I helped Brenda to her room. Before opening the door I gave her a gentle kiss and told her how proud I was of her, and how pretty she now looked. I told her that there was a special surprise waiting in her bedroom and that I would come back and check on her later. I slowly opened the door and let her enter. She didn't know that Mary had watched the whole...
My wife and I over the years had developed a relationship between Domina and submissive sissy that was utterly grounded in love. Indeed, that was the only thing that had allowed us to go as deeply into the perverse and bizarre as we had. She had a marvelous ability to anticipate just what I would be able to stretch to reach. I trusted her absolutely and deli...
She had just set the oven timer when she heard his car in the drive. Tossing her apron on a hook in the kitchen she scampered to the front door, gracefully landing on her knees a moment before he opened the door. "Welcome home Master!" He smiled down at her as he loosened his tie and kicked off his shoes. "Hello pet, the house smells wonderful." "Macaron...
This story is completely true and has sparked off something in me ever since. I have always been aware that my penis was not as big as some others, but I was never that bothered by this. I would not go to great lengths to cover up in the locker room, but had never actually tried to show it off. All that has changed now and I put it down to a single event...
Mogadishu-born and Ontario-based dominatrix Mistress Fatuma Suleiman sat naked ( save for the hijab on her head ) on her slave Mohammed Mokhtar's face, squashing his visage with her big round ass. Lying flat on the king-sized bed, his arms and legs tied, the nude Somali stud couldn't budge as his Somali dominatrix introduced him to yet another aspect of fema...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2005 This story is based on a 830 word story in German 'Sonntagvormittags' and the author has adapted the basic translation to form a new story. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of those parts of this story that are his original work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imagin...
Sasha had me strip down while she cleaned me up. I was then told to put on a shorty nightgown. I was then taken to a bedroom and allowed to rest. I was exhausted. We had been at it for seven hours. I was awoken at mid-night by Sasha and dressed as before with fresh makeup applied to my face and hair re-arranged. "We have company and you are the entertai...
Tina, the fiery redhead, is my wife. She has always been kind of bossy lately it has gotten much worst. Though I only have myself to blame. I had been on the web and got distracted with a phone call and then got into making dinner. When Tina clicked on the computer the screen saver disappeared and there was this story. I had been reading about a guy who wa...
Jamie wasn't cut out for the small town life. At 17 she'd run away for home and headed straight to Vegas, she wanted more than a shotgun house and a baby on her hip. She wanted money and adventure. For a year she'd been hopping casinos sitting on the knees of high rollers and reaping the benefits of their lucky streaks. She was getting by, and about six mont...
These are separate set of adventures of Michael (Michelle) from the Dorm Floor Bitch series. Check out my other works to see if I've made any more... ;) * The men in white lab coats led us quickly down the long, white hallway. My new handsome companion and I were hustling to catch up with them, our hospital gowns fluttering loosely on us. In front of me, I...