Sitting handcuffed to a chair wearing nothing but a thick, cute, pink princess diaper watching my wife of four years sucking a much thicker and longer cock than mine was not how I planned to spend last Wednesday night. And yet, that's exactly how it turned out. As soon as we finished dinner - which I, as always, cooked - Elaine told me she wanted to try some...
Disclaimer: All persons in this story are above the age of 18. It should be assumed that all sexual experiences are between people above the age of 18. This story includes diaper wearing as a sexual fetish, diaper wetting and sex between consensual parties all above the age of 18. Back in Kylie's room, the rest of the campers weren't sure what to do ne...
After the fuckings I had gotten from Max my asshole was so stretched, I had to wear diapers all the time. Mistress Carolyn used this to her advantage. She had a few men that liked sissy babies. The men would bring me all sorts of little sissy clothes. Dress me up and have me nurse their cocks as if they were bottles of milk. One day a new man showed up, he w...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oh my!!!" You enter the room and see me in my cage. "Gone one fucking night and you can't control yourself. Good thi...
The Court awards Eight Million Euros ... The courtroom in Paris erupted all around though Britney Clark merely stood in place with a feint smile across her lips. She had won. She had expected to win. She almost always did. A couple hours after the verdict and having done the requisite press interviews, Britney was arriving at the offices of her firm with t...
Aaron Fisher was an average man. He was five-foot-ten, a buck ninety, and had a decent bit of muscle tone - especially for a guy who never actually went to the gym. How he'd scored a super sexy wife like Helen, no one could fathom. Helen Fisher was a bombshell. Five six, almost perfect hourglass figure, all natural 32 D-cup breasts, a tight round ass so fir...
My bladder felt like it was about to explode, but I only had 40 minutes to go. Master lay beside me in the king sized bed we shared, my filthy cage in the corner of our bedroom a reminder of nights of misbehaviour. As Master's personal piss slave, I was forbidden bathroom privileges between 9 pm and 7 am. This often meant occasional nights of tossing silentl...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. I guess Human Recourses had me figured out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-rooms and webs...
It was Friday evening as I sat at my cluttered desk, staring at a spreadsheet and trying to work through a column of numbers, a loud, mechanical humming sound interrupted my thoughts. What was that racket? It was late in the evening, so I doubted many of my co-workers were still around, and my curiosity now aroused I went to investigate. Down the hall the ne...
Apply wax, cool wax, rip wax, cool skin... Ms. Jessica soon gets into a rhythm and I'm falling into it with her. I'm managing the pain by noticing how quickly it transforms into pleasure. Every time she rips away a new leaf of wax it's as if she's ripping the chord that spins the gyroscope of my arousal. My hard-on redoubles its enthusiastic dance with every...