My name is Alexis Hayes. Friends call me Lexi. A little over a year ago I had an orgasm unlike anything I had experienced in the past. It originated deep in my core and expanded outward to completely overwhelm my senses. In short, it blew my mind and it hasn't happened since. The guy who was fucking me at the time understood that something unusual had happen...
Chapter Two: Onto Her Training and Breaking Down. The feeling of fear and dread falls over Chantel as she sits on the flimsy bed in what is for now her prison cell. Totally alone and isolated except for the fact that Mitch and Nate Burrows will lord over her as they orientate, train and ultimately break Chantel from a fantasy sissy to what will be a living...
I've done this a hundred times but it's always fun. My lovely slave wife is waiting patiently sitting on an old coffee table we keep in the basement, not that she has much choice. I already have each of her her leather wrist cuffs loosely pulled toward the rafters and the floor with two simple ropes on each cuff. Her ankle cuffs are similarly tied. She's in...
I've been planning to do something naughty for a while now, but I never found the time. Until a few days ago, I was left alone at home. It was Friday morning and I was lying in my bed like a sly fox waiting for the right moment. Around 7:30am I hear the garage door open, I assumed it was my father leaving for work. Next, I waited for my mother to leave at 8:...
Angie and I are now on equal footing as far as bondage goes, each of us having now experienced everything the twins have conjured up in terms of restraint devices and techniques. Over the next three weeks we each go on a few dates with our twin and enjoy the normalcy of the experience. But we are also on pins and needles waiting for our next notes to arrive...
This is my first attempt at fiction. Part 1 is to set up the following parts and act as a foundation for the story. Please bear with me and I hope you will find the completed story enjoyable. My thanks go to SlaveGirl70 for her editing skills and to LunarSirius for his review and ideas. ***** Ha! I should have known that if my life was going to take a ba...
The Group I wasn't sure what to wear and George was no help at all. I decided it had to be something middle of the road ... not too dowdy ... not too risqué. I settled on a thin blouse and a figure-hugging knee-length skirt. Knowing my blouse would not conceal my bra I chose a white one with lots of lace. The only way to avoid any panty lines with this skir...
Author's Note: This story is the sequel to my Valentine's Day story "The 14th Anniversary". It starts off where the first one ended. The story can also be read as a stand-alone piece. Please review. ------------------------------------ My reflexion in the mirror wall of the elevator carrying me up to our penthouse apartment looked tired. That was to be exp...
So, here I am, on a Friday morning, sitting behind my laptop writing down the recent and current experiences as instructed by my beloved wife. Just so you know, as I write this, my dick is enclosed and locked in a chastity cage (guess who has the keys) with a pulsating, vibrating cock ring over the penis tube of the device, hugging my balls at the same time....
Today's assignment from my Master was to conduct seven 99% near-cums between the hours of 12:00 pm to 7:00 pm on a dreary snow-falling Saturday. Sir also told his slave to keep thinking about the subject from the prior night, which was a possible bondage predicament scenario. The following is the journal submitted to my Master: Saturday, February 16, 2013...