The true stories that I've posted here on Literotica.com about my cuckolding have generated many emails to me. Some hateful and some asking me to coach or mentor them but most with questions or comments so I thought I would post some of them here. Anyone seeking advise from me, I make it clear that I'm not a psychiatrist or psychologist. I'm an engineer but...
Note: This is a parody of my boyfriend being fucked by his imperious cat, who claims to be a holy Mau Empress, but is not a futa in real life. No actual felines or boyfriends were harmed in the course of research for this story. ***** Chapter 1. Introduction to the Empress The Empress' palace rose from the gleaming city atop a walled hill. The slaves in t...
Jill had taken the job at the massage studio to make some pocket money, her husband worked away a lot, and although things were good between them she needed to get out. She was 34, had long brown hair, a nice firm 35c bust, and stood 5 feet 7 inches in stockinged feet. Jill had her fair share of whistles from workmen as she walked down the shops, and liked...
Sitting in his bath, he ran over in his head the preparations he had made. Everything must be correct for this to work. But he was less concerned with that, and more conscious of the act that he must perform as part of the trap. And how would Evelyn react when she fully understood? Drying himself down, he simply resigned himself to the fact that what must be...
This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered male. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further ......... other wise enjoy It is best if read with previous chapters. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue......
It was the lunch period and some of the employees working in the Mall shops were taking their break. Simone and her assistant Alice were putting away a few dresses recently tried on by a customer. I should tell you that Simone is not Simone’s real name. She was baptised “Edith,” but when some years ago she opened her ladies fashions shop in the Mall, she fe...
Once Mistress got used to using the razor strop it became her favorite way to discipline me. The strop hung in my bathroom proudly patiently waiting its time for Mistress to order me to take it down for another whipping. Mistress found was the strop did not break the skin yet left wide red marks that healed in less then a day. The punishment that the strop g...
Chapter 2: From pain to Pleasure Maria thought back to that day, the day when her life changed so dramtically... Sobbing as she ran fast as her legs would carry her, Maria clutched at the tattered remnants of her clothing, the upper portion of the dress barely covering her heaving breasts. Bruises covered her delicate arms with more dotting along her legs...
Author's note: This is a story about a woman turning a man into a compliant, sissified plaything. If that idea doesn't appeal to you, don't read the story. If you like the idea, read on, and don't forget to vote and leave a comment. More will be added if comments from readers justifies it. A Natural Sissy – Ch. 01 Stacy is a natural sissy. I knew it the f...
Davariel kissed the top of Devon's head through the hood that covered him from everyone's view. He held his son, although he was securely strapped onto his chest, while Luciel carried Lucien, who tended to be fussier. The soft grey hood on Davariel's own head covered him well, but he was still nervous. The thought of what would happen if anyone were to gaze...