My darkest fantasy has come true. I'm now a slave to a dominant couple. My ex-wife and her new boyfriend have taken me in, and in return I am dressed as a girl always and their maid and sex slave. Frilly panties, stockings and skirts, babydoll t-shirts, and a blonde wig are parts of my new uniform. Also I now wear a stainless steel chastity cage now encasing...
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...
It was an hour later when Amy opened Ben's bedroom door a crack, cautiously peered outside and then tiptoed out into the lounge. Her hair was up in a rough bun, her feet were bare, and she wore blue jeans and a tight black tee-shirt. She wasn't sure whether Ben had heard her masturbate and she kicked herself her not being quieter. She picked up the key to...
Ben had been in chastity for several years and always under Amy's control. Her fantasies and sexual urges had long since dictated his life. She was currently going through a phase of chaining his chastity cage to things. Often immoveable objects that left him continually aroused yet totally stuck and dependent on her. "Amy, Sweetie?" Ben called again. Com...
Note to reader: My last entry, "One Glass of Wine?" was not very good. That was partly because it was hastily prepared in fantasy mode. This version, "One Glass of Wine, Revisited" (without a question mark) is, I think, better and here is why. The first was fiction, with things added that I would like to see done to me. But that is not up to me, so in this s...
If you're going to be critical just for the sake of being critical, don't say anything because I will flag you with the webmaster. Be constructive with your criticism. I welcome feedback. ***** Shopping day rolled around. For the first time Master was going to take it to town and "teach" it how to shop. It is as if Master forgot it was once free, shopping...
When I started this journey, all those weeks ago, I stated that I had no intention of locking my husband in a chastity device, no intention of caning or spanking him, and so on. Well, it hasn't turned out like that, and for the most part, hubby has been accepting of our changed roles, and of his loss of control over his life. His acceptance came to an abrup...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
At 28 years old, Abby (short for Abbigail) was happy. At 30 years old, Jason was happy too. Abby, was a loving wife of 5 years, having known Jason for nearly 8 years. They were totally in love from the first moment they saw each other. Not just a normal Husband & Wife, they were Master and Slave. They were made for each other. Abby was a looker, no doubt...
Teased and denied by my Mistress's Feet My wife always knew I had a foot fetish. She loved the attention I would lavish on her feet, allowing me to provide her with long intimate foot massages when ever she wished, dutifully giving her a pedicure each week, to ensure her toenails were always perfectly painted, and that her soles, heels and toes were soft an...