"Holly, hold your breasts up. That's it honey. Squeeze the nipples between your fingers. Make them hard for me, sweetie." Jason lifted and pushed his soft breasts together, squeezed the small dark nipples, and hurriedly looked up to see if what he was doing was okay. He really wanted what he was doing to be okay. It was dreadfully important to be okay. Kare...
Zack and I wake at the same time, his morning hard on pushing firmly against my stomach. My hand goes to it and I slowly jerk him off, he responds by trying to pleasure me. I stop him and make it clear that would have to wait until tomorrow, today my body belongs to Stacy. He leans back and enjoys the sensation between his legs; he orgasms hard and the cum t...
Chapter Eighteen: Some New Friends for Chantel. A blissful night's sleep has led me to a wonderful Sunday day off. Master has told me I must accept that special Sunday plans are on the go after 3:00pm but today, this morning awaking at 9:00am I run my routine, enema, shower, put on fragrant body lotion. I then begin a day of dressing just for myself, but al...
Waking up this morning I bet you didn’t know it would be the last day you spent here on earth. Climbing out of bed you hit the alarm clock for the third time, you can’t quite place what is wrong, you just can’t seem to get out of bed. Getting ready for work is more of a chore than usual. For whatever reason nothing seems to want to cooperate. Your shower hea...
I feel this story needs a quick intro. This was inspired by one of the first pieces of erotic fiction I ever read, The Factory by Tr_Veller. It's a similar story, but it's with a genetic girl and not as much sex, still it was an amazing piece. I tried reaching out for permission to basically borrow the idea and take a trans spin on it, but haven't heard back...
My eyes were blurry still from not getting enough rest. Mistress had me go shower, and make sure I was smooth all over. The outfit she had picked out for me was a wild looking mini dress. Black latex with half moons on each side that would be over my butt cheeks. She helped me with the outfit and bondage gear. Oh my sissy you’re going to have one hell o...
Chapter Four: My Arrival and a New Start to Full Time Sissy Life. I awake about 7:30am, groggy as I only had a floor to sleep on with a thin blanket, I rub my morning eyes as I sit up and see the black, satin, maids dress on a hanger, as if it was calling me to put it on. I soon realize my new predicament and smile. I had to take off the pair of pantyhose,...
Slave Training basics Let me start by saying that I love my husband. Some people have a desire to submit, some have a desire to dominate. This is the way I trained Allen. People very quiet a bit. I will explain why I have these basic rules and steps. The most important thing is to be consistent. 1. Never let him know what your ultimate goal is. Never e...
My heart raced as I saw the tray one of daddy's maids held. On it were a wooden paddle, a pair of handcuffs, a pair of nipple clamps, and a pair of white cotton lace panties. "Alright Ashley come wait with the tray by my side and Lilly put your hands on top of your head so I can get a good look at you." He commanded us both. "Yes daddy." We both answered...
(You may want to read The Journey before reading this so you will know the background of Tom/Tonya and Jason. These stories are a combination of real life and fiction. Thanks for sharing your comments.) Tonya was content as she stretched across Jason's lap. She had given Jason a long slow blow job and now Jason was rubbing his sissy slut's smooth ass a...