The days when poverty stricken parents sold their children into slavery are a distant memory. They are stories from the nineteenth century not the twenty-first. This said, parents are quite entitled to earn a 'finder's fee' if they introduce prospective staff to an employer. Times were hard in Rio de Janeiro and Mateus' father wanted the best for his son....
I don't know how long I slept for, how long my poor battered mind floated in the warm sea of mindless contentment, before I came to. I stretched yawning, my body feeling stiff and strangely aching. All the memories of those things that I'd been subjected to were still a distant dream, until the realisation that I was still dressed in that horrible adult baby...
I wrote this whilst you were in York. I sat at my desk in your favourite undies. I was trying to get rid of the frustration and need for you. This made it worse but I did always say that I loved to be teased and made to wait! This, though, was incredibly hard to do...just needed you close, my cock inside you, my fingers touching you and my tongue licking you...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "It's not something I've ever done," Daddy said, with a frown though the fact he hadn't laughed it out of hand meant I knew I had a good chance of persuading him. "There's a first time for everything," I answered. "What if someone recognises us, Ricki?" he asked. "They won't"...
Creed crawled to the feet of the mature spinster, his cock boning erect at the prospect of serving her, eagerly coaxed toward her feet with the whip held by a delighted Lizzy. The ginger girl had acquired the services of Julia's pet on a day free from the rigours of driving her cab, his Mistress having an appointment at Arachne House with Madam Ella Hempleto...
Chapter 11 Dungeons and Dragons Lisa looked at Carla quizzically and I saw a faint nod from Carla. "Yes, you show her, Lisa. Not my scene really" said Carla. With that, Lisa stood and held out her hand to me. I slid demurely across the seat and, keeping my legs together, rose to me feet grasping Lisa's hand. Together we sashayed towards the staircase but...
As a student at college I wanted a bicycle for Christmas. I hadn't past my driving test and even if I had, I couldn't afford to run one with my Saturday job wages. My parents didn't have much money so I didn't ask for an expensive model by name, anything would do. I didn't think they could go far wrong or could they? They did attempt to wrap it with some f...
Thanks to Charlie for the editing, encouragement and the advice. A story of a husband's feminisation and transition. Chapter One: So how does a scruffy heterosexual male construction worker become the head of a small fashion house? Read on people, read on. My Name Is Michael Curtiss and I grew up in a small town. A poor family, my dad worked long hard ho...
So with much apprehension, I turned the handle on the blue door. Stepping through, I struggled to adjust my eyes to the brilliantly white light streaming out of the other side. I raised my hand to try and filter the glare, and heard the door click shut behind me, and then double-click again. Instinctively, I tried for the handle on my side, but there was no...
As I arrived at work that Monday, I knew that it would not be a normal day. My throbbing head was a distinct reminder of how my weekend had been. Saturday night was a blinder. It was my friend Kevin's 30th birthday, and as such, we decided to make it a bit of a blinder. It started out with paintball, went on to karting, dinner, and a strip club. Prague's st...