Slutslave At last, you are where you belong, at my mercy, in my lair. How it pleases me to see you, naked and afraid at my feet. But it's not my beautiful feet that you begged to worship tonight, is it slut? This was why I had to punish your worthless hide with my sharp, painted nails. No, you spurned my beautiful, shapely feet and begged instead to pay ho...
She had watched him most of the night. He sat alone at the bar. Several women had approached him, but he sent them all away. He was hers. She had complete control over him. From her table in the corner she studied him. His brown hair had highlights of red and hung to his broad shoulders. The black tee shirt he wore accentuated his muscled back and biceps. H...
I'm laying down on the floor. My hands are bound in front of me. My ankles are tied together. She has stuffed a sock in my mouth and it's sticking out. "Mmmmpppph" "Mmmppppphh" I push the sock out with my tongue. "So when are you going to untie me?" I ask. "How'd you get that sock out of your mouth?" she responds. "I pushed it out with my tongu...
Chapter 1 – Ready to Play? It starts innocently enough - your young wife sits beside you, wearing a stunning a-line dress, her long legs curled under her. As normal at this time of night she's painting her beautifully manicured nails a luscious colour. Tonight it's plum. Yet this time she has a huge grin on her face. You pretend to read as she strokes the v...
Her nails slide though her long red hair. Dreamlessly her eyes peer from under the locks.. Shewas somewhere else. Her movements were slow and controlled as she let her left leg slide off ofthe edge of the table as the other was curled to her chest. She was clad in his shirt and nothing else.. A half lit cigarette in her fingertips..He watched as it was broug...
We had had 'The Talk' in the afterglow of that first evening of sex in our newly-revised relationship, less than a month before we exchanged vows. There is nothing more abjectly terrifying – for either person – than laying bare your soul at such an intimate level. He admitted his wants, needs, and desires; I reciprocated. He did, indeed, have a 'sissy' strea...
I had practiced my make up just for today three times in the week preceding just to make sure I had it right. Not only that I had spent a fortune on getting my nails done and my hair changed. My previously dyed blonde hair was now dyed jet black. My nails done this morning were long fake high quality black ones. What made these expensive were they were long...
Let me begin by saying YES there are spelling errors, errors in grammar, and run on dialog. I did have a volunteer editor review this. I did have others on another hosting site offer comments and critique. I did my best to take that into consideration and make changes. I am not an English lit grad. I just feel that since I read and comment on others work I s...
All characters in this story are over 21 years old. This is a fictional fantasy that contains elements of both femdom and transsexual/cross-dressers niche, it is focused on humiliation. This is the first of a new series. I would love your feedback. ***** Chastity was difficult for Tim. It was like being in a permanent state of arousal, but never with any c...
Clary kept telling herself that she trusted these women. But in so little time she was completely confused and disoriented. She remembered the party last night. It was exciting with lots of pretty people, sexy people, interesting people. However, with all the pretty, sexy, interesting people in the room, she found herself watching five women who seemed to fl...