Monday morning I was awakened early by Miss Annie releasing the air from my plug and swiftly pulling it from my bottom. I cried out from being so crudely awakened from my slumber and that got me a quick but hard smack on my already bruised bottom. "Good morning Brenda, time to shower and get ready for a big day", she informed me. "Thank you Mistress" I answ...
Note: This story is the fifty-fourth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I st...
Alex had many passions. Among them were shoes. And she did have beautiful feet to show them off. Narrow size eight and a half with a high arch. Too bad her Master didn't have a foot fetish. He did appreciate her feet. There wasn't a part of Alex that wasn't beautiful to him, or to most men who saw her. From her silky blonde hair, to her ocean blue eyes, and...
Recently I was reading a magazine about a full service salon that catered to women. The review said it was nothing like its kind. In fact, it was kind of on the pricey side. A full day of pleasure ran about one thousand dollars. It was an upscale spa for sure. I was eager to check things out and booked an appointment for myself. I arranged to have the pack...
(Jen) It was the first day of my annual summer two-week vacation. I woke up with that delicious feeling of knowing that I could either get up and make coffee, or just lay in bed and soak up the feeling of having absolutely nothing to do all day long for fourteen days straight. I opted for coffee. I wanted to get a nice spot on the beach by midmorning. I l...
As she lay there sleeping, he observed the look of pure satisfaction on her face. Today is to be the second day of her training. He sat there watching her sleep and contemplating what he should do to her today. He had a revelation, he would do nothing. He left the room and made himself breakfast. After he ate he decided to write her a note before he left for...
Prologue: The following is obviously a continuation of Sisterly Love Pt. 5, of which I recommend reading first as an introduction, or at least the least few paragraphs at a minimum. And as I mentioned in the prologue to Sisterly Love, this will be a long series by the time I finish documenting everything. So please bear with it. Thank you. As always, comme...
Finally she broke the silence "You look traumatized" she laughed. "Don't worry, this is exactly what I wanted. Yes it looks giant and uncomfortable, but surgery was not an option. You don't understand how relieved I am to be in this plaster prison, instead of being hooked up to an IV being prepped for surgery." I laughed and said "No, I'm not traumatized, j...
"I love you." Those words echoed in my head again and again. Why did she say that to me? Could she possibly have meant it the way I hoped? No, Dan, get that out of your head. But, I just couldn't. Every time I thought about Tiffany, I would have pit in my stomach. I would feel nervous and excited. Were we on the precipice of something? I would be so happy...
Part Fifteen: The Next Two Months The next Monday, Meryn was called into Mr. Martin's office at work and was informed that she was being made project manager with Michael as her assistant. With this came a substantial pay raise and her own office. When she expressed her very great surprise at the promotion to Jeremy during her foot massage that night, he re...