Lawrence was my friends' boss. He was a former theatre director who was now running a successful online store selling showbiz memorabilia, my friend David was his 'assistant', delivery driver, storeman, auction attender, diary secretary and from time to time guinea pig. Lawrence loved to mix cocktails and on occasion would invite a few associates of his to...
The Salon We lost Sophie that Friday, her debut performance was a bondage session, knowing Sophie she would have been a very happy girl after her first experience of real sex. I was now senior girl, I had seen three other girls become senior, and then graduate to the salon's stage in my time. I knew the rhythm of the school now and it was merely a matter...
I woke up when she whipped the cover off the cage. I had been able to curl up enough to sleep on my side but when I tried to move I was very stiff. She opened the cage door and I backed out. She told me to go take a nice long shower and that my clothes would be on the bed when I finish. She was wearing a pair of tan slacks and a yellow blouse and looked like...
It has been almost six months since the first incident with my neighbors David and Mistress Del. Since her domination of me at the club I have become her slave. Mistress has directed me to quit my job and move in with them as their slave, keeping my Mistress aroused and contented. She is reading while I am, as always, sitting at her feet. I am lost in my re...
When not on duty on a Sunday Margaret Pardoe sometimes found herself at a loose end, and that particular Sunday she'd used up what enthusiasm she had for her embroidery project in the morning and had to settle for a stroll in the garden after lunch. Emma was on duty, but that didn't prevent Margaret from being watchful of the school rules or for taking reme...
David put make up on, and looking in the mirror he liked what he saw. It was as if he saw himself for the first time; a person within being born. Davina came to life. "Oh God! It feels so right!" David remarked, seeing Davina smiling back with Davina's eyes, and not David's. He was looking through a portal into his own true soul, and he wanted to step into...
Dear Shoeblossom, You might remember my mom's letter (how long has your column been going?) "Letter from Pecan Grove" about how she trained me to dominate my dad, or "Letter from Dubuque" when I was living in Iowa with my slave boy, Brantley, Senior...RIP. I believe the author of "LETTER FROM AMES" another part of Iowa, referred to his initial femdom exper...
A Continuation of the slave college series * Michel Jenkins and Brent McMasters were freshmen at the slave college. After just celebrating their 18th birthdays, the boys had enrolled in the school, both for the academic achievements of past graduates, and because it was rumored there were 6 girls per guy on the campus. Being boys, both were thinking it wou...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ****************************** Standing in front of you naked, hands reaching back behind me and spreading myself, I feel the cool air of the room on my bu...
I will tell you a very well known secret. I. Hate. Golf. There is nothing I enjoy about it. It's a stupid game and I am terrible at it. Yet, every year, as thanks for my work on the church auction, I receive a pair of passes to one of the local golf courses for me and a guest. My husband refuses to go with me because he hates the way I complain as he is an...