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...
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...
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...
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...
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...
Dear ugly people. Please don't read this story and leave your vomit at the end. This story will offend your tender sensibilities -- offend your pure and precise knowledge of right and wrong. It will bring near to your conscious minds those deep longings you have so successfully repressed (except when reading my stories). It will do to your emotions what my o...
It all started in a chat-room, "Closet Sissyboys." Jesse had been spending a lot of time in chat-rooms in the six months following his divorce. He wasn't looking for love, he just liked to drink and have cybersex while jerking off with corduroy. Yes corduroy. Jesse had a corduroy fetish his whole life and now at the age of 36 it was stronger than ever. He...
Welcome to Fetishville! I am Violet, the mayor here. I know you're eager to start so let's get to it. To begin with your adventure, press the "Start Game" button on the right and find your fetish. It is pretty straight forward. If your fetish involves dominating, select [Dominant]. If it involves being dominated or being submissive, select [Submiss...
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...
John walks into his new home. He took in his new environment. The living room was huge compare to the tiny apartment that he shared with his goddesses like stepmother and his gorgeous younger step-sister. They were outside talking with the movers who had already put all of everyone's items in their bedrooms. He moves through the apartments seeing the kitchen...