I awoke, presumably at some point in the morning, shrouded in darkness. As the usual post-sleep confusion faded, my situation became clearer. Despite my disappointing performance last week, madame decided to keep me on as one of her toys, at least for now. She had summoned me to her home for the weekend, during which I was to give myself completely to her an...
Peter Grayson woke up late that morning his head ringing from his hangover. Slowly getting up out of bed, he made his way over to his bathroom washing his face in an attempt to wake himself up. Looking up in the mirror, Peter checked himself out. Peter Grayson was eighteen years old with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was tall with a muscular body and s...
She stood in front of her closet determined to make the right choice. Would it be the naughty librarian, wearing the business suit, the blouse unbuttoned one button too far, the glasses, the skirt, the stockings? Or her hair in pony tails, plaid skirt, the schoolgirl in detention. Or something else, the busy soccer mom, the real MILF, speeding through town o...
My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...
It all started last autumn. I was renting a flat in London, a small bedsit over a row of rundown shops where the smell from countless restaurants hung in the air like stale cigarette smoke. I'd been unemployed for nearly a year and if it wasn't for the council paying my landlord every month I'd have been sleeping out in the park with all the other drunks and...
*This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author.* * Lucia was really hoping this was going to work. She looked herself over in the mirror. Although Lucia was in her mid-thirties, she looked much younger, especially in the schoolgirl outfit she had donned. The top was a white button-do...
Oh you just love to play, don't you Jeanette. When the mood takes you, then you know just what you want and how to get me to deliver. Sometimes you want it rough, painful, and we have worked out scenarios to satisfy your needs, to feed your hungers. When you stepped into the kitchen as I drank my coffee, I knew instantly what you had in mind. You were weari...
Adam rushed into his room after school. His dick was already straining in his pants. It seemed like it was getting harder and harder to make it through a day of school without jerking off. The young man had taken to blowing a load in the toilet at lunch. Today, he couldn't find an empty stall before the bell rang. The boy dropped his pants wrapped his hand a...
This is a continuation of the Sherry's Test Series. It will make more sense if it is read in order but each chapter stands on its own. This chapter contains light BDSM and humiliation.. It does NOT contain any hardcore sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and the c...
My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...