Look vacant, avoid eye contact and never smile. I have always wondered why people on the tube adopt this miserable mindset when London is such an exciting city and has so much going for it. Maybe at twenty five I am just young and naïve and after a few years I'll be another commuter automaton. Maybe it's the nerves from my first day of work in a 'proper job...
-Author's note- I started crossdressing in my teens, but coming from conservative South-east Asia, it was definitely my darkest secret for many years. I would often dress in my mother's dresses, and put on her makeup when I was home alone, but I stopped crossdressing when I moved away to start college. When I won a scholarship to study in the UK, I did no...
Sydian~For the Sensual For the sensual, description is everything. The collar. The collar is custom-made; one of two; her request. This particular one matches the corset. The corset—the "bustier." The collar. Literally, no choker here. She is disciplined. Her collars merely evoke ownership. She belongs. She is well kept; and kept well. Tonite: more adventur...
Dear Readers, this is the second part of the Mommy Adriana series. I hope you enjoy the ride, there is more to come. * * * * * Mommy Adriana continued her assault on my boycunt with her 10 inch strap-on dildo stretching me to the hilt. Meanwhile Andrea, my wife, had gotten up from my face, leaving me drenched in her juices. She sat exhausted on the couch...
It's easy now to look back and play armchair psychiatrist and see where my fetish for school uniforms and cute cotton panties started, but it wasn't until I met MISTRESS that I realized exactly how deep that fetish was ingrained in my mind and soul. Mistress knew I was a pantyboy after the first few seconds we met. Or so she likes to remind me. She didn't n...
{As usual, work of fiction blah blah copyright blah blah no commercial use without author's permission blah blah sex blah blah over 18 only blah blah hope it makes you hot as hell blah blah all characters except the sheep and the python are over 18 years of age and they don't exist.} Chapter 1 Sonya came home; Jessie was waiting impatiently. "Did you get...
Sara went to take a nap after having posted quite a few scenes and D/s pictures in the private community she was building. The pictures of asses with stripes of red over pale flesh, with canes lying nearby. Another with a man standing holding a crop, the woman's thighs spread open wide, the picture vividly showing the effect of the sex on the photographed gi...
Dear Shoeblossom: I come home from work, pulling up in my BMW Z4 Roadster, and the gardener greets me respectfully "Mr. Wegg, how are you?" I grin at him. Yes, Palmer Wegg is a hot shot in this thriving Midwestern city... and when I go in the house I am pleased to see my pretty wife Zenobia relaxing on the divan. "Hello, Pom." She greets me, smiling. Z...
Joyce Randall's cell phone rang. She raced across the bedroom, the towel flapping about her mature body. She cursed as she noted the name of the caller, Ex-husbeast. Stealing her nerves for the battle that was sure to come, she hit the answer button. "Yes, Jason, what is it now?" she demanded. "I'm running a bit late. Work has been frantic this week," Joyce...
Walking into the store and gazing around trying to decide where to go first I nod at the saleslady before she can come over and bother me then notice the man standing amongst the night outfits. Taking my time to check Him out I let my gaze wander over his tall body thinking He's a bit taller then me, putting Him at around 6'2 my gaze takes in the wavy brown...