Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Rose turned and looked at the red numbers on the clock: six-seventeen a.m. The bedroom was beginning to lighten as the sun rose, heralding the new day a...
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...
- 17 - "Sweetie, we agreed about this last night. If you want your rash to get better you need to quit wearing you boy underwear for a while. If you aren't comfortable with the panties Trish gave you, you can borrow a pair of mine until we can get you your own." She waited for my answer. It seemed like she was expecting me to come to the same absurd conclu...
My bladder felt like it was about to explode, but I only had 40 minutes to go. Master lay beside me in the king sized bed we shared, my filthy cage in the corner of our bedroom a reminder of nights of misbehaviour. As Master's personal piss slave, I was forbidden bathroom privileges between 9 pm and 7 am. This often meant occasional nights of tossing silentl...
When Bobby arrived and knocked on the door of the well-kept house, his heart was pounding in his throat. He had searched a long time for the right caregiver and he was nervous that the whole thing was a huge mistake. But the woman's manner and voice on the phone had been so comforting that he had decided to brave the long drive and give her service a try....
Disclaimers: First, each and every person in this story is only real in my own mind. Second, any person in this story who might be sexually active is over 18. Third, this story could fit into more than one category, you decide if I have it right. *** My name is Connie Gordon, a 47 year old divorcee, who at the age of 34, decided to enter law school. My kid...
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. Lisa, Will and Garret were alone in Kylie and Tiffany's room once the two...
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...
- 26 - My ass was still a bit sore when I woke up the next morning. I laid there for a moment trying hard not to think about anything. I felt that I was changing into someone else but I didn't want to think about what was going on. I looked down at my wet diaper and realized that I didn't remember needing to go to the bathroom. The diaper was heavy so I mus...
The agreement: Crystal woke up and stretched, she was looking forward to seeing Susan. She was almost giddy, having planned out their evening together. She quickly got dressed in jeans, a brown blouse, and tennis shoes. Brown eyes greeted her in the mirror as she combed her easily maintained brown hair, cut in a pageboy with short bangs. She grabbed the sma...