Education Michele remained tied to the bed, mortified and full of trepidation whilst Dr Lovejoy dressed and left the room. Polly soon followed with the incriminating eight-millimetre film still in the camera, leaving Matron Holliday alone with Michele. "So you see Nurse Nylons we have some very incriminating evidence in our possession. This means you now b...
Author's disclaimer: I am not a fan of 'Sissy' stories. Some crossdressed bloke dressed in taffeta and crinolines, frilly knickers, with blonde ringleted girly-girl hair being dragged along on a leash by some leather-clad dominatrix Mistress who forces him to be her sissy, spanking him and finally sticking a big plastic cock up his arse is not my forte. Tha...
I had spent a night in aggravated sleep. Sleep? Let's call it tossing and turning from side to side. Let's call it staring at the ceiling in the dark. Let's call it anything except sleep. Sleep denotes restfulness, but I was anything but restful. I was agitated. I was nervous. Two days earlier I had a brief conversation with a very special aunt, my uncle Do...
The following accounts are just a handful memorable panty related adventures from my past. Enjoy. I have had a panty fetish as long as I can remember. Gaining access to women’s wardrobes has presented formidable challenges and great rewards. These experiences are in no particular order. My brother’s girlfriend was a hottie and was known to scream when she...
Brian awoke and rubbed his eyes. It was the last Saturday before New Year. The time on the clock radio registered 9.27. Noticing that Anne's side of the bed was empty he remembered her muttering something during their bedtime pillow chat the previous evening about nipping into town early to take advantage of the sales. Knowing how much he hated shopping she'...
I was pretty tired that Saturday evening. All day Saturday, moving Sara’s things in. Sara said that she did not want to sleep with Natalia and I, as she despised men. Natalia agreed, saying that after seeing how I watch without asking, she was beginning to hate men too. Over the next month, things went from bad to worse. I slept in Sara’s room while sh...
I was in the office, watching you every day, masturbating about you each night, wanking myself silently in the toilets at work, clenching my teeth as I made myself cum thinking about you strutting about in that tight pencil skirt with those amazing heels and how much I wanted you. You had used me and abused me for years now, forcing me to serve you in your o...
The Friday work day finally ended and I raced home to shower and get ready for my date with Julie. It was late August and the local Harvest Fair was happening so I planned to take her there to see the sights and get something to eat. We both had grown up in a small farming community, and while neither one of us was involved in agriculture, we both liked to k...
It was great news that Julie and I were going to be on the same work schedule. This allowed us to see each other during the week and my mother still worked nights so we had free run of the house on weeknights. Using the guise that we were going out to eat, Julie would stop by after work and usually we were in bed within minutes of her arrival. I was eating,...
In 1959 Brian Macklin was in his mid forties and was making just enough money to get along; his dreams of affluence were ruined when his marriage failed. He used to be a sales executive for an affluent London based firm but all of that came to an end when his wife left him; his father-in-law owned the firm where he worked; say no more. To make matters worse...