The room, or what would be better described as a storage room had a concrete floor and a post and beam construction. There wasn't any natural light in this section of the building which was dimly lit. Mistress K entered the space dressed in black stiletto heels, black mesh stockings held up with a black garter belt and a red mesh g string. On her top she was...
I'd like to share something that has happened thanks to Literotica. When I first started submitting stories for you to read I had one faithful follower. After a story she shared her thoughts and she enclosed her e-mail address. I thought what the hell why not e-mail her and see what happens. I don't want to reveal her identity so I'll just call her "K" ****...
Disclaimer and Notes: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced (heavy emphasis on "forced") feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and dark subject matters. In addition, this story depicts dysphoria, dissociation, and general depression. I hope you do enjoy this chapter if...
It's a normal working day at Doctor K's clinic. She just finished examining a 20 year old college student complaining about chest congestion. It was getting late into the evening there were 2 patients still waiting to see her, the nurse calls in Jenny, after about 10 minutes it's the last patient of the day who had a sore nose and a pain in his lower back....
As the sunlight hits Inga's bedroom the lovely blonde stirs. She opens her eyes and looks at the clock, seeing its after 9 am. Inga can feel the sleeping youngster against her back, his spent cock wedged in between her ass cheeks. The sexy milf can feel his arm around her holding her against him. She loves the feeling of waking up with a sexy 18 year old boy...
Author's Notes: Decades ago, I wrote this story under another nom de plume. Recently came across my original text with old photographs of my first love, and decided to refresh and update it for your reading pleasure. As always, all characters are eighteen or older. Please enjoy. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I recently attended my tenth-year high school reunion. It was good t...
Author's Note: Any feedback, positive or negative that you may have, is always appreciated. I could hardly believe I was walking back up to Mr. K.'s door. I was terrified, unsure and excited at the same time. My mind flashed back over the events of the last week. I had woken on Thursday morning with my whole body, but particularly my breasts and especially...
I was in a fog for the next few days. K was nowhere to be seen and I continued to service the men. I managed to partition my mind - outwardly, I was loving and affectionate, but inside I was empty - dead. I worried that my thoughts could be read - that I felt that if I showed any signs of unease, Miss Akemi would know that I wanted to leave. Oddly enough, fe...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know or own Beyonce Knowles or Anna Kendrick or Brittany Snow or Anna Camp or Hailee Steinfeld or any other celebrities. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. * Beyonce was used to walking into a room and the whole place going silent. She used to be secretly quite proud of it, as she had wor...
The next morning, I was glad when I heard the activity at the gate. So far, her presence mostly meant pain for me, but I think in contrast to the cold floor, darkness and emptiness, I could use a human company, no matter what tortures come along with it. She came in holding a small bag containing some things. I went on all fours immediately. "Good morning,...