Stage One: The Doctor's Orders She knew she had done wrong, but most importantly she knew she'd be in trouble. Those boots had clearly been left out for cleaning, but she was so enthralled with her new present, a pair of beautifully high ballet boots, she just had to 'wear them in'. And so she sat upon the corner of the bed, decadent in her sleek shiny ball...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 7 -- Saturday night spice It was Friday evening. As I'd had to work late, Emma had come up to town after taking her adult beginners' ballet class to meet me at my office. She looked gorgeous as always. After several weeks of warmer weather it was becoming cooler so she was wearing a black leather...
To my Dearest Readers, Thank you kindly for your comments. Makes me feel appreciated. It's the reason I write, and the fuel for my drive. Let me soak it all in while I comfort my laptop, hoping she will work with me instead of against me. I'll light a cigarette and turn on some jams, and try to entertain you all. If you haven't read part one of this series,...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 10 -- Let's burn rubber together "Come and look at this," I said to Emma. In most cases, a woman's entry into a room where her partner is sitting naked except for white plimsolls and ankles socks at a computer looking at internet porn would strike a grievous if not terminal blow to the relationshi...
As I lay on top of the vaulting horse with a clear view of Leonardo and Venus who were both still assuming the position. I focused on the sensations assaulting my body, my cock stretched by the leather cock trap, my cock and balls held in a vise like grip by the "lips" of the leather "pussy", my nipples tormented by the twist lock clamps attached by the smal...
A Note For My Readers, This story is pure fabrication of my fucked up mind, written on my equally, if not more so, fucked up Dell laptop. Now, my usual type writing style isn't that of a "quicky" to get you to cum as quick as possible. I try to involve a bit of depth and actually have as much of a story/plot as the sex involved. In fact this part doesn't h...
The next morning Linda attended Mass at St. Augustine Catholic church with Mary, Fred and, of course, Evan. She wore her modest white and pink floral dress with her white satin corset under the dress for effect. She wanted to get Evan's attention. She sweetly held Evan's hand in the pew. Standing close to him when they shared the hymnal to sing and recite p...
Monday thru Thursday. The week had passed with what was becoming normal. Morning wake up blowjobs then off to work. Joan had started working part time 10:30 to 2 Pm, which left her time to play the good slave. Make all the meals and keeping house. We slowed down the sex and bondage a bit after the intense weekend we had. We made the decision to name the cat...
Authors Note: The following is a continuation (Chapters 9 and 10) of Book 2 of "Donna's Ultra High Heels" which followed Book 1 of the same name, all in the fetish category. It is recommended that this series be read in order. ***** Chapter 9 After arriving back at Ken's apartment from the visit to the Chatsworth's Mansion, Donna and Ken hurried to the...
It was a long time before the whole story came out. The story, oft-clad in rumour and half-truth, of a minor disaster on a little-known stage. It was a story that became a cause célèbre for the proponents of Health & Safety. It is true that Questions Were Asked about the curious earth tremor. It is true that the dancer, Michael Michaelov (whom I knew as Mi...