I am writing this to confess that I, or should I say we, have a secret life. I am a foot fetish mistress. Oh, by the way, I am married. My husband agreed to my part time career because of two things: I charge $250 per hour, and I agreed to tell him the stories after they happened while he plays with my feet and pleasures himself. It's his biggest turn on. W...
I have written stories in a variety of categories, and they have received some criticism, some praise, and some no responses. However, I have been amazed at some of the responses to my stories about cuckolds. Even an essay about cuckolds with no plot and no characters got vicious attacks. The responses have been violent, angry, - raw, primitive, emotional an...
Admit it. You're one of those men out there who have a hidden fetish. You know who you are. You're constantly scouring the internet looking for porn. Not just any kind of porn. You're into the kind of porn that features women fucking men with strap-on dildos. It's totally your thing. And that's how you get your rocks off. And you think you're the last guy pe...
While Maddington had rumours of certain curses, like breasts coming to life, or even penises, there were a few lesser known curses. Curses that may be bestowed upon those unfortunate, or fortunate depending on one’s perspective, where they no longer have control over their own feet. Where they are taken, and what happens to the individual afflicted, only the...
So Ive always had this fetish. I love wearing panties. My name is Jake and Im a twin with my sister Jane. Ever since I was young I would sneak into the laundry room and wear my sisters panties. Being twins, we were always around the same size. She always had the cutest underwear. It was pink, frilly, and sometimes had cute designs all over them. My fetish de...
This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote. Married couple spends Nude Day flashing for shocked reactions. * Nude Day means different things to different people. There are those who are exhibitionists and who celebrate Nude Day by spending the day naked, while pretending they're living the lifestyle of a nudist without even so much as knowing and unde...
Dale's house, set back from a lonely dirt road just off I-78 out in rural Pennsylvania, was full of plaster and ceramic sculptures of wildlife. He had a workshop studio in his basement with sculpting tools and supplies, and he had long since converted his garage into a gallery and store. People would drive all the way from New York and Philadelphia to buy hi...
I was surprised when I walked into the dimly lit office the university had set up for our interviews, that he was already seated. I expected a small, sweaty guy with acne and greasy hair, but he was none of those things. He was no male model, but you would only suspect him to be your average adult male not the foot fetish pervert I had lined up to interview....
That's what it's come down to. Everything my husband does, every task he under takes has a direct correlation to making me happy. It's wonderful. He basically lives to satisfy my exulted status as a woman. I need not wonder what its like to have a slave that loves me unconditionally, that has indeed become my reality. It's kind of funny how it all started q...
Alice was the sort of girl that every other pregnancy fetishist dreamed of. She was tall, athletic, and had a wicked sense of humour. Also she herself was obsessed with pregnancy and being knocked up. Since she hit puberty she had craved to feel something slowly grow inside her, and as she got older this desire had exploded into a full-fledged fetish. She fr...