This story is a graphic tale of a Dom and his very submissive transgendered males. If you are offended by tales of BDSM and sex between consenting adults then read no further ......... other wise enjoy It is best if read with previous chapters. Feel free to leave honest comments or suggestions, it really does encourage those of us who write to continue......
After staring at the pink collar, I looked into Tammy's eyes hazel eyes and nodded. "I need to hear you say it, sweetie." Her voice was soft and gentle yet there was a commanding tone to it that made me feel meek. "Tammy. I would like to serve you as your live-in slave." I am not the type of person who makes hasty decisions but there is something about T...
My heels clicked on the concrete path as I made my way toward the secluded toilet block in the southern parklands. Tonight would be my first experience being with a man whilst I would be dressed as a woman. I had been dressing now for some time and had fantasised about what it would be like. I didn't know anyone in my own personnel life and had read in the p...
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...
Minter's cock bulged in its strange and tortured position, pulled between his legs and his bell-end teased by the foreskin rings as his gait was enforced to one which matched his feminine appearance. The three women taunted him mercilessly as he sat precariously on the cab seat, perched on the edge as each movement vibrated through his balls which he now hal...
Charlie was deep in it now, being assessed by Miss Bell the beautician before she started work on removing all of Charlies hair below her soon to be plucked eye line. Candice the young pretty petite receptionist was also looking on to deepen Charlies humiliation. "Miss Bell, I'm really tight, but even my little pussy couldn't be satisfied by that little cli...
Author's Note: This story is a continuation from my previous account, Holdinon, of which I can no longer access due to forgetting the password and having disabled the email account linked to it. Anyways, I will be continuing the story from this account and hope to keep everyone happy and entertained. I am sorry for the long delay, and hope to regain the posi...
Chapter 10 The Degradation of Busty Nightly Pamela Clayton stood over the bound prisoner lying sprawled on the table as the vibrators induced another orgasm that set her legs quivering and sent a trail of fluid onto the towel. "Now, my dear Busty, you're ready for your performance. I can't wait for everyone to see your new tits and your enormous pussy sha...
Caught Out and Permanently Punished I was wearing a ultra short black leather mini skirt, a tight leopard print low cut top, which revealed my cleavage entrapped by my pink lacy bra (with matching panties). The straps of my 6 inch leopard stiletto heels were securely padlocked around my ankles. Recently I had been often going to the local park dressed in...
By mid-week it was exactly as she had planned it. He no longer knew what day it was. He no longer knew what time it was. The room had been totally darkened, not a single beam of light could enter through the blacked out window. Even the space around the door had been attended to. He spent his life in total soundless darkness. Straining to hear the footsteps...