When the day of reckoning comes, we have but one hope, The innocent one shall be our champion of light, to struggle against the dark invaders, the ones who hail from the abyss, who would see our people debased. The innocent one was the gods' final gift to this world, living dormant until the time comes, unaware of the trials ahead. But if humanity yields t...
Chapter Ten: My First Saturday and Sunday as They are Special Days For Us. "Wake up girls." as sissy Traci calls out to us. We all rise from our sleep and another day in our sissy maids, sissy sluts lives begins. Just like in the previous days starts we spend our time with a morning enema, shower, shave and makeup. We get dressed but not in any maids out...
One day, whilst she is working in the Laundry, Clare Davenport makes a discovery. The day has not been going well for Clare, largely owing to her knickers. She has always hated wearing Reformatory knickers – you never know who has worn them before, what sort of fluids and juices they have been stained with. But the pair she was doled out last changeover day...
The next morning when Virginia woke up, she went into the bathroom, peed and then took a long hot shower attempting to wash of the "slut" she felt she had become. Being fucked by Jack was bad enough but to be fucked by Jack and Cordoba. Two men at once. It made her feel like a whore. Because she liked it, she now felt even more used. "God Randy" she muttered...
Part One ======== Sarah sat in her office staring at the calendar, an uncomfortable nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach. Today was the 4th of December: exactly two weeks until the event she had once been looking forward to, but was now dreading. Her colleagues in the offices of Morton, Grant & Partners seemed oblivious to her dilemma, and she kept...
Chapter 16 : Exploration A drained Aiya and sleepy Tasha deplaned and waited for their baggage with everyone else. It was soon apparent that the entire plane had been filled with females in their same age group. Not all of them had been from their campus either. After they grabbed their bags, they were shuttled off to their hotel to try to rid themselves of...
If I were to guess, this would probably be the point where I will probably start losing some interest among others. The story begins to take a darker turn, and won't actually lighten up much. However, despite that, I think my writing muse has been re-ignited. I have definite plans to do a few 'side stories' involving the same characters in a more lightheart...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * Karee cleaned up Nimira's bench as quickly as he could, he'd dribbled a very large puddle all over it. Nimira had not only left the plug in him, she'd left his hands cuffed behind his back, so it was tricky going. Karee paused, face-down in a puddle of cum. There was something there,...
Part Two: Sometimes You Can Get Too Much Of A Good Thing It was my third week at Faster Pussycat and it was fast approaching midnight. I was totally exhausted. I'd been on my knees, cuffed and manacled to a humbler and spreader bar since just before nine pm, and a seemingly endless line of young women had come into the storeroom where Kelly had installed me...
Nikki sat in her dresser chair with her arms wrapped around her knees, staring at her boyfriend Eric, nurturing a copious mouthful of his semen, and contemplating her next act of devilry. She liked looking at Eric, often peeling back the sheet to watch him sleeping nude after sex; deep love and voracious lust, he was her man. A cyclist and runner, his body w...