Foreword. This story contains male bi-sexuality, forced feminization, and spanking. If you feel uncomfortable or do not like these subjects please do not read. Due to the length of the story, if you just want to read the sex parts, skip to chapter 5. But for those of you that wish to read it from beginning to end, I hope you enjoy. Please leave constructive...
(A friend of a friend of a friend told me the story of a goody two shoes girl who gets caught up in a life of crime. She does it to please her man, but afterwards realizes that what she really needs is simply a new man. But will the police catch up to her first? It was a long story but I hung off of every word. So will you) The glint of silver steel flashe...
Author's Note: Mistress Pepper and Sophie are "anonymized" versions of me and my slave-girl. The real me. All of my stories are (or should I say will be) my memories of a session with a sub. Thus, they are true stories. Only in this version details have been changed to protect the sub. I do live in Mobile about 10 months of the year (the remaining two I spe...
For a brief few seconds, Katie seemed to melt into my arms, but then her hands pressed into my chest and pushed me away. "I did. I wanted to know my limits. The eye was an accident, but the scratches and other marks were done by Gloria. She did what I asked her because I wanted to experience real pain while getting fucked and cumming. I knew you wouldn't und...
I believe I've achieved my ultimate goal - I am a Dirty Old Man! This is the 16th chapter in this series - I strongly recommend you to read the previous chapters in order before this one, it's not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I'm sorry about the long gaps between chapters but it's due to the real world intruding into my writing time. The result...
April woke cold. She was shivering. She looked around, she was shivering because she was in a cold room, with one fluorescent strip light overheard, putting everything in stark black and white relief. She was dressed in just the camisole top she'd been wearing and her panties, and neither offered any warmth from the cold of the room. She was on a small bed,...
SIX On Thursday Patricia and I left Manchester and drove back to Newcastle through the Pennine Hills rather than taking the motorways. There had been no snow for over a week on the top, so the roads were quite passable. It was the last day of our break and while I was a gentleman of leisure, if you can call therapy leisure, Trish was back at work the nex...
I Screamed at the Top of His Lungs This story is something of a tribute to an author error. Slirpuff has a story that features several accidental jumps from first person to third, but the most dramatic of them is the phrase "I screamed at the top of his lungs." In my first week or two of exploring this site, I caught that phrase (or it caught me) and I coul...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) My thank...
"I'll be back in a couple hours," Gianna said as she bounced back into the room. I was lying across Sonia and Vivianna on the couch in the entertainment room as we watched some mindless comedy show. No one was actually watching it, but it gave us an excuse to give Kiera some alone time with Master. "You seem extra excited all of a sudden. You're always perk...