CAUTION: This is a story of exhibitionism. There is nudity but no sex except a little fondling. * Tara was apprehensive about what the man wanted to do to her. She definitely wanted to be a ponygirl but, until now, she hadn't realized exactly what was involved. So far, she had accepted everything that was done to her and for her as part of the transformat...
Authors Note Hi guys here's the latest, I'm not sure whether I overstretched myself but I hope you enjoy it anyway. Its a bit wordy but there is sex in there somewhere LOL. This story contains elements of BDSM and fetish pony play, there is no bestiality of any kind. Nicola King sat in the beer garden of the Dog and Fox nursing a gin and tonic. It was ea...
Days Twenty-Six and Twenty-Seven: Exercise. Next morning my period started, and I just had time to insert one of the prison-issue tampons before the call came for slopping-out. Our clean clothes had still not arrived, so wearing only our prison sandals we lugged the bucket out into the corridor, and joined the tens of other naked women in the queue. There w...
Waking up smothered in naked female flesh would have been nice if not for the fact I had several Mai Tai's last night and passed out before hitting the bathroom. I had Felicia on one side, Kiera on the other, with Shelly and Sonia curled up together between my legs. It was every man's fantasy, but having woken up with Felicia, Elizabeth and Amanda in my bed...
Author's note: Finally Gumdrop's story approaches its end... This is the last submission before the finale in chapters 20 and 21. As absurd as the concepts of hucows and ponygirls are, I tried to take them quite seriously, to delve in the psychology of a hucow or a ponygirl and her owner, in search of what these admittedly strange fetishes mean, at least t...
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either purely imaginary, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales are purely coincidental. *** "A fit of passion has no foresight, and so we often have to rue the day when we gave way to it. Consequently, whe...
Chapter One Opportunity Knocks The slave was hanging from the ceiling. Her feet just touched the ground. If she stood on her toes, the strain on her shoulders was eased a bit. She was naked of course. Leather cuffs encircled her wrists. There were rings on them that were hooked to a chain in the ceiling. The chain was embedded into a solid piece of oak tha...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
The afternoon class was in a different room to the morning one. My classmate (who I had learnt was Asha and she was from Mauritius on the way to class) and I were the last to arrive. All the others were kneeling in total silence in position 1, so we both got down into the same position and waited for our teacher to arrive. Our teacher arrived after we had b...
You are cordially invited to a New Year's Eve Celebration to be held at Lady Belle's and Bill's place. Start time: 7:00 PM Ending time: Whenever Comments: This is a costume lifestyle party. You and your sub must stay covered until after you have entered the premises. If you prefer you may change into your costume on premises but all outfits must denote yo...