Author's Notes: (1) This is a story. It is not real. But anyone who has had internal transgender fears knows this could be real. (2) There is lots of bondage and sadomasochism in this tale, but I have kept it in the cross dresser's category because that is the underlying thread. (3) Much of this is disturbing, and the trolls will have a field day with it....
This is a continuation of Chapter 8. It will be very confusing if you have not read the beginning of this chapter. It is probably best if you read the whole story starting at chapter 1, but that is not necessary. However, I think it will give more context. ***** Chapter 8 part 2 Ms. Leister said, "You don't want to kneel in front of him to suck him the wa...
We were sat alone in the staff lounge. The others had left for class and apparently, like me, she didn't have a class after lunch. She was new to the school. No. She was new to teaching. Twenty-one and starting her new career. The first few weeks back in the new school year had been hard for her. The reality of teaching in a Senior Secondary College was not...
I went through a whirlwind romance with Alex, married him after three months and moved away from my home of 23 years so he could pursue his riches. We struggled together for several years before we reached a quasi state of economic stability. We were able to buy our first home and settle down. A few months later he moved in with a big corporation and starte...
Holding the leash that was attached to my collar mistress began walking across her living room towards the basement stairs in the middle of her house. My only choices were to follow or be dragged so I went where she led me. Even from the back she looked incredibly sexy as I watched her ass sway as she walked in front of me. She was dressed like a dominatrix...
You wake up naked, your body glistening with sweat, spread eagle your wrists handcuffed to chains hanging from the ceiling.... your ankles to the pegs in the floor. You are all alone in a small room no other sounds other than your breathing. Little light is given off from the scones on the walls. You notice a large wood ornamental carved door across from y...
A Story of Bondage and Domination. A work of fiction Part One: Jennifer betrayed. April 12th 2001: Jennifer pulled on the ropes binding her to the bed reveling in the erotic bondage as Jeremy fucked her. She was spread eagle on her back, a pillow under her ass, raising her pelvis to her boyfriend. Ropes bound her hands and ankles. This was the way Jennife...
I walk into the room, a little cranky from traffic and stress. Suddenly there is a blindfold that effectively blocks all the light. He says nothing, but he slowly unbuttons my blouse and slips it from my shoulders. My bra is then removed, and he gently cups my breasts, toying with the nipples. His caresses become more forceful; my breath hisses through my te...
Torturing Tom On Saturday, Rose asked Tom what his thoughts on trying a little bondage on his arms and being blindfolded. Tom wasn't too bothered by the blindfold, but the bondage idea he wasn't terribly keen on, but he did agree to try it and see. After an afternoon of getting work done, with Tom heading up onto campus with Rose, they returned back to Ros...
(This story involves a lot of humiliation of the main character, futa on male action, incest, and other fringe fetishes. If these aren't your thing turn back now. I also wanted to give credit and thanks to the artist Mafen for the above picture which helped inspire this story.) The hall is quiet. You were pretty sure nobody was at home. You creep carefully d...