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...
I was so much annoyed and irritated by this low class man's dirty objectives that I did not feel talking to him. His touches were as if still lingering on my body. The way he touched my panty and clenched my ass cheek I was feeling like slapping him. How dare he touch me there I was thinking! Then I realized these people were like that only, they always look...
The moment we got into house, Sri ordered me to keep the groceries in the kitchen. I took those bags from her hand and walked towards kitchen. When I came back to the hall I see her removing her saree standing near the closed main door. A chill went through my spine. Usually when we are back from shopping or a get together she becomes horny. There's a reas...
Part 2 -- Exploring the depths of passion I had just confronted you and forced you to expose your hidden desires. As you knelt before the beautiful vision of me clad in black panties and stockings I had insisted that you gaze upon me until your fetishistic feelings overwhelmed you. You had confessed your deep enthrallment to my beauty and your yearning to w...
Thanks to all who have recently encouraged me to continue this story. I very much enjoy getting feedback and appreciate your positive votes. If you do not enjoy FemDom, or sexual humiliation, please do not bother to read this story. ***** "Now, Tom, we must do something about those wet panties. Nurse Pyre did the right thing to douse your little pleasure s...
Lori and Lauren led me into the bathroom. They were giggling and talking to each other so quietly, that I could not figure out what they were saying. My wife, Serena yelled to them as they walked me to the bathroom. "Girls, I bought a liquid depilatory at the drug store. It's in my purse." "We can spread the liquid all over his body and watch the hair just...
Today he is dressed in My little white panties. My little cock can scarcely be contained by My little white panties, but he must wear them anyway. My cock gets hard simply by the feel of My little white panties and, as such, My cock is peeking out the top. I can see his precum already. He wants to be sucked off, I know, but he won't be...not now. In My bla...
Part 1 -- A fetish exposed We had been lovers for less than a year when I unwittingly discovered your fetish for panties. It was a pair of satiny black panties in a rather old-fashioned full-cut style that ultimately proved your undoing. Back then I couldn’t possibly have known the consequences of my decision to expose your fetish, that it would unleash my...
It had been six months since that turning point in our relationship, that day when I had driven you to confess your fetishistic fantasies. That had led to the transcendent revelation about the dynamic of my seduction and your surrender, from which had grown our erotic rituals of dominance and submission. Somewhat surprisingly, our everyday relationship had...
You greet me at the door. You give me a hug and make some small talk as we take a seat on the couch. The TV is on at a low volume, enough to make out but not enough to distract. You initiate small talk - "How was your day? You found the place OK? How has your week been?" As we chat, you keep inching closer and closer to me, and while I can tell that you're...