(Author's Note: The historical and archaeological details are generally accurate, but not immune from narrative anachronisms or oversimplifications. You'll learn a little bit about Roman sexual culture, but nothing too educational.) ***** Before we get to the loss of my toga, the reversal of my fortunes, and the capitulation of my masculinity, I should giv...
Chapter Five ACCEPTANCE The assortment of clothes in my pink suitcase reflected my taste and my curiosity about feminine attire but I didn't own a lot of things. Not as much as I would have liked, anyway, especially at this very moment. That is to say, I didn't own any 'sexy' lingerie. Or, what, in my mind would be considered sexy. It was just I never fel...
My father was rich, and an unusual man. I worked at a dead end job for a year after high school, and then I gave in to my father's rules to get educated. The rules were simple, he said, "Tommy, if ya want to go to school you have to go to Mt Sinai; it's the only one I'll pay for." It was a good school, about 100 miles from home, private and expensive. Inst...
The name is Lucinda Watson. A six-foot-two, lean and muscular Anglo-Saxon woman with long blonde hair, alabaster skin and pale gray eyes. I was born and raised in the city of Johannesburgh in the beautiful Republic of South Africa. For many years I was a police officer, until the country irrevocably changed in the mid-1990s and I promptly left. I moved to th...
Starting a new job is always hard, not to mention moving to a new city. I just graduated from a local college and found myself seeking adventure. I would be away from all my friends, family, everyone I had ever known. Of course, I was nervous for the big move, but every fiber of my being was aching for this. I applied at a local job agency and quickly fou...
Chapter Eight: First Moaning Ever And yet again I found myself trying to relax after having been reawakened. Again I'd needed to force my hips to stop, and it didn't matter how tired I was, my balls ached and my hard-on drooled. Again I found solace in my grasp, and through the experience of infantile regression. Colleen's breasts were everything to me and...
It was time for a challenge, time for another adventure. I've only done little things, not many bigger adventures in quite a while. I love it when my clothes are destroyed or so far away I have no way to cover up, no emergency clothing. I called Ed and told him I need an adventure. I had a plan and I needed my accomplice to help me complete it. Ed is always...
Toy knelt in silence and darkness, awaiting the arrival of her Master. Naked but for her collar, shackles, and nipple chain, she trembled violently on the frigid cement of the basement floor. She had been waiting thus for nearly two hours now. Her Master had instructed her to ready herself with extensive enemas of both very hot and very cold waters, to sha...
The car finally pulled over the crest Looking Glass Hill and Alice, eyes fixed on the valley below, breathed deeply. The school looked exactly the same. Some things never change short of destruction and such a stroke of good fortune for adolescent girls and humanity in general was still forthcoming. "You went to the Peirce Academy Ma'am?" Alice shuddered j...
After breakfast, I felt more than a little horny, to put it mildly, as did Sherry, and the wink that she gave me indicated plenty of her agenda, if nothing else. I took Brittany by the hand and led her to the kitchen counter, where I parted her cheeks and put some butter on...and in...her asshole as well as on my dick. A few strokes into her bottom with my f...