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Panties Gone Wild

by SubWilling on Feb 6, 2018
BDSM

Disclaimer: This is a purely fictional story, any similarities to real people or places are coincidental. The story was created as a Task for my Mistress, sharing it as well. I am not a native English speaker but have done my best for this my first story. **** I don't know why I enjoyed wearing women's panties at work. It had started years ago when I was i...

Timmy's Torment

by Shadykingcolor on Jun 9, 2020
Fetish

As I wake, my dreams fade from memory, slowly remembering that I'm a 21year old virgin who lives at home with his dad and stepmom, Mindy. Mindy the stereotypical stepmom, she wasn't extremely nice to me. Add to that dad is a long haul trucker so I spend a lot of time alone with Mindy. She often calls me girls names which I find deeply emasculating. I'm not...

Harley's Plaything

by Kazza on Jul 17, 2020
Fan Fiction

Warning! This story will be pretty Femdom heavy so if those themes do not tickle your pickle then this may not be the spank bank material for you. For those who remain, I hope that you 'enjoy' your time here and feel free to like and comment. Thanks! "That's it! This time we're over, kaput, finished I tells ya!" Harley raised her hands into the ai...

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My Girlfriend's Present

by madengineer3 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Copyright 2012 by madengineer3 Note to reader: If you are a member of a religious group that stresses lots of rules concerning every day life or adherence to an ancient life style, this is not a story for you. However, if you understand that morality has always been somewhat related to the general culture this story shouldn't offend you. If you do not belie...

Spreading Seeds Ch. 15

by JackLuis on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 15: Quick Shave I waved to Genevieve as I left and walked up to the Kiva to shave. When I got there the water was cold so I took my kit and went to the Bathhouse. I opened the door to the Bath house and went in. Maria Bitterwater was in the dressing area sweeping and said "We're closed, until after lunch," without looking up. "Maria, I haven't s...

Taste of True Friendship Ch. 14

by Benny_Blank on Sep 14, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

One thing that did get Tanya on Mary's good side was Tanya's art work. Mary, being an art teacher, admired Tanya's natural talent for capturing spontaneous events in pen and ink- -or, more properly, in felt-tip pen. Tanya was dazzling with her swift sketching of subjects, static or in action. She showed Mary some of her fashion drawings and Mary was impresse...

Mistress Africa's Den

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

"I love my Black men, and I happen to know there's more to the whole lot of you than the macho bullshit, lots more, that's why I do this," Mistress Africa said patiently to her new sub Raymond as she applied lubricant all over her strap-on dildo. The six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-skinned and curly-haired biracial young woman smiled with complete and utter sati...

The Art Teachers Education

by Rohmer on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I hadn't deliberately chosen a girls' school, although it did cross my mind that I would get an easier ride than teaching adolescent boys. Well in one way that would certainly become true. St Winifred's was an established grammar school for girls close to where I lived in North London and I heard it had a good art department. So when I saw the job for a new-...

Posing Nude For An Art Class Ch. 02

by oilygoatass on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I had spent the entire week looking forward to this day. I was no where near as anxious as I was the first time. In fact, I was more excited than anxious. I arrived at the art room a little earlier than I had been told to, as I wanted to get my nerves out the way. Ms. Becker was arranging the chairs as I came in. "Oh, hello DJ," she said as she glanced up at...

Flesh For Fantasy Ch. 05

by velvetpie on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

The day went slowly, of course. Each time he looked at the clock, only a few minutes had passed. He tried to bury himself in his work, poring over drawings and Gantt charts and solving the problems that the engineering firm had hired him for but still, time slowly went by. Finally, five o'clock arrived and he cleaned his desk off, heading home and trying not...