This is a 3rd person fiction story about my fantasies of being a Pantysissy. All characters in this story are made up, and are all over the ages of 18. To better follow this story read The Pantysissy Diaries Chapter 1 before reading chapter 2. *** The Amtrak train Jaymie was onboard with his new Mistress, Sydney had just pulled into NYC. Jaymie had to get...
Jase bucked and tried to free himself from his restraints. It was a useless endeavor. The table was inherited from my grandparents and was sturdy. His restraints were strong. He was bent over our dining room table ass up and there was nothing he could do about it. It was the contents of the bowl that had set him off. I could understand why. I had spent day...
Somehow I've managed to restrain you to the bed; my always-in-control Sir completely at my mercy. I begged and pouted so prettily that you had to acquiesce. You do so love to make me happy and today I want to play on my terms. Your arms and legs are connected to the bedposts by simple cuffs, I can't do any of those fancy things you can do with rope. I'll s...
I was honest with you. I told you I had a fantasy I wanted to share, and you showed up prepared to live my dream. I led you to the bedroom. In the middle of the bed, two pillows were stacked. Soft restraints had already been fastened to each corner of the bed. "Do you trust me?" I asked. "Yes," you replied. I sat on the edge of the bed and told you to ta...
Well I've been busy, my writing has had a hard time keeping up with my play. After mutual tough days at work, Dennis and I decided to get together on Saturday night. He'd liked the outfit I'd had on when he came over on Thursday and requested something similar. I settled on red thigh high stockings, a red garter belt and a pink and red thong. I left my still...
I hadn't heard from you for a few weeks and I was missing you like crazy, and out of the blue you texted me, asking how I was etc. We texted throughout the day talking about anything and everything and it weren't long before our usual flirty texts started. You asked me what I was thinking and I replied back saying "I was thinking about seeing you and getting...
Barb felt terrible all day. Her imagination ran wild regarding what Omar was going to do to poor Shamsa. Worst-case scenarios kept coming to her mind. Death, dismemberment, whipping, you name it, she envisioned it. The day dragged on and on. Barb kept apologizing to Shamsa but Shamsa told Barb it was her own fault and she would suffer the consequences...
**This story hasn't happened. In fact, it's based on a video I watched, I just imagined my wife and I in the situation. Let me know what you think. It's a quickie, but fun. Thanks. -M** I comforted myself by telling myself that she had agreed to all of this before she had started drinking. For now, however, the bindings were tight and the mouth gag was i...
Little girl; These are your Instructions for our session on Saturday, August 21. You will demonstrate your submission by following these Instructions exactly as they are given to you. There are to be no deviations. If any are noted corrective disciplinary measures will be meted out during the session. You will ring in at the security system at the front e...
It was a confusing time in my life...my husband traveled frequently, my daughters were becoming independent teenagers...I was looking forward to having some free time in the evenings after working a long day. I enrolled in a night course - trying to brush up on my web publication skills. The instructor assigned a team project and I was introduced to a marr...