Anyone who knows me knows about my love for the female foot. I can tell you when my foot fetish developed (during puberty) but not why. I can tell you about the many sub fetishes that fall under the broader term “foot-fetish” but I can’t tell you how my sub fetishes developed. I can even tell you about the many women who have loved me and my fetish over the...
My Mistress had to leave for work. She left me in my pink thong which she chose for me to wear. I couldn't help but be excited every single time the fabric brushed against the head of my cock. I was instructed by my Mistress that touching myself was allowed but jerking off was not allowed, and until the cock cage arrived I was on the honor system. I rubbed a...
I'm Nick and this is my story of how not to behave with your hot boss. There are consequences, especially if she enjoys femdom. I had recently started work in a cinema, one of the big chain brands. It was a smaller outlet though with just five or six halls and only needed about five staff at any one time. Over the years the threat of closure had loomed and...
A modern Cinderella story * It was the first time David attended Richard's Capital Punishment Fetish Ball, Washington DC's most notorious annual fetish fashion event. Everyone who was anyone was there, dressed in the most erotic and provocative attire. There were well known Dominatrixes, some accompanied by their slaves on leashes. There were drag queens i...
I am standing in James's living room, rainwater dripping from my hair and my once-sophisticated, now disheveled black dress, all over the dark hardwood floor in this chic, sparse room. James led me here on my hands and knees, and barked, "stand up" before leaving the room. Despite the heat from a wall-mounted fireplace behind me, I am shivering. My confessi...
We meet in a bar, me, my best sissyboy painslut & you. We are all dressed in everyday office attire; you boys look so professional in your suits. I have on a tight white blouse which strains a little at the buttons, the sheer lace of my bra clearly showing through; a straight black skirt, net stockings & heeled patent black pumps. There are other such groups...
I had been the cuck foot slave to Susan Russo since she discovered my weakness and strong fetish for her bare feet and sexy shoes. She easily exploited my cravings and went to the extent to train me bi to her boyfriends. It was not unusual for me to find myself on my knees as she enjoyed sex with men and had me worship her feet and often times the men's feet...
As I ride the elevator back up to my room, I am massaging my neck trying to get the kinks out of it from staring at the same screen for the past 4 hrs. I just don't understand where they get these speakers for these conferences. As I enter my room I notice the desk light is on and figure the maid must have let if on by mistake, but as my eyes look up I notic...
The Owner knew why he wanted those wrought iron bedposts in all luxurious exec suites in all of his hotels. Those bedpost had many interesting functions. And he was utilizing one of those right now. He lay naked, wearing favorite collar, spread-eagled on his bed, shiny steel leg spreader holding his legs apart. Then he tied his legs to bed posts for good m...
Copyright 2012 Christopher D.B. Previous stories in this series: Off-Road Goddess, Paddled in the Boondocks * I slipped out of work a little early in order to drive across town to meet Miss Julia for lunch. She had called me earlier in the week to see if I was available. Considering that the last time we spent together was at a trailer located in the midd...