Disclaimer and Notes: 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...
Brooklyn I sat at my desk listening to the phone trill in my year. After a moment there was a click and then a rich, cultured voice with just a hint of a British accent spoke. "Roger Bentley." "Mr. Bentley, Brooklyn Lancaster." "Ms. Lancaster. So good to hear from you again." "I need your confirmation to lock in your reservations. I've tentatively reserv...
My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour of course. Then again, that's ginger or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once......
Beth woke early, anxious to lay the groundwork for what she had planned. She'd been spending much of her downtime on this vacation fantasizing about how this particular day might play out, and now was the time to bring it to fruition. The timing of their condo stay versus the docking of the ship in Miami had required them to head on back to the mainland, and...
I had been in bondage as a sex slave for over a year. In this time I had been trained to serve and endure incredibly dark sexual torture by my Master and Mistress. I knew what I was supposed to do, and how I was supposed to obey. My Owners dictated my entire existence; by now I had forgotten my previous life as a free young woman. They had taken my name away...
It was several days into our vacation. We had so far spent most of it in bed. For much of it, if you had had a hidden camera in the bedroom it would have vaguely resembled a porn movie, except for my lack of a tan or muscle tone. Mainly lots of fucking, accompanied by the usual grunts and shrieks, with Kim having an endless string of earth-shaking orgasms, c...
Here is a story that is intended to explain things to the BURN THE BITCH crowd without placating them but not being gratuitously offensive to their morality. *** Tom was out of breath from carrying the beach chairs and the cooler when they reached the sign that marked their destination. The expanse of sand was far more crowded than he had expected. He was...
"Thanks for your help. Eric never showed me how to get the pilot light back on, and I didn't expect it to get so chilly this early in the fall." Ellie spoke to Cole's back as he squeezed into the furnace closet. She was huddled in a sweater and a down jacket in the basement. "Glad to help. Eric's out of town?" his muffled voice called back. "He'll be back...
On the shaded enclosed veranda of the small guest house, two figures were lying side by side on their backs. Both wore sunglasses, even though the overhanging awning held off the glare of the afternoon sun. Kaito could smell the aloe lotion on Yuki's skin. She had put on a short beach dress of lime green cotton. In the privacy of their small patio, he had me...
As her member softened and shrank, his head was pushed lower and lower until he had the entire shaft in his mouth. "Keep using your tongue," she commanded softly. "I want it to come out of your mouth as clean as it went in." He did as best as he could and sure enough, as the pressure left his head and he lifted off her now shrunken member was spotless, if...