Just a bit of details, some of you were asking... Any similarities are entirely coincidence and blah blah blah... And of course everyone's over eighteen. .. Hello dear readers. I hope you've enjoyed things so far. Just for your information, this is Jane. Mistress Jane to some of you. Jane Kessler to my associates. Janey to my close friends. I guess...
The dinner date between Jane and Debbie was a true success, as the former made no attempt to hide her affection for the latter. In fact, she was quite possessive and aggressive with her sex slave, fondling her and reminding her who was the boss. To a woman who recently accepted her role so well because it involved a submissive role, it was easy enough to wel...
Rather quiet reception for the last two chapters, so I guess it's time to bring this to a close..? Thanks to all my readers/voters/commenters. (I nearly stuck this in 'Romance' instead, btw.) Txxx *** 'How's it going with your boys? Are they behaving?' A few weeks later, Lindsay was sitting with Sarah watching Harford Park play. Adam and Gavin were bot...
**Thankyou for everyone's kind comments. Please read Weekend with Sir, chapters one and two first as this is the continuing story** * Her cunt seeped juice. The butt plug that was still firmly nuzzled in her ass was suddenly ripped from its hiding place, and quickly replaced with the Domme's huge fuck toy. The slut screamed from the combined pain and pl...
I lay there, straining to hear something, any noise that would indicate what's going on. Who the hell showed up? What's going to happen to me? The fear taking over me spurred the limpest dick I had all night, surely I wouldn't be of any use now. Then finally heard footsteps approaching, oh gawd, what backlash would I be facing?? My Domme entered, standing ju...
I've been living with Janet for ten years now and for the first eight all was well. But over the last two years things have changed completely, and not for the better. I started looking at various sites over the years, you know the type, and I concentrated on cross-dressing and transvestite sites. But this would only be every now and then. I did look at othe...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** She starts to walk passed me but stops. I curtsy as she enters your home. She suddenly turns to me, the front door still o...
All characters are over 18. Chapter 1 It began on Facebook. Well, what story doesn't nowadays? I was looking through people's updates and I paused over a friend's photo of a trip to the zoo with her boyfriend. Some of her other Facebook friends had left appreciative messages and it was one of those that caught my eye. Not the message, which just said "Gorg...
Emma lead me through a couple of corridors and into a well furnished bedroom/living area with its own double bed, TV and kitchenette. At the foot of the bed was a cage big enough to comfortably fit two people and there were blankets and cushions as well as two bowls on the floor of it. "Welcome to my home." Emma's voice broke me out of my study of the room'...
You are in a simple dungeon with a wooden floor and metal restraints decorating the ceiling and wall. Reddish light glows from alcoves covered in ornate fans. In front of you stands a domme- one of my female guards who has systematically punished and trained you throughout the last few weeks. She has straight darkbrown hair and is dressed in a tight leather...