The regression room contained no windows or other sources of natural light. About the size of a usual therapy room, it was a considerably large space that still felt claustrophobic. The grey cement render that coated the walls prevented noise from drifting down the hallway and inevitably upsetting the other patients, more importantly it prevented any sound f...
Dear Shoeblossom: I really enjoyed "Letter from Los Angeles: Ms. Scunthorpe's Rebuttal" and also the story from the Time-Lock computer Mistress in "Letter from Greater Ponsonby ." I also have a paid key holder, Phyllis. I grew up in a strict Evangelical family, here in Ohio, and our parents were very primitive, sexually... Masturbation and copulation wer...
I was once Reverend Zigfield Quinn, but then I had an awareness of my true role, and I decided to give it up to be a male Master. I have some interesting clients, that is to be sure. I keep telling Hollander that he can't stop being a natural submissive. Hollander is due to wed a sweet girl, a nice little creature with a flower shop or something, and he's t...
This story is a another snapshot of the world created in Scene from a Dinner Party. ***** Click... Click... 'and...' click! 'Perfect!' my Mistress says with wicked glee, 'now up you get.' A sharp intake of breath and my eyes widen but I place my hands flat on the cold, tiled floor and... my Mistress giggles, 'Sophia, Sophia - stay down. There's no way an...
Headache... It's cold in here... Am I lying on the floor? Bright light... Can't see a thing, everything is blurred... High heels clacking on the floor... Must be Eve... Did I pass out? "Eve, honey what happened?" "Ah, you finally woke up. Welcome to Chastity Mansion! How does the cage feel?" Am I awake? Can't be, I must still be dreaming. I'm in a room fu...
Authoress's notes: The following story takes place soon after the conclusion of Legacy of the Force. This is the 10th Star Wars story that I have written. Please read and enjoy all of my stories, and vote me a five! Also, please leave me feedback, public or via email. Star Wars: Imperial Prostitute SX-51472 A few hours later, Seventy-Two awoke to the s...
This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered males. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further ......... other wise enjoy It is best if read with previous chapters. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue......
After receiving a cloned body I was immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat...
I suppose the best place to start here is what my life currently looks like. I'm a 25 year old chastity sissy maid that lives with my dom. I would tell you my name before I was a sissy, but there's little point, so the name we are going by here is Jessica. I've always had a skinny build, and this is well complemented by my dark brown hair, which after servin...
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters are age 19+. ***** Having grown bored with how things were progressing with my sissy son, I have recently ventured into a new and fun project –filming and distribu...