Chapter 1 I can remember it as if it were yesterday. The day had finally arrived. I was about to meet my Mistress for the first time. The months had dragged on endlessly while I had corresponded with Mistress Catherine regarding my suitability to serve her and become a permanent addition to her stable of slaves. I sat in the lounge of the Biltmore Hotel,...
(This story is written in the view of a husband whose wife falls victim to the infamous professor Royer and his mind-controlling device. This is the fifth part. Thanks a lot for the feedback on the first parts, I appreciate it a lot and try to use it to improve my stories :-) * Chapter 09 - the story of a NYMPHOCOM's victim - part 5 For nearly one week...
As a harlot - a Rose Girl, by any other name - I never had the luxury of choosing who used me, but some who had used me once would often ask for me again. Lady Elizabeth was one, and I loved the time we spent together, but most I had little affection for. There were a few, however, that I was willing to continue serving as a Blue Belle. Lady Ana and Sir Eri...
The Idea Janette had been a little worried lately. Alan had been busy at work for the past few months and had not been paying her as much attention as she would have liked. She was beginning to feel a little insecure of her own femininity and was wondering if Alan might have a little something on the side. She herself had been busy at the lab recently and d...
Hell Hath No Fury, But Heaven Might Dear Gary, I hope you enjoyed the other night even half as much as I did, though I seriously doubt you did. You wouldn't believe this, but when I came over to see you I had all sorts of plans and contingencies to trap you so I could extract my full revenge on you. Oh by the way, you should know I'm now fully avenged and...
Early Hours I woke, cold and aching, on the guest room floor. The sounds of sex were still coming from the master bedroom. I could not help but sob as I felt the uncomfortable dampness of cum in my underwear, and the taste of my own ass in my mouth. I picked myself off the floor and cleaned up somewhat, my tiny dick twitching as I looked at my slutty demea...
Marie had been invited to pump her nipples with Nancy on Sunday morning as she'd done the prior week but couldn't come due to travel plans. On Sunday, she texted Nancy from the airport, "Thinking of you. Looking forward to Tuesday!" The message was sincere. Still following a daily schedule of nipple pumping, Marie had carried her pump on her one night trip....
'Ten years' I thought, my hands caressing the hard leather case. My fingers ran over the raised metallic emblem in the center of the top, light refracting from the gem in its center. That strange symbol, was it another language? Or perhaps the craftsman's signature? Was it maybe a magical rune which had bestowed its power on the garment contained within? At...
Dear Readers, it took me a while because reality caught up with me, but now the next chapter is ready. I simply hope you don't get bored and enjoy also the 6th installment of my little story. * Finally I lay in bed. I heard Mommy Adriana was sound asleep while I tossed and turned. I simply couldn't sleep after today's events. I would never be the same man...
Author's Notes: (1) This is fiction, just a story; (2) One should never start a book at chapter 10. This story as a whole is way longer than I anticipated when I started, too long for those who hate it, not long enough for those who like it...apologies to the latter group; (3) Jason is not being exploited by anyone except himself, and shouldn't we all exp...