I travel a lot. Mostly through my work, occasionally for pleasure, and totalling maybe 100,000 miles a year. Flying, of course, and I have my favourite airlines. Air travel is generally boring once you've got over the excitement of being 6 miles up in the air and watching the in-flight movies. Generally, I find it boring now. But on one particular flight, t...
The ten minute ride to the mall was made in almost complete silence. Elizabeth sat biting her lower lip and twisting the handkerchief in her hands, as she worried about what other things I had in store for her. I pulled into a space in front of the mall. "Let's go young lady; it's time to return your purchases. I am going to teach you a lesson you will never...
BEING TAUGHT TO WEAR A GARTER BELT & HIGH HEELS After that special Sunday afternoon, where i tried dressing fully in girl's clothing, i had managed to amass a fairly good sized wardrobe of feminine things to wear. Within months my hidden cache' included several pairs of silky sheer panties of different styles, a Jantzen "Postage Stamp" pantygirdle, anothe...
Copyright Oggbashan June 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * I think that Thomas keeps most of his brains between h...
This took place in 1966. A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe nylons, spiked heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! You little pervert! I jumped up, dropped the high heel pump in my hand that I had held over my nose and I turned around...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
"What do you think of these?" Bill asked. It was another house call with just the guys, John, Bill and Ted. Actually, it was a circle jerk and a little bit of cock sucking today, they had other business to attend to, Emily had sent a note and a thumb drive to the guys and they were now reviewing the content. Emily, a long-ago friend of Bill and John showed...
Rekha Diwe was no great beauty. She'd known that all her 40 years. Even as village girls go in India, she had been quite plain. The teeth were uneven and her facial features rather masculine. But when she'd been married at age 18, her husband's family had been pleased with the gifts of sarees, kurtas, a milking cow, five pregnant she-goats and a collection o...
(This is a fantasy written for fun. All characters are age 18 and over. If you do not enjoy spanking, humiliation and some fetish please do not read, as you will not enjoy the story. Thank you.) * WHAP! WHAP! SPANK! SPANK! "Young Lady, if you ever speak to me in that tone of voice again, I will tan your bottom so you won't sit for a week." My name is To...
Thanks to all who have recently encouraged me to continue this story. I very much enjoy getting feedback and appreciate your positive votes. If you do not enjoy FemDom, or sexual humiliation, please do not bother to read this story. ***** "Now, Tom, we must do something about those wet panties. Nurse Pyre did the right thing to douse your little pleasure s...