A story about perverted revenge Pete wasn't your average 19 year old boy. Unlike hanging out with guys and chasing girls Pete enjoyed dressing up in women's high heel boots and wearing sexy feminine leather. He was very much into the whole fetish S&M scene and enjoyed purvey nights at domination clubs and fetish balls. Pete lived with an old lady called S...
As the train slowed down and drew into York station Mark smiled at his wife Serena and asked how she felt. 'Nervous, and as horny as hell,' she replied. The train slowed to a halt and Mark and Serena got off and made their way off the platform where they were due to meet Robert, Mrs Wyles' assistant. They held hands as they approached the ticket barrier an...
Pete was extremely satisfied with what he had done to both James and Marco and he knew neither of them would dare tell any of the other gang members what he put them through out of pride. Neither would risk the humiliation. The next day Pete was all dressed in his leather and boots and enjoyed time at home chatting online to friends and perverts whom he'd se...
The conversations of the hall merged among the guests into an unintelligible mess. Fancy dressed too, I hated wearing heels. Not just because they were uncomfortable, but because if I refused to wear them, I would be even shorter than everyone else by comparison. I was four feet, eleven and three-quarters of an inch. As if it was not enough to be short, I h...
My wife and I have been married for 13 years now, together for 16. We've had our share of fun sexually, and recently my wife especially had enjoyed her sexuality. My wife at one point had 2 salons she was running but due to the craziness of our kids schedule and overhead with bills, we decided it would be best to consolidate and just have her take care of...
She knew better. Everything told her not to go. But that was part of the thrill after all, wasn't it? She felt her nipples grow hard, and wondered if everyone on the train also noticed it under the coat that was her sole article of clothing other than her black strappy stilettos. She felt like she could feel her embarrassment in everyone's faces. But th...
* This is my first submission. While I write my little stories strictly for my own amusement, and all comments are welcome.* * The door clicked closed behind him as he entered the dimly lit booth. He threw the small bolt on the inside of the door, securing it behind him. Safety first, after all. The video screen on the wall was dark, and he knew to drop...
My knees were starting to throb along with my wrists, but I was only faintly aware of that fact. The hard wooden floor was unforgiving beneath me, and it had been days since I'd had any significant amount of sleep or food, but my pains and problems were the furthest thing from my mind. Her toes brushed my cheek and I trembled, a wave of giddy warmth rushing...
The following is a true story that happened to me during the summer of 1998. (And I am dead serious) I would like any and all feedback on this story after you read it. What parts did you like, what got you hot, even parts you hated. I also have many more stories like the one below and to get them all you have to do is ask. Enjoy ladies this one is for you an...
Part IV. Collared Mistress Wendy sat down and watched him closely as he removed his polo shirt, shorts and underpants. She made him just stand there, shifting a little nervously, naked except for the chastity harness. Her long legs crossed, Mistress Wendy afforded a beautiful view of her thighs beneath her sundress, which had hiked up a bit as she lounged b...