As I walked towards the door knowing it was my Master, the last few months came rolling back to me. The love that I felt and the love you had given. That first phone call and the trepidation I felt when I first heard your voice. The first time I felt your voice burrow into, me finding the need within. The passion you brought out in me. The gentle understandi...
My story begins rather different than most, you see I am already at an end. My end to be exact, although even in death you may still find love, you may still crave the warmth of flesh long after yours has gone cold. I think it was the warmth inside that drew me to her; it was what gave my long cold body the felling of lust once again. It is that reason that...
VGreen Grass of Home Betty2037 Betty wasn't a naturist. That was a crappy thing to be. That was just like being a member of the National Trust or a Civil War re-enactment society. But she did make a point of wearing clothes as rarely as possible. She was proud and unashamed to assert herself as both Vegetarian and Green. And these were words that were defin...
When Bobby arrived and knocked on the door of the well-kept house, his heart was pounding in his throat. He had searched a long time for the right caregiver and he was nervous that the whole thing was a huge mistake. But the woman's manner and voice on the phone had been so comforting that he had decided to brave the long drive and give her service a try....
In the eyes of the world, I am many things. She-male. Tranny. Chick with dick. Those are the names they've got for me. What do I call myself? I call myself Angela Shay. Anyone looking at me would see a five-foot-nine, curvy Black woman in her mid-thirties with a nice rack, wide hips and a big round ass. I hate the terms she-male, tranny and chick with dick,...
I hold a position of some influence at a museum in the city. For reasons that will become clear, I'm not going to say which one, but you've probably heard of it. Sometimes, the museum will play host to a charity event or fancy gala. These events draw a pretty high-class crowd - the wealthy, the powerful, celebrities. The other night, a major fundraising even...
I endured several more bedroom cleaning sessions; each time I wore my sissy pink dress and panties but I think Mandy and Beth had become bored with this routine. I had a definite feeling that they were cooking up something for me. I still wore the chastity devise but had received no more release from my pent up sexuality. A good solid hard on was not a luxur...
OK I admit it I have a thing for big women but what I really like is a big woman who is confidant with her body even to the point of flaunting it. Kim Kardashian, J-Lo, and Beyonce all beautiful women who are proud of their curves have shown the world that big is beautiful. When Judy Haymes applied for the job as my secretary, she had the job as soon as she...
No spanking in this part as I am setting up the scene for the spankings to come, yes spankings plural as in more than one. The week passed quicker than I thought and on the Saturday morning I dressed in my No.3 Summer uniform consisting of white shorts, white open necked shirt with my branch badge on the right sleeve, my rank badge on the left sleeve and pr...
My name is Tina Chretien. I'm a six-foot-tall, lean and muscular yet deliciously big-bottomed Black woman of Haitian descent attending Hampton University in the city of Hampton, Virginia. I'm the proud recipient of an academic scholarship and major in criminal justice. Someday, I'm going to be a U.S. Marshal like my father Raymond Chretien. He works for the...