Hello everyone, my name is Jasmine. If you are looking at me to to find a strong female character then I have to tell you beforehand, don't, because you are going to be very disappointed. I am a 26 years old hobbyist game developer, at least I was, and married to a 30 years old handsome professor, Titus. Stupidly enough I once confessed to my husband my desi...
It took quite a while for my wife and I to come to terms with the fact Amy had given herself to my life-long enemies. However we eventually, albeit slowly, settled down and concentrated on looking after our children. We spent many hours revisiting the last few years, reliving the activities we had indulged in and talking out the tremendous and traumatic affe...
Author's note: This story is the second chapter of "A sissy is born" series. Please note that it is a very slow build up and if you are looking for some hardcore sex right away, it is not for you. Please leave your comments to help me improve. It was a fairly uncomfortable couple of hours of the train ride with the constant staring of Mr. King. His gaze som...
"Bad girl!" "Really bad girl!!" It was exactly ten minutes later and Sarah had just released her strong inner thigh muscles and opened her legs to reveal Amy's flushed, smiling face. Perspiration and pressure had made Amy's face stick to Sarah's inner thighs. Both women knew it wouldn't be the last time those areas of flesh would touch. "What were you doi...
Later that night they arrived at the restaurant and were shown to a table at the back. Tom had obviously been there before and seemed to know most of the waiting staff. Hannah looked at the attractive guy sitting opposite her. "Did you really like what I did earlier, I mean was I OK?" "It was great, you were great," Tom smiled. "Wasn't it a bit scary fo...
At home, the Queening stool now became a regular fixture in our evening schedule. Once Caroline settled on my face for the evening, she would happily spend two or three hours, watching TV while I gently worshipped her nether regions. I was occasionally allowed to masturbate myself, under my apron, but was rarely now asked to tongue her pussy. Instead, she ha...
Dressed head to twinkle toes in beautiful baby pink, Sissy Susie nervously waits for her friend to arrive and the most humiliating weekend of her life to begin. She winces as her teeny clitty squirms in its pink prison, a chastity cage that's been on for four frustrating weeks. Her cage is safely tucked away in her pink ruffly panties, covered in sweet littl...
This is a real life story, another day in my life with my Mistress. We were ready to go out to run some errands, when Mistress addressed me. "Plans are canceled. I want to bang a hooker: get dressed for me." No sooner said than done, I was getting naked, opening my sissy suitcase. I put on a pretty panty, black stockings, a miniskirt and my high heels. M...
It was Sunday morning. Samantha was staring at the mirror. She wearing her summer dress, makeup was perfect, the wig was on perfect, and she was wearing her three-inch heels. Today she was going out to do shopping. She was going outside for the first time as a girl, and she was a nervous wreck. The slave had spent the last few days walking and talking like...
This is the story of a true happening in my life a few years ago. ***** I am sitting on a wooden high backed chair facing our double bed. I am naked with my ankles secured to the chair legs and my thighs strapped down keeping my legs widely spread apart. My wrists are tied to the back supports and there is a leather strap fastening my chest to the chair ba...