Chapter 1 My name is, or maybe we better make that was, Andy Moore. Until recently my personal identification was in the name of Jamie Jo Moore and everyone I knew called me Sissy. My parents died in an automobile accident when I was twenty-four years old leaving me an estate of around $3,000,000.00 and an eighteen percent interest in an insurance company...
Mr. Raj was waiting for us as we stepped out of the mansion. He'd brought out the smallest car in Madame´s fleet, a three-door mini Cooper with a special seat in the back meant for only one occupant. Given his massive frame, the front seats of the car were pushed all the way to the back, leaving little space for the legs of the back-seat occupant. "Hop into...
The red stripes upon his ass had healed before the week concluded. Seven days, one-hundred-sixty-four hours, ten thousand eighty minutes -and, by the end, he was concluded; he wanted to become a non-nondescript toilet slave. Public transportation was used to get his body to her home. He knocked, her door opened. He fell to his knees as instructed, and a fee...
"So what do you say sweetie? Do you want our help?" Cloe asked as she continued feeling the little cock cream Marie's panties. She even smiled and kissed the back of Marie's neck. She occasionally licked and sucked on the girl's earlobe too. Trixie looked on in amazement of this scene and so did Bob. They both wanted to play with this new slut so badly and...
I. She had become such a devil, my sweet Caroline. Inside her, I was sure, it had raged already long before she had met me, that hellish fire of a demon goddess, but now it had been given shape and form and the means to live it out, those delirious desires that had been born in that hell's fire. She smiled at me as I left the bed, stretching her perfected...
Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to re...
Caroline did peel away breezily once we got back to campus, citing previous obligations. I was forced to make my way, alone, back to my dorm room, hoping I could stand downwind of anyone I passed and that I wouldn't see anyone I knew. My clothes were still quite damp. Maybe it was because everyone else was at dinner, but the sidewalks were mercifully empty....
This is a slightly twisted femdom love story of James and Mel, his Mistress. It will make most sense if the chapters are read in order. In the last chapter, Mel's boyfriend, Tim, left the costume party with Tiffany. Mel made James, who is dressed as a girl, cum in public. I hope you are enjoying the series. All characters are over 18. ***** The party co...
Keira was thankful she had room to sit up straight. The cage He had put her in just barely had enough room for her to straighten her back. Her legs were another matter. She could sit with her legs clasped in front of her, she could curl up in a tight,awkward ball on the floor. She had almost forgotten how it felt to stretch her legs. Even when He took her...
After looking at us for a few more moments (I could have sworn she was licking her lips in anticipation, but I think I was imagining it), Sarah said, “Jill, why don’t you come over here to the bed. Bob, you kneel right here,” pointing to a spot just a foot or two from the foot of the bed. As I kneeled down with my hands behind my back, Jill walked over to th...