Mistress: I am here as instructed, at the side of the bed, on the floor, on my knees, nude except for my collar. I have cleaned myself, both inside and out. I felt demeaned, kneeling nude in the bathroom, head against the tile as I inserted and gave myself the enema, filling myself with the warm soapy water solution. Placing more and more in me, until I cou...
In the first chapter, Nancy found his ad in the Personals section of her campus newspaper. His requirement was very specific: "Serious older disciplinarian seeks college freshman for bladder control training and discipline. Must be Lolita type 18 or older. Should look 15 or 16 years old – a hint of 'baby fat' a plus..." If you don't remember Nancy, she had...
I would stand in front of the class, take off all of my clothes, and tell the other girls to do the same. At first they'd giggle nervously but eventually they'd throw off their clothes and join me. We would all stand there for a few minutes admiring our sexy bodies before starting our yoga routine. At least that's how imagined it would happen; but that's not...
On the way home in her large Jaguar, my wife tried to suppress a snicker, which became a snigger, and finally a full-blown laugh. We were giving her sexy best friend, Paula Pain, a lift back to our place for drinks after my second humiliation session with Maitresse Yvette, and I was – naturally – in the back seat, my rightful place, I guess, now I was being...
The hour passed slowly, her body's continued torture making the minutes drag. At last, Blaine returned, bringing with him her salvation. She breathed heavily, the vibration in her pussy making her horny for him. "Well pet, have you learned a little self-control?" He asked her. Violet took another breath. "Yes Master, pet has learned." She replied. She didn...
Prince Kutberth Alexandrio Lothair was absolutely fascinated by the painting Kosette presented to him on the morning following the latest meeting Rosanda had with the king. He was given the painting in a small drawing room, and there weren't any servants about. Rosanda peered at the scene from behind an open doorway. She could have gone into the room. Ther...
I got around to unpacking our stuff the next day. I unpacked Mom's in her bedroom. I didn't know quite where she kept all her different clothes, but I thought I'd better try my best, it was all I could do for her, give her a tidy clean home on her return, whenever that was going to be. It would make me feel like a good boy and hopefully keep my mind off worr...
While out on her walk, Emma spent the time deciding how to deal with Simon and by the time she had got back she had hatched a plan to punish him. On entering the house, she went straight to her study to pick up a pad and pen and then went up to the bedroom to check on Simon. As she hoped, he had obeyed her instructions and her black thong was still in place,...
Ezmerelda Ch. 01: Spanking Clean “Ezmarelda, would you please do something about the laundry today. And I’ll take tea in my study at ten thirty. I would like to have a word with you then.” That voice, so deep and resonant produced by the exaggerated length of his vocal cords and formation of his throat, manifested itself in a deep, static, rumbling that...
Terry's house was an immaculate three story affair with vaulted ceilings, adorned with expensive art, and otherwise an abode seemingly beyond her pay scale. My wife had told me, well before any of our current adventures began, that years ago Terry had dated the owner of their company. While the romance didn't work out, she left him for Bill, her current husb...