My chastity tube hangs heavily between my legs. It resembles a water faucet, and looks a little odd. Gretchen used to have me in a plastic thing, but she felt that I was too disrespectful in having big erections... And the tube makes it quite cramped! Really, it is. When I get a hard on, it's quickly contained. Then I feel this unpleasant squeezing fro...
The doctor lifter her left leg up toward her chest and fitted her swollen ankle into the stirrup, then he walked to the other side of the maternity bed and manouvred her right leg with a shove into its stirrup so that she sat only slightly reclined from the upright position, her pregnant belly protruding to touch the insides of her thick, muscular thighs, an...
Dearest Julia: I can't believe that these five months have seen us (heretofore inseparable!) twins parted, but I'm thrilled that the time for you to return to the states is almost here. To answer your most recent question, "Yes, I will indeed be on the dock to meet you, and yes, I'll be sure to have a taxi and porter at hand." As to "the spot," I appreciat...
The Colonel's Chastity Tales June 2018 Stories BIBBS JUST CAN'T GET A BREAK Bibbit Smithers, Senior wondered why he was spending an expensive week at the Thumbscrew Lodge. Bibbs had had his ass kicked by his older brother, "Smitty" which you would think would have been bullying enough, right? And, Bibbs, no jock, had been charged with handing out towels t...
Dear Shoeblossom: I'm a Jersey girl from way back and no one suspects how unconventional I am, living in the suburbs...but I thought you'd get a kick out of this little missive! And yes, like so many others, it's a recording. My hubby has no idea that I've surprised him like this, but Mistress Figgy is a relentless chick! Figueroa Salvini "Hey, there baby...
Warning: contains graphic violence. * Deep in the back of the alleyway I watched as the morbid flesh dangling procession slunk by, their steps taken with care as if walking on the last existing glass photos of their remaining loved ones. Cat-stepping dead, they were, and I could smell the stink of decay just as perfectly, as if I'd rooted in face-first to...
Angela Rivers had become a regular at Padded Bliss, the local treatment center known colloquially as "The Diaper Spa." For the last five months, she had been getting diaper changes from other women who appreciated her and her independence. She could drop a big load in her diaper and have the size of her poop marveled at. If her diaper leaked, they would play...
Edited by: P. A. Solcrofft * As the school bell sounded, a sigh of relief came over Kala. Her diaper had been sagging a while from all of the pee and shit it stored. She only had one diaper left, and was saving it for later. Luckily she was wearing a long flowing maroon sleeveless dress, which was accented with black lace. The dress did reveal the top part...
On a Tuesday morning, Angela's alarm didn't go off. It wasn't even set, for that matter, but she still yawned awake at around 7 a.m., her internal clock so well-developed. It usually came in handy but not so much today. It was her day off from Padded Bliss, as it was for everyone else at the spa. Cold weather in the region had frozen the pipes in the buildin...
Disclaimer: All persons in this story are above the age of 18. It should be assumed that all sexual experiences are between people above the age of 18. This story includes diaper wearing as a sexual fetish, diaper wetting and sex between consensual parties all above the age of 18. The girls all tried to wear some sexier clothes that night. Kylie wore a...