Dear Shoeblossom: I met Mariah when she came to rent a room from me some time last year. Mariah is an engaging auburn haired court reporter, with a lovely figure, though somewhat petite. Although I told her she could call me Emmeline, she insisted on calling me Mrs. Kipps. Mariah's a quiet woman, and I was somewhat startled when I accidentally opened one o...
As she stood in front of the mirror and admired her body she was naked but for her black hold ups with their lace tops and her black high stiletto heeled shoes. Her white skin contrasted nicely against the black. Her brown hair hung neatly, eyes smoky, ringed in black and her lips painted red just as he liked them. Very little jewellery, just her pearls as a...
AND TWO Jane again. Rachel's a chatty one, isn't she? About time she let me do some of the talking. Now where was I? Oh yes, the next session. At my place. I decided we were ready for something a bit more stringent, so I made a couple of additional preparations. Lots of chains, leather cuffs, padlocks (different keys for each, just to make things interesti...
I'd uploaded the photos I'd taken in the ladies toilet on Thursday morning and then deliberately stayed offline. I'd worked Thursday afternoon and all Friday and by the time Friday evening came around I was desperate to see if anyone had viewed my offerings. Opening some wine I deliberately spent some time looking over other submissions on the site before br...
My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...
She stands at the bus stop, her breath appearing to be wispy smoke as it leaves her lips on this icy winter night. Her face clearly displays her discomfort, but – despite the natural, inherent guesses of the few passersby and the people in the few vehicles driving past the bus stop – it is not due to the biting winter wind coming off the massive lake just a...
My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...
Jack woke the next morning to the feel of hands caressing his neck. He stared into the darkness of Heidi's underwear and shorts that had so completely taken away his sight. "Heidi?" There was no reply, just the constant clinging of the silk and denim that enclosed his head and removed his senses. Heidi's used clothing was also limiting his air, forcing hi...
He felt her breath at his ear. "Your cock is now under my control" she slowly whispered. As she removed Heath's blindfold she continued to whisper in a velvety hushed tone. " Take a look for yourself. This is what becomes of naughty males who are unable to control their sexual urges. From now on you will only achieve the blissful state of erection when I...
I would love to become a woman's slave like that. Allowing her to pick me up in a strange town, where I have never been. Blindfolding myself for her before she arrives to pick me up. She leaves an old service van parked on a deserted parking lot, dark, at night. She gives me directions there. I arrive there at a particular hour. She will arrive one or two ho...