Clark Stevens was a pillar of society; a well-known financier looked up to by many with envy, but he had a fetish which no amount of money could pay for. He had a daughter of his own, and had had more than a passing interest in the friends she often brought home with her; the pool in the garden visible from an upstairs window, where he would nurse his erect...
This saga is set sometime in the not too distant future. A world which has recovered from an apocalyptic disaster brought on by men is now run ruthlessly by women. Small feudal citadels within walled towns are run by despotic females; each town with its own rules. Fortified Manor houses with tiny surrounding hamlets are owned by less ambitious females. The p...
Victoria was aroused as never before having witnessed the harsh and permanent treatment of the male; she knew the newly castrated wretch would be looked after, put to good use by one mistress or another and displayed as a novelty, his permanent humiliation assured he would now know and enjoy new life at the hands of women. The crowd applauded as Sylvia Renne...
Victoria tried to maintain her elegant and confident posture as she led Eric by the new symbol of enslavement he now wore willingly about his neck. She could not help but breathe heavily as her pussy buzzed with sheer excitement in the tight leather she was now so keen to remove; she and Eric were now alone for the first time, and she would express her domin...
**This is Room 4. You may wish to read Room 1, 2 and 3 to follow Jay's experience in the Institution. I welcome feedback and ideas, so feel free to send through.** ---------- David and Jay entered the elevator that connected the apartment back to the main foyer of the Institution. David brought with them the girl who moments before had been fucking hersel...
Preparations for Afternoon Tea Director's cut * Scene One: Backstage "Ah, there you are my pretty pet! All nice and comfy on your pretty perch, are we?" I hear Miss Debra's cheerful voice from behind me. I scan the large, ornate, gold-framed mirror hanging on the wall before me, straining my corseted neck to determine her whereabouts. I quickly spot the...
This was Miles' first sight of the woman simply known as Madam Zandra, and would be the last time he saw England. The tanned woman sneered down at him as Myra had him stumble on his knees to her, the leash pulled tighter as he was moved close enough to smell the sweet perfumes of the woman who would now on own him, and would control his destiny... his cock b...
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Will was in a strange trance-like state as he was led from the assessment room; he was told to put his trousers and shirt back on, he did so; he was told to go with the lady outside who had been summoned by bell-pull, he did so; he was told to strip again whilst overseen by three stern women in the bath-house, he did so. Will had not been imprisoned, but fel...
Two new pretty things for Mistresses. Expensive red shoes & a slavegirl I finished off my makeup in the mirror, by applying a final touch of lip gloss & just the tiniest extra hint of mascara to the tips my lashes. I had spent over 2 hours in the process, in the bath & waxing my body all over & especially intimately. Painting my toenails & primping myself....