You wake up in your bed, in your attic bedroom. You sigh, not wanting to get out of bed. But then, you realize 2 things--one, your alarm clock didn't go off, you overslept! You have 5 minutes to get to the bus! And two--your bed is soaked in warm, smelly liquid. Did you wet yourself? (Just a note: The "catch the bus" route leads to diaper-related c...
Jake Orlov grabbed his duffle bag and rifle case out of the cab of his F-250. He had some other gear in the truck, but he decided to get the rest later. He was exhausted from driving back from Kentucky, training the Blackwell county sheriff's department's SWAT team for the past week. Jake was disgusted at how these guys managed to graduate the police academ...
"Essential services, that's what I provide, like any good businesswoman, I know my clientele and their special needs," I smiled to myself as I read these words on the Temple of Noir website, which advertises my services to the entire world. There are a lot of Black dominatrix types out there but I, Mistress Shay Noir, am the only one catering to the hidden n...
PART 2 (continuation of "college is a time to explore) Daniel awoke with the feeling of a lacy black thong riding up his ass. A raging hard on pulsed in rhythm to the sound of Text messages being received. It was the next day, and Daniel was due for a spanking by his next door neighbor "daddy" for getting some cum on the carpet. "Be here at noon, keep th...
Erin Ch. 15: A Perfect Sissy Cuckold By Jonathan Quincy Graves {Note: This is the fifteenth in a multi-part story series cataloging the progressive evolution of a relationship between a dominant woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but they read much better if you start at the beginning. Go to: Eri...
The Wedding (Patti Cake part 3) Chapter 9 – Coerced, Consumed and Consummated... After wrestling my Uncle John out of his suit and laying him out on his back, I knew his passed-out routine was all a farce as he looked to me winking with a smile before going back into his pretend-coma... Faking it in front of Patti and no doubt doing so in the want of stay...
Spring time in the city had gotten tough. People had to be tighter with money and as such, the café was dead that afternoon. The only customer we had was Gladys, the kind old cat lady that loves to show off pictures of her white Persian cat called Yasmin. I was minding the counter, flicking a wooden stirrer between my fingers when my world brightened with t...
"You're being really dirty little sissy slut today," daddy chuckled and asked, "What's gotten into you?" "Making up for the last few days I guess," I giggled hugging him tightly, "and I missed you too." "I missed my little sissy too." He replied patting my back, "But I need a shower and I know you need to change your soiled panties you dirty little girl."...
I hit a bit of writers block so I grabbed an old half completed story and started back on it. This is the result. I am not the greatest at transcribing the stories as the flow from my mind. While I have given this piece a once over, I am sure that I missed something. If I did I am sorry and I hope that it doesn't pull you out of the story to much. *********...
Awaking the next morning, I felt like I was in heaven. Gabrielle was snuggled up to my chest, her feminine arms wrapped tightly around mine. I stroked her cheek with my free hand and smile as she mumbled in her sleep, something about me and shampoo. I chuckle softly as I hear this before sliding my hand down her back and over her smooth ass. She moans sof...