I would never say that life was routine with Mistress Monica. She kept me on my toes—or, more literally, on my heels—at least around the house. On days when I got home from my law office before she got home from her corporate job, I would immediately take off my suit and tie and put on one of the frilly aprons Mistress preferred me to wear at home, and a pai...
This is a total fantasy written by me for fun. It contains spanking, humiliation and other fetish. Please do not read if this bothers you. All characters are 25 year old or older. ====== I hear my wife call from upstairs "Daddy may we get up from our nap." "I will be right up Little One." I had ordered my wife and Mother-in-law to take a nap like two nau...
For this sequel to The Domme Club, I am switching the category from BDSM to Loving Wives. Seems that many of the stories in the BDSM category are more hard-core. And this story is about Loving Female Authority. As it is a sequel, the story is best read AFTER reading The Domme Club. Once again, all respectful feedback, as well as voting, is very much appr...
Mike had been happily married to Marie for about 10 years. He was very much in love with her, and had always been faithful. In fact, only 2 things were weaknesses for him in any fashion at all: panties, and Marie's younger sister Annie. Mike had developed a fetish for panties as a teen, when he masturbated for the very first time with a satin pair that was t...
This is a rewrite of my first submission. After reading the comments I decided to make revisions and resubmit under a new category. Wendy and I have been married for almost 20 years. We started dating in high school. I had screwed around with a few girls prior to us dating but nothing extra since we've been married. Wendy dated one guy before me, Mark, an...
Our good girl transforms to a clumsy naughty maid I lay across my husband's lap, his thick rod pressing up against my stomach. I am blindfolded. My hands are cinched at my lower back, covered with my skirt folded over my backside. My breasts dangle out of the dress, my tits gripped by unforgiving clamps. I tension my toes to keep my heels on my airborne fee...
She passed Fifth Street and checked her watch, right on schedule and thankfully the crossing light was on her side this morning so she eased across the intersection without having to stop. Music from her IPod spurred her on as she rounded the corner on Jackson Avenue, in the home stretch now. The warm early May morning sun at her back, she could see the entr...
We met on the net. How modern. He was shy and nervous, very much like I was though if anything even more cautious. Being a closet cross dresser with a life outside my apartment door my main aim was discretion and major fear -- discovery. Charles appeared to be perfect for my yearning to fulfill my fantasies and spice up my solo adventures. We chatted online...
The early June morning dawned misty but cloudless; it was forecasted to be one of those absolutely perfect late spring days with dry air, sunny skies and temperatures in the seventies. Nothing could be better. Whether it was the weather, or just his state of mind, but Seth woke in a wonderful mood. He sang quietly to himself as he made his bed, tidied up h...
[ See Ski Tahoe Nude for the events leading to this story. No, it's not a chapter ;-( ] We all decided to be on hand for the midnight deNUDEment in the little town of Beare Hamlet at the foot of the mountain. Sue, to put it mildly, still wasn't sure if she would strip in public or walk thru town naked. The town renamed itself after ski legend Billy Beare, b...