Author's note: First, I would like to acknowledge and thank Wagoneer88 for his efforts in proofreading and editing this story. This is a continuation of a story separated into several parts. For it to make sense you really should read the whole thing, in order. Lastly, if you haven't read the Author's note at the beginning of Part 1, PLEASE do so. Peter...
Ch. 09: Scientia Sexualis I bowed to his will. After I confessed my desire for him, for what he did to me when we slept together, something changed. I did not lose my mind and become his soulless slave. Nor did I become a weaker or a lesser woman. But I did give my body to him and allowed him to craft my performance in ways that pleased him. Because that wa...
Walking with the new size butt plug was challenging. With every step, I felt the large shift inside me. Several times I had to stop to catch my breath and give my ass a second to second to adjust to the size. The new cock cage was worst. I was told it was an RZY silicone cock cage. I couldn't believe it was pink. I was so mad at Victor for that. The cock ca...
Some time after I finally saw the film, the infamous film of my stepmother's prostitution to an exclusive and cruel sex circle to save us from debt and poverty, I visited a sex shop in a big city in the south. Minding my own business, looking through the goods, I was surprised to hear a customer ask the staff for the sequel to Teresa's Torture! Initially...
It was a simple idea. There was a woman off one of my favorite forums that loved to toy with the idea of bondage and the like. Even though she lived across the state from where my wife and I lived, we had never met before. She was hell bent however on allowing me the chance to try some light bondage on her. In return, she was dead set on initiating my wife i...
Sarah had been emailing and communicating with someone for over a year, when finally she plucked up her courage, and asked if she could go out to meet him, to live the life they had been discussing and role-playing for more than a year. She was extremely nervous, especially when she finally admitted to herself that if he offered to put her into a puppy suit,...
I am writing to try to settle things in my mind for what comes next. I am a 56 year old retiree on a disability from a large manufacturer. I sold my house and moved to the southwest after the accident. Thankfully I sold 6 years ago before the market tanked. I spent some time in Houston with my daughter before she moved to Washington state. Then I moved here...
Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don't do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time...
Ice kept her word and put her shoes and skirt on at the car before we went to her parents place. Henry, Margret and I chatted about the wedding. They thought it was splendid and most poetic ceremony that they had ever seen. The collar they weren't all that thrilled about but if their daughter wanted to wear it proudly then it was her choice. They thought the...
I made her stop at this point, so I could replace the reel on the recorder. It took a few minutes to do this, I remembered to label the reel as I put it in the envelope, but was desperate to hear the next stage of her story. The light from the window was fading gently as evening advanced. O went to add wood to the fire from a coffer beside the hearth. It b...