My wife is intelligent, witty, loving, thoughtful, considerate, intelligent as well as beautiful and sensuous and voluptuous – everything any man could want or hope for. And she and I are very much in love. She has a strong, dominant personality while i am quite submissive. Over the past several years, our marriage has naturally evolved into a Female-Led Rel...
I think to myself all that I am leaving behind, my job, my wife, my friends and family. I have a rush of fear and trepidation, but then I consider that I will be gaining the opportunity to serve at the feet of the Divine Goddess Jessica and Sir. Will my life new life will be better? But then I remember that is inconsequential. The fact is that Goddess and Si...
Prologue Its hard to say what turned Lynnette Mayfield into the all consuming, domineering, super-bitch that she is today, but suffice to say that her first word was "Mine " and it is just as likely to be her last as well. From an early age, love for her didn't mean affection, or kindness, or gentility. It meant complete submission to her and her will, to...
Tarue stood nude before the full length mirror in her cell. The mirror was perfect of surface, evenly silvered. It was the work of several skilled, careful craftsmen to cast such a device. It was an expensive luxury. She would have marveled at when she was a novice. For a Priestess of Worship it was a necessity. She must always have a clear, unclouded view...
The Goddess and her servant. The day has finally arrived. The Goddess has invited me over to completely satisfy her every need and have all of my desires completely fulfilled. Of course I pay the Goddess a generous fee of $100,000 to deem me worthy and grant me permission to enter her Goddess den. It is worth every cent as the Goddess is not like any oth...
Penelope had been bathed and waiting for hours. She wore a negligee that covered her breasts in lace. Her hair was dried and done to perfection. She began to drift into sleep, disappointed that her Goddess had not arrived as promised. Suddenly in her half-conscious stupor, she was awakened by a familiar whisper. "I am here" Penelope opened her eyes and sa...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapters 1 and 2 before reading chapter 3. ***** It was nighttime in NYC, and Jaymie and her 6 Mistresses had just left their apartment to head to Vic...
I was unable to keep a thought in my head. It was only 24 hours since I saw her last and I was unable to function. I have to make this clear; I have never been addicted to anything. I could not understand how people had no control over themselves where they would even put themselves and others in dangerous situations to get what they needed. I get it now.......
Please note that this story is rather extreme, and has elements of forced bi, painplay, etc. If that isn't your sort of thing, this won't be your sort of story. I'm also dropping you in the middle of the tale, as there are a few, much shorter, previous chapters. However, this installment should stand on its own. Constructive criticism is welcome, but I wri...
The next morning I woke up and found Goddess was out of bed. I was happy that she let me sleep after a night of fun. I pulled the sheets off me and noticed my cock cage was back on me. I was fine with it as I love being in chastity. I came out into the living room and noticed Goddess was sitting on the couch watching TV. I went over and said hello and gave h...