Melody climbed the stairs, teetering in her new, tight long skirt and stiletto boots. She almost fell twice, and only saved herself with a quick jerk of the railbar. Adam was waiting for her, not paying her any attention until she was standing right in front of him. 'Hello Adam.' she said softly. 'Good morning Melody.' he said with a scowl. 'Can you gues...
I woke up refreshed and took off my nappy. It was dry. I used the bathroom, had a shower and a shave and then wandered into Mummy and Dada's room. They were starting to stir, so I crept under the covers and wormed my way between them. Soon enough they were stirring. My little peewee was all hard and pressing into mummy's butt crack, I could feel dada's big p...
It was a wretched existence to say the least of it. Always having the mistress demanding those awful things of you and berating you for your ineptness the whole time. Wixlig had often pondered how he would like to show the mistress just what he thought of her, but he knew better than to give her even the slightest excuse to punish him. He knew all too well w...
You might want to read the previous chapters. Tony had walked away from Ronnie and Molly after Jane's funeral, telling them, "Don't loan me out again." Ronnie and Molly had asked Tony to be with Ronnie's sister, Jane, during her final months. Jane was dying of an inoperable brain tumor. Molly and Ronnie just stood there and stared after Tony. Mollie cried,...
Sweet slutty pet How I miss you when you are away from my sight. How should a Mistress find her pleasure without her eager pet to toy with? What power does a Goddess wield without a devout slave to worship and serve her? I find myself torn between wanting to pet you, to use you and to punish you. And so, tonight, we shall play a game. I see you've noticed...
Disclaimer: All characters in this work are purely fiction, are all over 18 years old, all situations are consensual and all writing is the sole property of Bella Bellua, author. Chapter 4: The Meeting Her: Coming to a clearing, I wrapped my arms tightly around myself trying to steady my breathing. I was shaking, Who was that? What is this feeling? If...
Sarah had become even more beautiful over the years I had known her, blossoming into the sort of woman who no man could avoid drooling over. And yet, even though she clearly put effort into her looks, she clearly knew the effect she had on men- and I was pretty sure she wasn't gay- she had never been on a date. Never even drunkenly kissed a guy, since even a...
My girlfriend and I haven't spoken for over a week. I had a bunch of job requests and she had finals, so we barely got to see each other. I would just finish setting up a site for someone, check in on her and she would be knocked out after a late night cramming session. She would come over to my place for a break and see me knocked out at my desk. We have b...
Continuing from chapter 02, from all of my exhibitionism, my favorite from all of those activities is skinny dipping. I don't know how it started, it just this idea of swimming naked appeared in my mind and when I tried it once, that feeling of nothing attached to your body in a pool feels like freedom. My very first time of swimming naked happened when I o...
This story follows the path of one girl or woman through a world in which humiliation is a core part of life. While many things are "normal", many things are not, as societies are so intrinsically focused on humiliation, it shapes their way of life. Politicians campaigning for office are not unfamiliar with being pantsed in front of massive crowds...