Breathing deep. I've been preparing for this, but I'm nervous. Today is the Tour-de-Fat. I've decided that I'm going to engage in some long-term public bondage and see how well I can blend into the insanity. The route for the Tour rides past my house. I'm intending on joining the fray and riding roughly eight blocks with the tour and then continuing on ano...
Matt was in the kitchen as usual preparing breakfast. He'd been instructed to prepare all the meals according to a specific menu plan each day. He finished the sauce for the eggs Benedict got on his knees and waited. He was wearing frilly pink crotchless panties and a matching bra, his bright pink CB 6000xs chastity device was barely peeking out between...
22 year old Spalding Tyll walked home disconsolately, his knapsack hanging off his arm. It had now been 103 days since Mother had allowed him to masturbate, and it was hanging heavy on his young balls. Mother was mad at Spalding... She was going to punish him through humiliation by making him jerk off in front of the hottest cheerleader at Buttermilk Fall...
Dear Shoeblossom Deuce, my second son is finally beating me at Ping-Pong. The ball flies over my head! When I was a kid the balls were just white, but now they come in neon orange! Deuce looks relieved, I wonder why. Is it because I have always punished him, taking his pants down and spanking him hard with my paddle when I beat him at table tennis...what a...
At 9am the next morning, Amy and Sarah walked out of their building, along the river and into a nearby cafe. Amy was wearing a fitted grey woolen top and an above knee length brown suede skater skirt. Amy had chosen the skirt especially to hide the steel chastity belt beneath. Sarah wore a black woolen jumper and short frayed denim shorts, with a pair of han...
Tiffany. Maria. Sandy. Destiny. Chastity repeated the names to herself as she directed a coy smile at the man she had brought back to her apartment. Tiffany. Maria. Sandy. Destiny. They were the names of the women he had raped and then sent to the grave in one case and into the ICU with the others. They were women like her—women who shared an... affliction...
Feminazi key holder. "Starting bids at $1 to purchase this man?" That question was the beginning of the end of my life as a free man. I had fallen foul of the new debtor laws. Essentially we had returned to Roman style indentured servitude when made bankrupt. Your debt was sold to the highest bidder and you were their legal property for life. "I bid $1",...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapters 1 and 2 before reading chapter 3. ***** It was nighttime in NYC, and Jaymie and her 6 Mistresses had just left their apartment to head to Vic...
Headache... It's cold in here... Am I lying on the floor? Bright light... Can't see a thing, everything is blurred... High heels clacking on the floor... Must be Eve... Did I pass out? "Eve, honey what happened?" "Ah, you finally woke up. Welcome to Chastity Mansion! How does the cage feel?" Am I awake? Can't be, I must still be dreaming. I'm in a room fu...
Dear Shoeblossom: What will happen now? Yesterday, Pebbles summoned me from the closet (I undress and kneel there as soon as I come in from work) and instructed me to put on my pink panties and my pink and purple lacy floral print baby doll nightie and high heels. I walked into the living room, and there was Peb, and her sister Faye, and the six guys in my...