I will bring you your Magic Wand and Trigasm. And suck on your toes, while you enjoy every spasm. Your humiliated sissy in panties, tights, and stilettos. This is the sixth chapter of my wife's execution of the punishment poem I submitted to her suggesting ways to atone for my inability to control my orgasm. Please read the earlier chapters for the full...
Jane and I had been working together for about six months. She was transferred from the Chicago office for a project that was dragging on interminably. She is very effective in her work, approaching everything she does with great initiative and a professional attitude. Her credentials are exceptional - top undergraduate and graduate education, top tier firms...
There she was. Long hair flowing over her shoulders. Medium sized breasts lifted up by the wire in her corset. Beneath that, a black leather skirt. Above it, a proud and delicate face – strong but thoughtful. She was sitting deeply in a tall-backed chair, her legs crossed, unafraid and watching my every move. An empty glass of wine sat on the table beside he...
We rise from the floor of your bedroom, our bodies covered in a sheen of sex sweat and cum. I place my hand in yours and we head off to the master bath adjoining your bedroom. Inside the bath, there is a large Jacuzzi tub, a separate shower room, having shower heads on both the left and right walls and several shower heads around the walls, a row at shoulder...
It's now been five days since the headmistress at my daughter's school revealed herself to me as my Mistress. The Mistress that I thought was half the world away and eight hours behind me. Within the last few days she has answered all of my queries on how and why she kept the truth from me. She also said that if I had been in the next town she would have car...
One night I was chatting with my Mother. She had recently asked me about Greg my best friend at that time as well. "Does Greg still like you?" She asked one night. No I answered why? "Well I know he likes to spend the night and all… and I realize you two aren’t …active that way any more, but I woke up Saturday evening and he was in the bathroom. I waited out...
She usually swam at the pool in her neighborhood, but on occasion, and on this occasion, she swam at the Hollywood Y, where the water was warmer and there was a Jacuzzi for a soak afterward. The timing was perfect. Work had been annoying, moreso than usual, and she'd hurried to get done so she could leave the job behind and lose herself in water. She felt...
The small farm tractor chugged along with loud pops and bangs, trudging on across the dusty path deeper into the cornfield. The familiar green tractor tugged behind it an old wooden trailer; from the looks of it hand made and never maintained nonetheless there was a load of passengers piled onto it. Just under a half dozen of them laid out on dirty wood and...
Jennifer sat in the coffee house, waiting. Her hands kept touching the cup in front of her or her hair - reflexively adjusting it, stealing glances at herself in the floor to ceiling window by her table. Men walked by with furtive glances. This was new. She got her share of attention – early thirties, slim, pale blue eyes, and shoulder length auburn hair jus...
By Switchhitter46 I live for the moment I hear that catch in her throat with our first kiss. Her breathing getting heavier with each tender touch and caress of her sensitive places, I wait for those three words she will not say..., yet. Catherine - Chapter 26 Knock, Knock, Hi It's Me It's the multiple tap, tap, taping sound of leather heels on hard wood...