The Club - Second Week "Mistress? If I may have a word?" Emile was doing his Jeeves thing, again. Respectful, but like he knew I put my pants on one leg at a time. Or would do, if I still had clothes, which luckily I didn't, because right that moment they would have gotten in the way of Clyde's cock. It was Sunday morning, and she was languidly serving i...
Part V: Sunday Evening Kayla took very little time to remind me that she was indeed my Mistress and knew all the right buttons to push. She licked around the head of my cock, making me moan even louder, then began to bob with what little motion she had, up and down the shaft. On every downstroke, she buried her nose in my smooth, shaven crotch. On every ups...
EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS OVER 18. *** "It's just so weird how I've changed." Panzer grinned at his buddy Stetson Tyll. "Yeah, I heard you even went off the Prozac." Stet guided his 20011 Nissan Altima into the parking lot in front of the Grangerford's house. "I never could get why you turned twenty-one and didn't drink 'cause your mom preferred you n...
I made my way back across the dance floor to where I'd tied Dan up, only to find out he wasn't there. I was sure if tied him to a particular pillar, but he was nowhere to be seen. I wondered what the protocol was in a place like this, do people go around untying people who are tied up by their mistresses or masters? if so isn't it a bit disrespectful? I kn...
The first of many chapters to come. This may not appeal to many, but I hope that those that like it, like it a lot. Smiles to all those cross dressers, fetishists, and sissies out there. * Jason had been dreaming of this for years, planning it for months, and as he lay in bed, sleepless beside his wife Jenna, he had some last minute pangs of guilt. The tw...
He looked a the message on his phone as he made his way through the airport. 'Hello 26. My flight lands in three hours. Be at the bar in concourse A.' He was a half an hour early and was not going to miss out again. It had been three weeks since she last texted him. Three weeks since he could not make it. Three weeks of waiting. Waiting for release. Three...
Nyssa sighed as she flopped into the simple cot that was her. Her room had only basic furnishings, as her father believed in only basic material comforts. Luxury made people weak and soft, he believed. That was also why there was a minimal amount of twentieth century technology on the island- in addition to limiting trainees from being distracted by the outs...
As I lie here, staring at the ceiling, my mind races back to our first meeting at the little downtown motel exactly a year ago. Yes, today marks our one year anniversary of me becoming her submissive playmate. My but time flies when one is having fun, I think as I chuckle softly to myself. I had sought her out because of what I had read in her alt. profile...
A spot of blood dripped onto the floor. Isobel must have cut Felix's bottom lip when she had hit her. Soon a steady trickle of blood made tracks down Felix's face and chin. "Got what you deserved didn't you bitch?" Roxy hissed. "Roxy get out!" Isobel barked making Roxy jump out of her skin. "But Mistress I........." "Now! Before I have you tied up to th...
Kurlack groaned as one of the men in the white lab coats kicked him in the ribs. This particular man had a vicious streak in him. He'd been torturing him since he'd been revived. If he could get his hands on him, Kurlack knew he would kill him. And it might just be worth the pain. "That's enough!" Dread filled Kurlack as he recognized the voice flooding th...