Summary: Barbara is abducted by two vicious women. They transform her into a sleazy whore to use as their sex toy. Narrator: the former Mrs. Barbara Carrilla: snotty, authoritative CEO, divorcée, mother of two daughters. Fabulously wealthy. Stunning, imperious, feral. Snide bitch. Her breasts must be swollen with venom instead of milk. She doesn't speak, s...
I was standing by the door of the bar outside my apartment when I saw Sammy coming up the street. She was wearing a loose fitting sleeveless white summer dress and her hair was arranged in pigtails which cascaded over her pretty bare shoulders and came to rest on each of her delightful little breasts. The fragile straps of her white brassiere showed beyond h...
XV. Dressed He had never put on women's clothing before. He was unsure where to start. The white garter, he supposed. As he was pulling it up to his waist, and ascertaining exactly how it worked, Mistress Wendy pulled the camera over towards the bed. "You love the little outfit I've brought you, don't you slut," she said. "Yes, Mistress," he said, "I har...
I take the train in the morning to NYC for work. Most days are uneventful. Recently they changed the schedule and I am taking an earlier train with different people. Typically I relax and read my newspaper. The third morning a woman asked me to move so she could sit. She was a striking woman in that she had on 4 inch chunky heels, black stockings, a button d...
Chapter Three: Arizona When I let go of Arizona she bounced up and down and clapped her hands as best she could with her manuscript still clutched to her chest. "I'll just go get dressed up," she said. "And I'll just leave this here..." she set her manuscript in its midnight blue, thin plastic binder, gingerly on the bedside table. "You can have a peek if...
So far... Simon has invited an old friend into his marriage, to become the third, and draw Phoebe's submission from her. Happy Birthday "Phoebe, John is coming for dinner next Friday. I know it's your birthday honey. I don't expect you to cook. I will organise dinner" Simon told Phoebe. "Just wear something pretty as we might go out after dinner." They b...
From Part IV Then Eddie looked down at my body and noticed the semen pooled at the front of my panties. My semen! He looked down at his tight belly and saw a slimy stain that was the result of my ejaculate spread there when he had pressed his body against me. I watched the terrible storm brood in his eyes as he reached out and smashed me across the face....
The Predator was stunned; it dawned upon him what had happened; he had fucked and been fellated by a transvestite. A man dressed as a woman! He looked at the pathetic sight lying before him on the bed and laughed. He thought to himself that she was just as good as any 'real' woman he had fucked; and she sure wasn't going to be telling anybody about this even...
Thanks to all who liked my story and to those who gave the constructive criticisms. I am aware of my deficiencies in grammar, punctuation and sentence structure. Most spelling errors are typos. Please bear (bare?) with me as I work to get better at those things. I'll accept any help I can get. These stories are still mostly true. Some future installments wil...
Chapter 52 Laura and Vic Vic Stephens, freshly showered after a tough game of squash with a colleague, decided to have a drink or two before heading home for dinner with his wife, Natalie. As he picked up his vodka tonic, he saw one of his wife's acquaintances, Laura Strand, sitting by herself reading a book. Taking his drink in hand, he approached her. H...