Life is so unfair. And it does not hesitate to remind you of that fact. I certainly did not forget it while walking the sandy streets of the Piercer. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, let me tell you my pre-story first. First, about myself. I am called Alicia nowadays, I used to have a second name, but that is meaningless now. I am (or at least was) a p...
Part 2 (Final Chapter) I must have laid in the bed for a good hour before I had recovered enough to get out of the bed. As my feet hit the floor and I straighten out I saw Hector sitting in a chair watching me with a look of pure love in his face. I went to the bathroom to relieve myself and to take a shower. As soon as I turned on the water, Hector came in...
Thank you for your feed-back! I was very pleased that you liked my story, and the answer that most everyone asked is...YES! It was a true story. I have been asked to write more so here goes. * * * * * My Hubby was absolutely knocked out watching me dance topless at the swing club. He told me later that he nearly came watching as a stranger caressed my bar...
Journey into Submission: The Piercing "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Ruby chanted breathlessly. 'Music,' AJ thought. As always, her moans and whimpers filled him with a fierce delight, a deep satisfaction that she made this loving music when they fucked: a music to which AJ had rapidly become addicted. Ruby lay under him, bound face down on a carpeted bench wi...
Thanks to Thor for his editing. ***** Part 2 left off with wife deciding she was going to be my slave. That was after she had played a slave slut for my birthday weekend. She told me she had planned it since her birthday, And from the experience of her deals with me to buy some very expensive extreme high heels. I had bought her two slave collars one f...
It started out no different from any other month there was four of us as usual, we had been getting together on the first Friday of every month for several years now. It just happened that there were two men and two women. None of us were going out together, we were just a long - standing friends who enjoyed a social evening occasionally. We were of course...
Chapter 3: The Museum Nicola had run upstairs after the incident with Tom's cum. She hadn't known what to do at the time, so she wiped most of it from her face before returning downstairs. Tom was stood in the kitchen looking sheepish, Natasha was on her knees wiping the remnants of his seed from his bare thighs. "Turn around," Natasha said, almost annoyed...
My name is Steven aka Kirsten. This story is about how I went from a closet cross dresser to becoming a full time transgender slave. This story is mostly true, based on my journals with dramatic license to make it more exciting and readable. Names have been changed. This is who I am. A special thanks to Shy Girl Whore for her help with polishing this story!...
I rolled down my window as I drove through the warm summer night air. The fresh air felt wonderful but it did little to calm my nerves as I drove along the darkened road. I was torn by my desire to see him again and my fear of what he would do to me this time. The little butterflies in my stomach were working overtime now as I knew I was only minutes away fr...
Chapter 10: Monday to Wednesday leading to the Gala Opening Dear readers: If you totally confused this story please read the Piercing for NND stories leading to this tale. They might help you follow what is going on. ENJOY! * * * * * THE OFFICE After Miss Frump left nobody said a word. Lawyer was standing open mouthed, and I suspect that I was also loo...