Before you read this story, may I suggest you go back and read Chapter 1and 2 first, as it will help you understand the story line. When you read this story you will notice that, outside of the sex of the characters, I avoid describing the physical appearance of the characters. This is done to make it easier for you the reader to place yourself into the role...
Neil walked to the restaurant, west on the Bow River pathway. The autumn evening was clear, clean, and cool, and the aspen and poplars were beginning to turn to golden hues. It wasn't far, and he wondered if she knew that. Had she asked him his address? Had he told her? The last weekend's meeting was a blur, a distant happening and he, at times, had wondered...
[This personal account comes from a woman friend; the wife of a long-time colleague. They know of my interest in foundationwear and figure training. Their names have been removed or changed; but the location is true. I've presented it here as if she were writing it, based on conversations we've had. She's approved it for submission.] OK. I live near Sevenoa...
(1) Jackie is hopelessly enslaved now, addicted to the orgasms and her fetish female clothing and makeup. (2) Johanna is her usual psychopathic self, molding and shaping Jackie to be her fantasy woman. (3) As always, it is best to read previous chapters to get the gist of Jack's transformation to Jaqueline. (4) This is not real, the characters not real ei...
He made me wear a sexy panty less red corset and matching red heels. The heels were strappy sandals, six inches high and made my feet arch, my ample butt thrust out and my mind tantalize me with the notion that I was a whore dishing out a free treat for her favourite john's birthday. Stepping out of the bathroom into a dimly lit bedroom, I leaned against the...
He made me wear a sexy pantyless red corset and matching red heels. The heels were strappy sandals, six inches high and made my feet arch, my ample butt thrust out and my mind tantalize me with the notion that I was a whore dishing out a free treat for her favorite john's birthday. Stepping out of the bathroom into a dimly lit bedroom, I leaned against the...
My wife is a perfectionist, and if she does something she does it properly. We have a hobby that has turned into a lifestyle and we love it. What follows is an account of a rather exciting Saturday in our lives. We woke up at around 7am and as soon as my eyes were open, my wife Nat told me that we were going to have a lot of fun that day. She instructed m...
I looked out the window as I was getting out of bed. I thought what a beautiful day The sun was shining. It was going to be a great day to go walking. As I hurried around my apartment dressing and pulling my long blonde hair up into a pony tail. I slipped on my tennis shoes, then rushed out the front door. I was so anxious to get out the door to go walking....
I awoke in pain. I had slept bound all night. And it also seemed that I had been hit with something to wake me up. Angela was standing over me with one hand on her hip and the other holding my bounds that I slept in. She was already dressed and ready to go. I looked around to make sure we were alone this morning, only to find we were but I was still in panti...
My rusted, green Toyota Tercel pulls into the mall parking lot. I pick a spot at the back, beyond where even employees park. The next car is a blue pickup 20 spots away. No one parks here, except at Christmas. But I know that I'll soon need the privacy. I'm a freak, a cross-dresser, a sex weirdo. I've driven to this suburban shopping center an hour from my...