My land lady's knowing look held me transfixed. Quietly Mrs. Lehrer purred, "What are you?" A spasm of trembling shook my body before I could mew out, "I am a sub sissy slut, Mrs. Lehrer." "Hemmmmm," She hummed, "And what else are you slut?" Her voice was quiet, soothing, inquiring. "I am a wanton cum whore, Mrs. Lehrer," I admitted, blushing at such an a...
Note from the Author: This is a story about ABDL. The first word being Adult. All sexual encounters center around Adults, above the age of 18. This story also contains BDSM, plushophilia, watersports, and various other fetishes. For those that are grammar freaks, please don't comment on my improper grammar use. I could care less. I do my best with spell an...
(All characters in this story are at least 18 years old) Joanne Abadila was at a loss. It was not the death of her estranged parents that got to her. Joanne's parents where a very traditional, conservative family. They had very strict, scheduled to the letter life-plan in mind for her since the day she was born. She was meant to go to the same law schools, h...
Inside the salon was a long row of pedicure seats, as well as a row of nail stations. Along the other wall was the row of salon chairs. It was oddly quiet as most people were absorbed in whatever task they were doing. A gaggle of middle-aged women sat in the pedicure seats all looking over and each other and making light conversation as the estheticians were...
Denise tapped her foot nervously. Damn it! Why did she have to pee so badly? It hadn't been that long since she had gone, at the store twenty minutes ago, but now she was stuck in the middle of traffic. This did seem to be a problem of hers. It wouldn't be the first time she had made the mistake of drinking coffee on an empty stomach. It always went right...
It was an unseasonably chilly April evening and she found herself stranded at a Wawa. It was a little past midnight and Uber wanted way too much to get home, so she conceded to hang out drinking coffee until morning when either public transportation was running again, or Uber got a little more reasonable. Even if she was willing to pay the current going rate...
I'd been at Gram's about a month now. I was starting to get the hang of things. I'd gotten quite a few spankings and I really think I was staring to enjoy the taste of Ivory soap. Overall it wasn't to difficult. Although the week of my period was a trial for us all. I lasted till about the third day when I got sick and tired of asking Gram or Aunt Kathy to c...
Lauren poked her head out between the sky blue shower curtains, looking for her towel. It was across the bathroom, laying on the countertop near the bathroom sink. She frowned, glancing down at the slick tile flooring. "Master!" She called out, waiting a few seconds before Levi opened the door and looked inside, "Yes Kitten?" Lauren grinned sheepishly, "Cou...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oh my!!!" You enter the room and see me in my cage. "Gone one fucking night and you can't control yourself. Good thi...
An expensive sports car turns up the gravel drive before one of the largest, most modern farms in the state. Green lawns and white fences line the long driveway in front. In distant fields beyond tidy red barns can be seen small forms grazing a bucolic hillside. On the grassy front lawn at the main building, several tall, well-muscled young men toss a footb...