Riding Boots Stories

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Victorian Boots

by nanette21 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

He called me on my land line and said "I'm coming over to get my boots. Tonight at 8 PM. And I want my costume cleaned and pressed and laid out on a chair." And then he hung up. My heart was pounding. But I did not know what to do - I hadn't spoken to G in a month and the last time we had spoken it was a bitter argument. He had the nerve to try to scold me -...

Fox Hunt

by Katiecat on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

"Some Women (Oh the shame!) like ramping Rigs, Ride flaunting in their powder'd Perriwigs; Astride they sit (and not ashamed neither), Drest up like men in Jacket, Cap, and Feather! " A Looking Glass for the Times -- Thomas Ellwood, c1670 I heard the baying of the hounds, the excited shouts of the whippers-in, and the huntsman's horn. I stepped out of the...

A Coming of Age

by soleful on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Sally worked for my parents as domestic help. I always found myself drawn to her. She was unusually tall at an even 6 feet. Her features were quite attractive but she always dressed in plain clothes with no makeup with her hair tied in a severe bun. Did I mention that Sally also belonged to my parents? She was a robot, which were common domestic companions i...

Lady Carmen's Fantasies

by Maria_McGeorge on Feb 25, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

My name is Carmen, though my correct title is Lady Carmen. The title is not through marriage but because my father is an Earl. This is the story of how my downfall began. During the long lonely School Holidays of my childhood, I was left to my own devices. I would explore the empty and dusty rooms of our vast house. I used to try and imagine the building...

Mistress Kristen Ch. 04

by EricShunGreen on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

"Ding!" The flight attendant spoke over the PA system "Ladies and Gentleman, the use of cellular telephones is now permitted, but you are reminded to remain seated until the aircraft has come to a complete stop and the captain turns off the fasten seatbelt sign." Adam fished into his pocket for his phone and waited anxiously for it to boot up. This busine...

Messy Riding Lessons

by tarred on Sep 11, 2017
BDSM

I trembled with anticipation, the stable yard was quiet, the only sound was the snorting of sleepy horses. I crept towards the tack room, my shadow cast by the full moon above. I fiddled with the lock and swung the door open, I was engulfed with the smell of warm leather and horses, I breathed in the intoxicating aroma. I had been planning this session for w...

Dancing Horses

by zbrewster on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The Snow Queen was angry. Very angry. Livid. She was not used to being betrayed. Even worse was the fact that her two most trusted servants were at the heart of it. Something would have to be done with sweet Meadow Nymph and proud Wood Witch. Something serious. A year ago, both had begged Snow Queen for equestrian lessons. They cited personal development as...

To Pay Her Debts Ch. 01

by Whacky on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Lisa looked sadly at the financial statement she had drawn up. Income - £67 per week on her jobseekers allowance. From this she had to find her food and clothing, water, gas and electricity. It was impossible. She had never been very good at budgeting and now she was in a crisis. Why had she approached Wonga for money? It had all seemed so simple at the time...

An Erotic Tale

by Miss Honey on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The prince forced her hands behind her and held them tight. Her back arched and her dress strained across her large full breasts. The jewels sown upon the bodice; rubies, emeralds, and diamonds, gems given to her by the seven little men from the forest, rubbed against her nipples causing them to harden to visible points. He ordered each of his four submissiv...

She Takes What She Wants

by ChristopherDB on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks, Lunch With A Dominatrix, A Painful Test. * Pulling into the parking lot of my apartment complex one weekend afternoon, I saw my friend Mike unloading a set of new wheels from the back of his small 4x4 pickup. Oversize heavy lugged tires mounted on plain black painted steel rims....