Felicia, Queen Felicia, and I met online. From her profile it was readily apparent that she was dominant, intelligent, mature, and beautiful. My profile made it perfectly clear that I was an extremely submissive SWM, craving extreme discipline, humiliation, degradation, servitude, toilet training, cbt, chastity, and cuckolding. We were a perfect match. We...
Friday evening comes finally as this was the slowest week of my life waiting for this day to get here as so looking forward to tonight even though I am still a little leery about becoming a sissy submissive of Master Gene's. I have shaved my entire body and sent pictures for proof as he demanded and now sitting in a pair of my pink with lavender lace bikini...
So with much apprehension, I turned the handle on the blue door. Stepping through, I struggled to adjust my eyes to the brilliantly white light streaming out of the other side. I raised my hand to try and filter the glare, and heard the door click shut behind me, and then double-click again. Instinctively, I tried for the handle on my side, but there was no...
Slave/slut, Fannie, tells her husband how she craves being a dirty whore! (To my loyal readers. I have received many emails from you in regards to skipping over Fannie's slave training. I have been working on that part of her story for some time and I am happy to announce that you will be able to read every detail in my next chapter. I thank you for your p...
Jessica! Come in here this instant!" I knew from her tone that she was angry about something. My chains rattled loudly, as I awkwardly ran to her sanctum. From the very first night I was here, I've been locked in shackles and chains. Mistress had told me that during my training period I would be permanently bound, and the first six weeks were going to be t...
Well, I've pondered about sharing the kinky aspect of my sex life. Not that the physical acts themselves are an issue to me, more whether I'd be able to convey the intense emotional entanglements properly. The first period of kinky fun takes place in my early to mid-twenties. In a way it started off innocent enough. At a party with a girl I'd been dating fo...
Always had dreams of dressing in fem clothes not to pretend to be women but to feel sexy and soft would dress when alone and pretend to be serving a man. I’m 53 now and met guy a year and a half ago who brought all these dreams out in the open. I was at a work convention out of town Had to spend quite a bit of time with Younger guy named Ken The work part w...
I unlock the door to my apartment and slowly crack open the door, not sure of what I will find. You have been my slave in training for quite some time now, and although you typically obey Mistress's orders, dearly afraid of the punishment you will receive if you don't, on rare occasions the unruliness in you gets the best of you. Ah. And there you are. Still...
The ribbing started even before Brendan clocked in at the post office. Even with the clock room door closed he could hear his work buddies Chad and Josh conferring. "Ol' Brendan's gonna get the main vein drained today, eh?" Huh? Even Jerry, who loudly announced the dwindling number of days until his retirement every morning, mused "Maybe I should have...
You know, I really joined the Air Force in 1972 because I thought that I was going to be drafted and that meant the Army or the Marines. I was only a little fucker. Sure didn't want to be out in some jungle fighting other little fuckers. I wasn't so much a physical coward as a realist. Fighting wars just wasn't something I could be good at. I had lost my vi...