Set in the same world as A Slave Under Contract, but with a different theme. "Do you agree, then, George?" asked Melinda. George stammered and stuttered, trying to get his words out. That this beautiful goddess should have asked him to be her slave for a full year, well, it was more than he could have hoped for. They would go together to the enslavement ce...
He was new to Pittsburgh, from the West Coast. Making a brand new start, without his family dropping in unannounced. But sadly, without his lover, who'd left him rather than leaving the coast. At the mysterious advice of a friend from the internet, he'd come to Boyce Park the day he got to Pittsburgh. Left everything parked, and his phone not working to come...
Author's note: This is a sequel to the Casey's Fall series. There are many elements in this story that will be more enjoyable and make more sense if you read that first. * Casey rolled over in bed and watched Greg sleeping. He was here so often these days that he had practically moved in, but neither of them thought much beyond how much they enjoyed being...
I sat back nervously in the hard chair of the waiting room. It has been some 3 months since my last job interview and I am eager to get this job even though it is not exactly what I want. There is nothing wrong with the job; it's a PC Technician/ Support role for a small advertising company. It's the location, in a small town in the middle of nowhere, 100's...
Background: This story involves my on-line subject Nancy, who I introduced in Mistress Chronicles 4. We've had no in-person relationship. In fact, in all of our sessions Nancy has never actually seen me. I have sent him pictures that I have told him look similar to me, but never an actual photo. * By way of background, Nancy is a computer nerd. Brilliant...
Martin reflected on the previous nights event. He hugged his pillow tightly to himself as he mentally relived the humiliation that naturally came with taking the Vow publicly, even for women. It had lived up to it's reputation. It was the most degrading and demeaning act of so called love a human being could experience. It would soon be time to get out of...
I kissed Tina's boots as the two ladies lounged above me on the couch drinking red wine. The taste and smell of her suede boots mixed with her perfume caused me to get excited again in the chastity device. "I've been sooo horny, and there are just no good men around. I'm so glad you let me come over and play." Tina's voice stretched out. "You're welcome an...
Don't believe the stereotypes, ladies and gentlemen. Black cuckolds do EXIST. My name is Jeanette Langlois and I'm a woman of Haitian and French Canadian descent living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. My mother, Annabelle Jean was Haitian and my father, Roger Langlois was white, of French Canadian descent. I guess that technically makes me mixed but I alway...
It has been a month ago today that my wife walked into my office and asked for a divorce. She told me that she had hired a private investigator and had an entire portfolio of photographs of my recent indiscretions. If this were to be made public it would be very humiliating for me professionally. A quick glance at the separation paper drawn up by her attor...
At Madame Vega's instruction I had spent the last hour edging myself. This is not always an easy task for a sissy who is not allowed to stroke her clitty. The edging was primarily accomplished by the use of a vibrating wand inserted in my fuck hole, and an Hitachi wand that I could rub my clitty on, as I teased my fuck hole deep inside. I had been banned fro...