Mistress Diane was not usually the anxious type, She was usually totally in control, cool, calm and collected at all times. But today was a little different. She had released Her sub some six months ago, and now felt that enough healing time had lapsed, and She was now in search of a new one. Her quest took her to the local Dungeon where they were having an...
My first story on Literotica! Hope you like x ***** For the longest time, I've crossdressed alone. I taught myself how to climb into girly clothes, how to roll on tights without tearing them, how to put on my wig without it looking like roadkill. It took time, but I slowly learned how to get myself ready to enter girl mode. But there's a few things I've ne...
The Costume Store is an indiscreet shop in the mall. Few people paid it any mind and many walked passed it without giving it a second glance. If they knew what wonders were inside they might have given more thought to going inside. Inside the shop walls were racks and racks of costumes. But not just any costumes. There were costumes that turned the wearer in...
After that night I was hooked. I was hers and she knew it. My Queen knew what buttons to push to further make my life of servitude to her complete. My 'job' since I didn't work at a regular job was to cater to every whim of my King and Queen. She would leave for work in the morning dressed in one of her ever more revealing outfits, giving me a peck on the ch...
My grateful and sincere thanks to my friend Max Martines for the seed of this story. Thank you for allowing me to take your idea and turn it into something better than I would have done on my own. Te quiero mucho. C ***** I took the day off, I really needed to unwind. I decided to use the day off to indulge in my fetish. No use in taking a day off and not...
It was the middle of the night, and I couldn't sleep. She was so warm. Her silky skin pressing against mine was something I had never experienced before. She was so peaceful that I was even wondering if she was still breathing. Her mouth was so close to my neck, and she even drooled on me a little. Never in a thousand years, I could have expected this... G...
Later on that day I make my way into central London and Leicester Square. I'm expecting the cinema where Jess and I are having our 'meet-up' to be one of the big ones that you see on TV when the Brits have a premiere with the stars in attendance. There's none in the vicinity by the name of the Prince Charles though, and I struggle to find a local to ask, the...
Lucy reclined on the plush armchair, enjoying the feeling of Helen's tongue lapping at her slit. A quick, tittering orgasm rippled through her divine body. The pleasure spread throughout the room. Behind Helen, her former stepson, now a hulking beast of muscle and cock, ruthlessly fucked his step mother in the ass. Across the room, Lucy's former husband laid...
Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...
There was little to be seen of the finer detail of her bedlah save for the flashes of bright red diaphanous material that swept by along with the movements of her body. For some the improvised dance in which she was engaged would have been termed belly dancing, but Jemima had always hated that term. It was so typically Western to boil something so ancient an...