After being given permission by Sheriff Stone to leave his office, I had to undergo the ignominy of redressing in front of him and the drunken inmates. I felt ridiculous having to put my baby doll outfit on again, but it was a hell of a lot better than standing in front of them in my birthday suit. With cheers and whistles from the inmates ringing in my ear...
My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...
Samantha Harris was infuriated to hear from her daughter Dianne that, Grace Vincent, the 34-year-old governess Samantha had hired to supervise her two children, Dianne and Jason, both in their early 20s, had already misbehaved on the job. While Samantha knew that Dianne, who had been humiliated by Miss Vincent in front of Jason and Samantha during their init...
Joy left the Headmaster's office, her mind in turmoil. Her ass still stung from the spankings, her pussy was still wet from the Headmaster's strong fingers, her nipples still hard and erect. She also remembered the Headmaster's hard on in his pants and the pain on his face as he was obviously in need of relief. Surely he enjoyed it? But why did he quit? May...
I was sitting at home, contemplating what had just happened to me. My ass was stinging and I was excited. I really wanted to just go upstairs and masturbate and was about to when the telephone rang. The caller ID let me see it was Alayne. My heart began to beat hard in my chest ... and had feelings of sexual excitement as well as fear. "Hello" I said into t...
(If you are reading this before the first installment you may well be in need of discipline.) *** miss phillips walked on hands and knees to the end of the bed. In the soft light she stopped in front of another mirror. It was as if she were gazing into a portal, watching her breasts swaying like a harlot/housewife in exquisitely shot European erotica. To h...
[This is a story in a series that chronicles Karen's development as a domme. All characters and recollections of events involve characters who are 18 years of age or older. Some bodily functions are involved, so those who dislike that should stop here.] * Karen's boyfriend Rod had been extra attentive to all of her desires ever since she had disciplined h...
Sorry for the delay. If you have not read the first installment you do so now. Perhaps not an order, but we both know you need discipline. ***** Miss Phillips walked on hands and knees to the end of the bed. In the dim light she stopped in front of another mirror. She found herself gazing into a portal, watching her breasts swaying like a harlot/housewife...
Several months had passed since dinner with Jenny and although we had decided not to have a relationship, as such, we had now become friends with benefits or, rather more directly, fuck buddies, as Jenny calls it. Each free to do as we liked, with who ever we liked. So we met up from time to time for what Jenny calls a jolly good shag. I had recently had th...
Prudence D'Orvell drew up outside The imposing entrance to Mannerly Hall in her Riley, the navy blue car covered with a fine layer of dust and bird lime, having been parked at the local rail station for the past few weeks, its driver having been on one of her regular jaunts on the boat-train to Europe. Prudence stepped out, a footman maintaining a look of st...