At her dorm Joy lay on her bed thinking about the afternoon. She smiled at the pleasure that she derived from the Headmaster. Joy knew that Miss Kneed was playing with herself. This gave Joy an immense deal of pleasure. She was sure that she wanted to have the attention of Headmaster. Perhaps, Joy thought, this would be just the thing to make Miss Kneed a pe...
This is a story about my executive assistant, Alexa White. My name is Aaron Addison, I'm a successful hedge fund manager living in New York and while I imagine that sounds interesting believe me, the job is so amazingly boring that I rely on Miss White for more than I'm comfortable admitting. That's probably why I pay her more in annual salary than I pay mys...
Author's Disclaimer: The Rose Diaries is an incredibly dark story focusing on forced (heavy emphasis on "forced") feminization of a completely non-compliant individual. There are elements of non-consent, violence, and dark subject matters. In addition, this story depicts dysphoria, dissociation, and general depression. I hope you do enjoy this chapter if y...
Once the fire in her bottom has quietened down, and she can think more clearly, Clare Davenport is moved by what took place in Miss Bulstrode's class. She was on the point of receiving a terrible caning - and several girls spoke up, and put their necks on the line for her. Aside from Tina Dukes, no-one in Hazely has ever supported her like that before. And w...
He didn't want to look. But he had to look. It turned his stomach to look. But Jeff had to look. Why 'had'? For several reasons. His Domme Miss Sophia ordered him to look. His wife Rebecca ordered him to look. So he had to obey. But also, he had to look in the same sick, twisted way that people look at car wrecks and other disasters, both hoping to see s...
As Jim made his way back to the stable block he was, once again, left wondering what had just happened. No one could have missed the sexual tension that there had been between them, in his mind he could still feel Miss Worthing's big toe rubbing against his nipple and his penis, crushed in its cage, was letting him know just how aroused he'd been. But more t...
I stood there nervously in the front of the room, my family and friends nearby. I was dressed in my tux, boutonniere pinned to my lapel. A line of my groomsmen flanked me as organ music played in the sunlit church. I heard the pastor exclaim, "Everyone, stand," and the crowd stood up to witness Staci, my bride-to-be, being escorted arm in arm with her father...
It was around noon on a Tuesday when I received the text from Miss Alex: "My place. 2 p.m." The short, simple message sent a shiver down my spine. As a submissive, I live for brusque, mysterious instructions out of the blue. This one had all the elements. The next couple of hours were something of a blur. I think I may have showered twice and brushed my te...
I drove to a secluded farm out in the sticks. Miss Black sent me there as part of an executive retreat on Servant Leadership, and I had no idea what I was walking into. I doubted there was any cell-phone connection and if there was, it'd only be a bar. Miss Black told me to let my fiancé, Staci, know I wasn't going to be able to contact her this week anyway....
Miss Prim's intense erotic session with David was enough to keep her fulfilled...for a few days!! Fortunately, her last coaching session with Simon, Ray, and Isaac was about to take place and Miss Prim could hardly wait! She wore no bra and her skimpiest thong for the occasion, humming and bouncing along as she climbed the steps to her 2nd floor studio. Ins...