Dynamic servitude: A Master to a Daddy A slave to a son Part three. The Master leads Cager's slave from the lounge to the bedroom, Cager's slave shuffling along on the floor on his hands and knees, his eyes transfixed on the tall boots. he sees the boots pass the threshold of another room and He stops, turns and sits on the bed. 'Look up slave.' S...
I was wondering what Karen had in store for me. When I got up the next morning, showered and shaved, I had little time to wait. She was holding her tiny g-string that she had worn the day before. A certain twinkle in her eye told me that something else was about to happen. "Honey," she said, "Like I told you last night, even with your smaller than average c...
Tuesday evening, as I waited for hubby to get home, I did some serious thinking about my plans for him. I had become determined to get him into chastity on a permanent basis as soon as possible, and after that, to openly have sex with other men, and to make it very clear to my husband that he is a cuckold and always would be. Of course, I had already cuckol...
I woke in the morning to Jennifer sucking my cock. She had pulled the sheets off the bed and was kneeling between my legs, licking up and down the shaft. Every few passes she would let it slide into her mouth and wash the head with her tongue. Her other hand was busy teasing at my anus, sliding a little in to massage my prostate. I sighed in pleasure and Jen...
This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapters 1 and 2 before reading chapter 3. ***** It was nighttime in NYC, and Jaymie and her 6 Mistresses had just left their apartment to head to Vic...
Authoress' notes: This is a(nother) sequel to the Imperial Prostitute series. I know I'll get a lot of negative feedback on this story, but I don't care. I really enjoy writing this, especially the character Ta'tan'ia. If you don't want to read it, don't. I really, really want to end this series, as I do feel as though it's going on too long. However, beside...
I was walking down a hallway at work when I felt someone come up close behind me and whisper, "Road trip! Be sure to pack your tighty whities!" I turned around quickly and saw my 'work wife', Gina, with a big grin on her face. Gina and I know each other well for years, and were both in unhappy marriages. A few times we had hooked up while traveling for work...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The women's conference in Mumbai was drawing to an end. On this...
So you've taken a slave. Congratulations! Chances are, you really haven't given much thought to 'What now?' It's all been fun play for a few hours. But. If you really want a *real* slave, you'll need to invest some time and effort in consummating your new property arrangement. Your new possession may be naturally submissive (or not! even more fun!), but you...
i am Kev's frannie, forever bound to the Woman who has both blessed -- and cursed - me with my unique fate. Part 1 i first met my Keverly more than 25 years ago, when i became Her boss at our work. As a professional, i had strong boundaries about appropriate workplace relationships, so for a year and a half i was unwilling to recognize what was otherwise o...