After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
Michael stared blankly at the thin white plastic diaper in his hands. His drained dick was already getting excited again at the notion of wearing one after all these years, especially one full of the filth currently weighing down his white briefs. He suddenly heard a rubbery pop and looked up. James was donning a pair of disposable surgical gloves and threw...
"Yes, Ms. Deborah..." I almost stammer, "I think the kind of procedure I'm here for today is called a 'Prince Albert.'" Her pretty blue eyes grow very wide as she stares at me. She blinks at me once, twice- maybe four times... She knits her eyebrows. Finally, she shakes her head a little- flipping her amazing hair. She says, "That's a piercing I can only d...
Dear Reader, Thank you for all your encouragements and positive feedback. I was afraid that the second part might disappoint, and it took me a while to find the guts to get back into the story. This installment moves the story along to the interaction between Belle and Sean. I tried to keep the sensitive tone and the emotions of the first part but I must...
She could tell her husband was having a fussy night. He was doing that thing where he paces around the apartment and claims he's not sure what to do with himself. Never mind all the gadgets he's got lying around. Hell, he could even read a book if he was that desperate for something to do. She attempted to ignore him and focus on the game on her phone. Thes...
In the darkness, Aimee laid awake feeling pressure on her bladder and a wetness between her tan legs. She had the whole king-size bed to herself because her fiancé, Clark, had gone a business trip. However, it wasn't as fun as Aimee thought it would be. She was being punished for cumming without permission a few nights ago so that meant no playing with herse...
I lay in bed waiting for you, only wearing a blanket to cover from others that may enter. Knowing what you have planned, I hide my erection under the blankets so no one will see it. The jingle of your keys upon the desk signals that you are here. My cock twitches in anticipation as I squeeze the blanket tighter and begin blushing. You open the door and step...
It was Friday evening as I sat at my cluttered desk, staring at a spreadsheet and trying to work through a column of numbers, a loud, mechanical humming sound interrupted my thoughts. What was that racket? It was late in the evening, so I doubted many of my co-workers were still around, and my curiosity now aroused I went to investigate. Down the hall the ne...
Note contains strong themes of gaslighting, humiliation, anal, and messy diapers. You have been warned. ***** "If I take care of your bottom, it's mine to use as I see fit." Daddy would say often. In practice what it meant that after one of her many humiliating diaper changes. Or a stinging spanking ("an important part of caring for a little girls behind!...
Contains: hypermess, hyperstink ____ DONG! DONG! DONG! The church bell signaled that it was 3 PM in the quaint suburban neighborhood of Fouler Hill. Cars rolled along steadily in the streets, a dog or two here and there poking their heads out of the windows. An old couple crossed the street where a school bus stopped to release some children, who raced each...