Hi I'm Ken. Well I was, now I'm called Brenda. Here's a bit of my story for you. I hope you don't make the same mistakes I did. Because until I got caught misbehaving by my mistress, life was pretty good. At 38, I had a great job as an office manager in charge of 25 or so employees, mostly women, a really good salary, a nice office and plenty of job securit...
Looking back, when the cage went on that was when things started getting weird between me and Jasmine. I mean, I don't think a lot of people end up with three wishes, use two of them, and still end up as a big tittied stripper trainee with a whole laundry list of new kinks. And Jasmine got sucked in too. At first I thought she was just doing it for cash, but...
Sometimes things happen - things you'd never expect. So let me tell you a story about one such a thing. I (my name is Christopher, but everybody calls me Chris) moved to Texas from Europe about 10 years ago, just a few years after I finished my University. A month after I migrated I met Jane - she was wonderful, a thin but very feminine and "rounded" woman....
Alex pulled the car to the front of Bistro Modello as his girlfriend languidly dismounted from her bull in the backseat of her car. Alex's poor, denied cock pressed hard against its cage. He shifted uncomfortably, not just from the chastity device which had become standard attire for him, but for the still-wet thong he was forced to wear under his uniform by...
Kept in Loving Wives to annoy the tiny dicked anonymous reviewers that love to trash everything they read (after they wank to it). *** I woke up Sunday morning with a painful erection in my chastity and the pumps still attached to my breasts. I reached down trying to find a way to ease the pain in my penis. Nothing seemed to help. Maybe Wendy will be up so...
Chavis crouched in the quite cramped dog-cage, and willed himself not to pee on the newspaper. His bladder was killing him, and he'd been in the cage for three hours, ever since Miss Hooks had gone out shopping. What if someone broke in, and saw him, a naked preppie, locked in a small dog cage? The burglar or whoever, would laugh his ass off, really. Final...
Authors note: This story is an immediate sequel to my first story "Carol's Christmas". The events of this story deal with the younger man named Marcus who Mrs. Carson initiated into the mysteries of sex and submission in "Carol's Christmas". * Marcus was sweating bullets as he rang the door. He burned for Mrs. Carson...Mistress Carol...and needed to be wi...
Two weeks later, Doug entered the waiting room again. Even though his mind had been almost completely occupied with thoughts of this appointment over the past two weeks – he had trouble focusing at work, often taking breaks to masturbate while imagining how this day would go – he had no idea what to actually expect. He noticed that he couldn't hear voices th...
Alex sighed as he woke up. Another birthday. He knew it was cliché, but he always hated his birthday. As petty as it sounded, he just wanted to spend time by himself, to have a day off, instead of being forced to go out and celebrate. He knew his friends and family always meant well, but couldn't he just have one birthday where he had time to do what he want...
The next week leading up to our second meeting was serious torture. Having played with a chastity cage before I knew what to expect but having never been able to successfully sleep with one on I didn't know how I was going to be able to do it. Unfortunately I wasn't able to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time when my swelling cock would push the cage out a...