My name is Rachael, and this is the continuing story of my transition from a teenage boy to a grown woman. In the previous book I attended and graduated from Radford. My boyfriend, Steve, went on to play professional baseball and I stayed in Radford, returned to school and studied advanced biology for two years, becoming educated in all the ways of transgend...
My sweet slave, Good Morning, Aria, your Master has a special assignment for you today. The purpose of the assignment is so that you may more closely feel my dominance while I am at work this morning. I know that you may find this an enjoyable task, but the reason I have in assigning it is to keep you completely focused on your Master. I will return for lun...
The next morning there seemed to be nothing unusual in our routine. I brought you a cup of tea in bed and I had a cup of coffee. You showered while I made the bed and did some ironing. You made yourself another cup of tea and, as I thought, started to dress and dry your hair while I showered. When I came out of our en-suite, you had dried you hair and put o...
Miss Olivia was busy applying a leather belt to the ass and legs of her favorite slave, Petra, who was hanging red-faced and helpless by her breasts in Miss Olivia's dungeon. A chime rang, announcing the arrival of a guest to the mansion, but Miss Olivia did not slow down or hesitate for a second, knowing that Bailey would answer the door promptly Bailey cer...
Juliette and I hadn’t seen each other in almost two months. The last time we’d even spoken to one another on the phone had been a disaster. And the last time we’d seen each other…well, let’s just say that things had not gone well. So when she called and said that she was coming over…’to get a few things and maybe talk’ I didn’t know what to think. Of course,...
"Be here in fifteen minutes, slut. Coat and thigh highs only!" I hang up having just got in from work and having sorted the evenings entertainment. I'd said the keyword so she was mine to command until I released her or she safe-worded. She never has yet but she had been close on occasion. I move to the kitchen and fix myself a G+T, removing my shirt as I d...
Chapter 5 – A Bid for Freedom The next morning, as Emma ate her breakfast, the phone rang. "Good morning. Emma Stewart speaking!" she announced brightly, refreshed after a good night's sleep, with no nightmares. "You are NOT Emma Stewart, Slut!" shouted a familiar voice. Emma was suddenly flustered. "Oh! Sorry, Madam; I forgot. Leila speaking, Madam! Wha...
All Roger could say about his best friend, Carlotta, is that he has been in love with her since they were teens. She, of course, has never believed that for an instance. They went their separate ways after high school with Roger getting married and moving to California and she moving to central Florida with her new husband. However, they never lost touch wit...
"Are you sure about this?" In response, she just smiled at me. The minx; she knew. Taking her hand, I led her off the shaded balcony down the three back steps onto the beach, to two tall palm trees growing perhaps three meters apart. The surf on the coral reef 40 meters out from the shore was higher than normal. Her green eyes blinked in the tropical sun....
**Disclaimer: I am aware that leaving someone in a position like this while unsupervised is dangerous. This is erotic fiction. It's a fantasy. It doesn't have to follow the rules of reality.** * He'd tied her in a painful position, and he knew it by her tortured gaze. He'd set her, pussy first, upon a thin triangle shaped bar that had been raised higher th...