I was waiting for him when he arrived home. I'd dressed and prepared myself for him just as he liked. I wore red latex thong panties beneath a black latex mini skirt, a black latex corset with ties up the front and red accents. I'd completed my outfit with black latex high-heeled boots laced up the inner seam to the top of my thighs, black latex opera length...
Please read A Crossdressers Dream part 1 before moving on to this story. *** I was glued to the big screen as my wife helped the 11 inches of strippers cock ease into Karen's well lubed ass. Karen was enjoying every inch. "That's it big boy fuck that sweet latex ass, fuck it hard, fuck it deep," yelped Karen. My wife was also very vocal with encouragemen...
Author's note: Even if it's the only slash-fic I've ever written, it's still slash-fic. Of course it's going to be ridiculous. Enjoy. Rogue brushed the last of the metal fragments off the front of her skin-tight battle costume and flicked the OFF switch—the Danger Room powered down, and shut off anything dangerous that wasn't already broken. She'd made qu...
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...
Making my way to my car, my eyes caught sight of her, the car's bonnet open looking into the engine, I wondered if she had any clue regarding mechanics. Checked her out she had a leather dress, boots up to her knee, a slim body, and too good looking to know about engines, so I thought. Out of curiosity and more I went over and offered her my assistance. Her...
In the taxi she reflected on what had just happened. She had been taken by a man she hardly knew, but already trusted deeply to a dark club where she had been a toy for strangers to explore and arouse. She had been intimately exposed and wanton in surrendering to her own pleasure in a way that would have shocked even her a couple of hours earlier. All the t...
It's the middle of the night. I hear him slumbering restlessly beside me as I stare unblinking at the clock near the bed. It's 3 a.m....but I should know that without looking. I seem to have a knack for that...knowing the time that is...the hour...the minute...the second. I can't sleep. Why don't I have a knack for THAT? There are things that I could be do...
As I wrapped up my shower, I stepped out and saw my outfit for the day. A bright gold latex cat suit. The suit ran from my neck to my feet, which it included six inches heels. My sliver posture collar would go on over the neck of the latex. Being that I was Mistress Michelle's only personal slave I wore gold latex and only a collar. The house slaves, meaning...
It is to be her third visit to her new master. The pleasure she felt at her first visit was fantastic. The pleasure she experienced at her second visit was beyond anything she could have ever imagined. She had no idea such pleasures even existed, let alone that they were attainable. Her new Master seems to know exactly what it is she needs and when she needs...
After the initial mind control Jessica put me through, she further convinced or coerced me to move in. Most of my stuff ended in a warehouse excepting for some of my clothing. She is taking me deeper into submission, I'm losing the knowledge of who I am or was, her obsessive control over me makes me dependent of her and a willing subject to her whim. My like...