Part III- Mistress Darlene ( In Chapter 3, Darlene completes her transformation from a grossly overweight undersexed wife into an alluring and svelte dominatrix who is served and serviced by a group of submissive males. She contrives a plan that will reveal her secrets to her friends Abby and Pamela and subsequently recruit them into the world of female dom...
June 1st 2042 I'd been to the Comstock Institute before; back in the days when my family had money. The Comstock Institute caters to a very exclusive sort of clientele. It's more than just an expensive brothel. Any brothel can provide their customers with an attractive girl who will strip naked and allow you to impale her on your swollen, erect penis, bu...
The story was edited by Vixen4770. I wanted to thank her publicly for her efforts and advice, it was gratefully appreciated. This is a work of fiction, the names used are fictional. Any relation to any person, real or imagined, living or dead, is purely unintentional and accidental. * Sherri drove her bright yellow Kia Sportage home. It was after 9:30, ea...
Meeting David (who had previously been known to me only as the "Innocent, Corn-Fed Muscle Boy from Eau Claire") was a slightly unreal experience. For the first time since plotting out the upcoming weekend with Diane, I experienced a real sense of indecision. Did I really want to go through with this? I shook his hand, nearly twice the size of mine, looked i...
(This is a two part story. After you read this, please read Slave Silk’s Diary, Ch 2 by SilksHeart.) * * * * * I awoke from my dream with a scream on my lips. My scream not only woke me, but woke silk as well. Her eyes were big and frightened. "Mistress what's wrong? Are you alright?" Silk's voice was full of concern. "I am fine baby," I replied. "I'm s...
With the start of pre-season training camps, I was spending a lot of time working the phones to find trades to package off a few fairly promising non-roster players that had looked good in practice but couldn't win a roster spot with us for this season. I'd found a deal that I thought I could live with but I was still frankly hoping for something a bit bette...
Diana didn't want Mr. Johnson to leave her, and told him so. She shouldn't have. Leviticus Johnson is fully a foot taller than the young wife, more than 100 pounds heavier, and his biceps are 2" larger than her 19" waist. His huge hand cut through the air and when it landed on Diana's perfect, round, naked ass, her hips shot forward and her head snapped ba...
Training It was an unusual feeling walking down the corridor, my sissyclit was hard with excitement and I had not yet adjusted to the feeling of the butt plug placed firmly in my boypussy. I still tried to move in a ladylike fashion, but the strange sensation was overwhelming and I stumbled suddenly out of time with Mistress Anna's gait. Mistress Anna...
In response to several private comments, I have decided to post the remainder of this series to the BDSM category. I'm sorry if I offended anyone, but I do think I gave adequate warning that this story is about non-consensual punishment. And yes, there is a significant pleasure response in most of the chapters. This is the story of a young woman's convictio...
David looked at his computer monitor, debating what to write. So far, he had "Dear Management" written on the open email. It's not that he had a problem, it's just that his current co-worker was a little...inappropriate. David worked on the refueling space station Rhyton orbiting a dry planet that in turn orbited a young star. The station was huge, containi...