The minute I spotted them under her desk my fetish kicked in. They were sexy red high heels and their allure to a fetishist like me could not be denied. I had walked into her office just after hours to drop off a file she needed. Susan Russo kept the heels in the office to wear but stored them under the desk when she left for the day. They were only worn in...
I had been the cuck foot slave to Susan Russo since she discovered my weakness and strong fetish for her bare feet and sexy shoes. She easily exploited my cravings and went to the extent to train me bi to her boyfriends. It was not unusual for me to find myself on my knees as she enjoyed sex with men and had me worship her feet and often times the men's feet...
My fetish for bare feet had taken a turn I could not have expected or imagined. From a private session with an exotic dancer I had been turned into a foot cuck by her boyfriend. Because a lot of pictures had been taken of me sucking his feet while I was naked I was in a compromising situation. I had done things that at the moment seemed humiliating and degra...
Robin arrived home from work about 5:30 on Thursday, he still felt a little apprehensive about what happened Tuesday night with his sissy friend Patty, and he hoped he might get to talk about it with his wife Morgan. He really enjoyed wearing the corduroy skirt outfit she bought for him, and he loved being a sissy whore for his wife and Patrick, her "boyfrie...
I couldn't believe I did it. I hit send, and a 15 year old picture of my wife at our wedding and a one month old picture of her naked ass texted to Derrick. You would never have thought that ass belonged on a 43 year old... ********* One month earlier... My wife was a U.S.-born East Indian with a beautiful face and a thick ass. After two kids with extra e...
It was a warm evening. One of those that carry the slight hint of autumn in the air but the promised coolness hasn't arrived yet. The sun was softly sitting on the horizon as people bustled past as I sat on the bench and awaited my date for the night. We had met a few times and I was beginning to get comfortable with him. I had chosen to be brought by my car...
I stepped in the hotel room and looked the cuck up and down. He was pasty white and dressed in only pink panties. Blueberry candles scented the room nicely — not too sweet. I turned to the bed, and sitting on her knees atop multicolored blankets was a slender brunette. Her cropped hair was angled perfectly covering one eye. Her red lips parted in a devilish...
Chapter 3 - My training begins This is a short summary of the changes that have happened in my life thanks to my wife's new lover and my master. 1 month has passed since Brad started living with me and beautiful wife Lina during the weekends. I thought I had it tough with Lina before, but it had gotten so much worse since Brad has moved in. My life was no...
"I don't just want you to watch me, Steve. I NEED you to watch me." If you've been following the journey my marriage has been on through the 4 stories I've already written, then you'll know that we have been on the fast track to a loving, mutually beneficial, thoroughly exciting cuckold marriage. I still get little chill bumps up my little neck just thinki...
It had all started with my craving to worship female feet. Especially the feet of exotic dancers who heard fetish requests all the time. Their feet were regularly on display to perv and lust after. Some of the girls exploited the fetishes of men like me not only inside the clubs but outside as well. One such dancer was Amber who had blond hair, long legs and...