This is the second part of a story following Kent Wiltshire and his journey from an independent man to a submissive slave girl. Please let me know what you think, and if there is any themes you would like to see incorporated in the future. ***** Ten minutes later, I find myself with a shaven head as my mistress is placing a wig on my head. Tiny needles go...
My name’s Sam but you can call me Samantha, that’s what my mom calls me. When I ask her why she says because she loves me like I’m her little princess, regardless of me being a guy... Well the most manly thing about me is my penis and that’s not that big. I was born with a severe case of Kleinfelter's syndrome meaning I have very pronounced female features....
'How do I get ahead in this business,' Jim, the young, eager new intern asked me one day, 'I've been here for months and I don't seem to be getting anywhere.' 'You want the bosses to notice you,' I replied, watching as Jen, another intern who had started at the same time as Jim and was now the company director's personal assistant, sashayed by, 'Start weari...
A Day Driving in the Country Dealing with the Highway Patrol This story is a fantasy story, and with all fantasies we can imagine that no evil exists. That also means no disease, so with no disease to transfer to someone else, no need for protection. Remember it is a fantasy world, in the real world evil and disease exists. Protect yourself. * Day off, o...
"Rick, why are you wearing your mother's pantyhose?" Uncle Roberto asked me with a shocked expression on his face. I did not know he was in the house, I thought I was alone! It was morning on the second week of my summer vacation after graduating high school. My parents were both at work. My dad was a salesperson and traveled a lot. My mother was a school t...
CHAPTER 1. "Hello Jaime." said my neighbor, Mr. Simms, smiling, when he opened the door to his house. It was very nice two-story brick home in suburbs, probably around 3,800 square feet. "Hello sir", I replied. I looked up at him, he was at least a foot taller than me, and he shook my hand, then, waived me to come inside. Mr. Simms lived right next to us...
Jay awoke his body being spooned by his Daddy. It's 3 in the morning. Jay can feel Kyle's hard cock pressing against his ass. He needed Kyle inside of him again. So, Jay turns around and kisses Kyle on his forehead. He smiles at Jay. "How was last night?" "Fun." Jay says smiling back. "You know I've never been with an Indian before." "How was it." "Best...
I wake up and smile, remembering where I am and who I'm with. I'm warm and comfortable, wrapped in your arms as you sleep. I think back to last night, finally showing you my girly side. We've been best friends for ages but I always had a crush on you.Finally, drunk on wine, I decided to do something about it. I came into the living room we share and straddl...
The second of several parts of my story 'Decorating her Dainties'. The reader is encouraged to read each part in sequence. * The very next morning when we were changing into our work gear, Sophia directed me to a paint-spattered retro canvas holdall with a tartan panel. She withdrew a transparent plastic bag which contained a bundle of nylon hose of all sh...
It is such an irony (at least for me), I now do not wish to have the one thing that decided my fate. It is said "Its all in the mind". But beware a few things have the strength of overpowering it. I know of two such potent things, the first one being alcohol which my mind can handle (or maybe my mind doesn't know coz I am all drunk and dozing). The second on...