellini, the head of Pulmonolgy at Buttermilk General "Tambo" the nickname of his youth,. He'd been called this when he'd played stoopball with his friends in the tenements of Angel's Alley, just a shade economically more prosperous than the denizens of the Buttermilk Narrows. Tambo was not pretentious; he considered much of his economica...
Abigail Morgan wants to die. Quite literally: she wants to die. Abi is in pain: her legs and thighs hurt and her bottom hurts. She cannot so much as turn over in bed without pain searing though her. And she is frightened. The looks she has received from girls such as Donna May and Ruth Bowers have left her in no doubt: sooner or later another ordeal is comi...