I got lot of great advice the last time that I blogged here so I guess it's not a bad thing to blog here. There is something great about bein gable to be totally open and not worry about anybody judging me. Besides I need an outlet for the thing that I'm doing that I can't ever tell anybody about. That I can never say out loud because if I did my world would...
Marjorie sighed heavily as she kept walking- Faster and faster, Mistress Carrie might be looking. She really was trying not to lag, but her breasts hurt SO MUCH, dragging that horrible chain behind. But Marjorie didn't want Mistress Carrie coming out with the spruce switch. Marjorie seen Mistress Carrie put a few of them in the bathtub, and the switches w...
Per her husband's promise, him and Sarah were heading back up to the farm Saturday morning. The whole ride up there Sarah thought about what was going to happen to her, how it would change her, and if she was really going to go through with it. She wanted to see how far she could go, how filthy she could get until it was too much for her. "Are you sure you...
The girls were lined up once again, the giant chain around their waists. Carla stood behind Burcu, and Marie was behind her, just like they had been marched to the Iron Plains. Their shackles were back on, joined to their collars. They waited, under the gazes of their masters. They had been ordered to keep their faces high, but their eyes looking down. The...
Reverend Chip Thompson of 62 years was sitting on a bench at the local park of a small town on a Wednesday afternoon five a clock in the middle of the summer. He saw a young couple walking towards where he sat. He recognized they were the new residents that moved into town and attended his catholic church two Sundays back. The husband was fairly tall at 5'10...
She wakes up early one morning and quickly jumps in the shower. She makes sure everything is washed and completely shaved. She fixes her hair, puts on makeup and tries her hardest to resist the urge the run her fingers between her legs. The skirt feels silky as it is pulled up her long smooth legs. The hem falls just below her ass cheeks. His strict instruct...
This story is a fantasy. I haven't tried any of these things, and do not intend to outside of my mind. If you are stupid enough to try any of them don't blame me for any consequences. ********** This story will make more sense if you read Heat -- Freshman first. ************** Jim's name showed on the screen of my phone as I answered it. He didn't waste...
NEED TO TALK, the note said. MEET ME IN THE BOY'S WASHROOM BY THE GYM. FIRST PERIOD. The note was written on an index card, and taped to the inside of Natalie Junswick's locker. At the bottom of the index card, Mr. Randle had signed his name. Natalie hadn't seen Mr. Randle in weeks, since an unfortunate incident at her house; inside Natalie's bedroom. The...
There was a definite sense of finality in the loud 'click' of the lock at the back of the pig's head mask she had placed over my head. She set out my speech options as she unpacked the pig-trotter extensions she was going to place on my arms and legs. Basically, while dressed up like a pig I was allowed to say 'oink' and nothing else. Two 'oinks' meant 'yes...
A sharp "Knock, knock, knock" at the door startled Milly out of the Gothic romance story she was reading. She shot up out of her seat, holding the book defensively before her, heart pounding she crept towards the door, half convinced she would see the villain from her novel through the peephole. However, a quick glance had her sighing in relief, it was just...