Some readers might find my use of Madame or the abbreviation Mme in this story a little formal or old fashioned. This I have done quite deliberately for two reasons. First, the story takes place in rural France where the old fashioned rules of politeness are still observed. With the family, close friends or children forenames and informal (2nd person singula...
I woke the next morning and saw that I was still alone in the bed and I had managed to sleep all night in the ladies clothes although I had planned to get up in the middle of the night and slip into one of my nighties and give Cath a nice surprise when she woke up. I climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom. I passed water and brushed my teeth and washed...
"I'll see you in a few days hon. Have you seen the news? No. Been busy, have you? Okay Tally, try not to miss me so much." "Oh Daddy, I really miss you, but I'm trying not to be too bored without you." The alluring brunette blew a kiss to Carly who was perched on the bed, waiting for her to come back. They'd barely gotten out of bed in the past few days, ot...
Samantha had been feeling a little unsure of herself since the tryout at Madame Calvert's. Three days had past, and she knew that a notice was imminent. Would she be the next star of the most esteemed pooping club in the country, or would he be among the many who didn't make the cut? She hadn't been posting as much on her Instagram. However, she had been lo...
Busty Brabra Walks Home From School with stops along the way Barbra Biggerbouncy skipped down the school steps, one of the last students to leave the building. She had had to attend another Student - Teacher conference with Mr. Longchamp, her math teacher. He had once again disapproved of her appearance. Her blouse was much too tight he had said. Barbra...
There was no going back. Well, I suppose, looking back, that I could just have said 'No, I've changed my mind', and left. But at the time, it seemed inevitable. There we were, the three of us, giggling, nervous, blushing, looking at the others and alternately thinking 'what a slut!' and 'god her tits are lovely -- I wonder if mine are good enough?' Each o...
[Author's note: This story was originally posted in "Lesbian Sex", but due to the heavy sadomasochistic themes of the series, I have moved it to "BDSM".] ***** --Dr Isabella Pacetti's Notes: To recap: Sophie Burton has started a new job as assistant to a novelist, Marie Alderney. She has moved into the author's house and befriended her maid, Katy. Harbour...
"Let's play." The words barely left his lips but he noticed her raise an eyebrow while she gave a smile that turned into a sneer. "You know what to do," she said, a bit gruffly. Obediently, he walked downstairs, undressed and sat down on "his chair" up against the wall. He could barely contain his sexual excitement. While he waited he looked around the...
Part 1 "Thee" Submissive is finally here. If you do not know what I am talking about, feel free to message me privately. This story is not going to be like my others. I was talking to a friend of mine and we came across the topic of what I think makes a good Dominant. By the end of the discussion, my friend made it clear to me that they would be interested...
Boy Brides - Public Punishment Part One During the following week I was interested to hear how Darren and David had settled into the KBG and, so when a further opportunity arose to ask them, I discovered very similar experiences in the beginning and then complete opposites as time went on. Darren was first to tell me and his story continues as follows. "T...