'Hey Drucilla, wait up' I turned and saw Jamie running up behind me, waving his t-shirt. 'Your are looking splendid as ever Miss Vermont' he remarked when he caught up, looking at my leather mini skirt, thigh high boots, and t-shirt 'Why thankyou kind Sir, but you are late for our rendezvous' 'God, yeah sorry, coach made me stay behind and run laps, he thin...
Apparently, according to stereotypes, as an Asian woman, I am supposed to be weak, submissive, and obsessed with pleasing white dudes. Well, that's definitely not who I am. For starters, I am fond of men of color. Pale and stale males definitely don't do it for me. My name is Tina Chang, and I'm a Chinese-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario....
PART III: MEETING HYPO-LIAM The celebration did not last long. With an uproar, the doors to Jane's special tattoo parlor swung open and in came another set of six huge sumo wrestlers. They were carrying a man just as gingerly as they had carried in Draguette an hour before. They were followed by an equally raucous group of Chinese women, all elegantly dress...
It all began with a cigarette. My daily route was a balcony at my company's building. I used to smoke a couple of cigarettes per day, chill out, watch the outside traffic wondering about all the things that bugged me, or made me joy, and from time to time had a talk with people that all knew me as I knew them. Smokers. I always had something to talk about an...
The day after her meeting with her Master Mrs Lewis woke up feeling horny knowing she was going to masturbate as soon as her husband left for work. As soon as she heard the car pull away she emptied the bag Master had given her on the bed. There was a bra that was merely a set of straps, a suspender belt, open crotch panties, two pairs of seemed fishnet st...
This is the third in the "Great Recession" series of short stories. It picks up immediately after the second. This and all future stories are dedicated to my own Goddess and Queen, my wife, Mistress Marie. _______________ Laura's collaring was not as significant as I might have led you to believe. She immediately explained it was a training collar for the...
Days turned to weeks and weeks to months. Lori continually teased and tormented my poor cock and balls for hours at a time 3 or 4 times a week. I was milked weekly as usual. Ashley made appearances from time to time but as yet had not brought me another creampie to eat. I was hoping she had forgotten. After a couple of months Lori removed my ball stretcher a...
It was late July and Sister Joanne was walking back to the convent after inspecting the apple orchard. She would do this more and more frequently through summer, thinning the fruit and improving the crop. The orchard was some 2 miles from the convent and she enjoyed her walk as it allowed her to relax, and let her mind wander away from her religious teaching...
Note: This story is the eighth and final episode in a short series entitled "Louis Makes a Decision". If you have not read the previous seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories...
This is part two of a story involving cuckolding and male power exchange. Please read no further if this offends you. --------- I was on my knees, helping my wife Kelli attach her garter belt to her stockings. I leaned forward and planted on a kiss on her newly trimmed pussy. "Now, now," she said, "Let's save that for Ron." Based on the email that he sen...