Chapter 4 - ... And getting to like you It was frustrating to have to endure another week before being able to be with Emma again; but we kept in touch daily by phone, text and email. One thing I especially looked forward to every day was her sending me another erotic photo of herself wearing plimsolls. My special favourite was one of her wearing a pair of...
Thanks to Thor for Editing. ***** Slave managed to get her nipple out of my mouth in the morning and was sucking for her breakfast. Waking to a blowjob has got to be one of the best ways to wake up if my opinion counts. After I dumped my cum down her greedy throat, she made me breakfast. Then she went off the do her morning woman stuff. I gave the house...
My Dearest Readers, Thanks again for your comments! First off this installment is a bit longer than usual, however when I first wrote it, it was much longer. But I didn't like the direction I took, so I quickly revised it. (As you read you'll understand why I left off where I did. :D) I'm actually really pleased with the great ideas my laptop gave me, and I...
Part 16: Crystal becomes a house slave Crystal's sixth morning as a training slave found Devon at his desk as the phone rang. Answering it, he found Dominique on the line. "Good morning Dominique." "Devon, two things this morning. Are you planning on heading to town soon? The people would like to see the grand trainer himself." "I do plan on doing that, t...
Authors Notes: This is an edited and consolidated version of "Accidental Daddy," originally posted in separate parts between November 2017 and March 2018. ----------------- This was my first attempt at a TS/CD story, written to explore the reactions of a straight older male on encountering a sissy for the first time. Tory Buckingham was inspired by my im...
Thanks to Thor for his editing. ***** Part 2 left off with wife deciding she was going to be my slave. That was after she had played a slave slut for my birthday weekend. She told me she had planned it since her birthday, And from the experience of her deals with me to buy some very expensive extreme high heels. I had bought her two slave collars one f...
François Renard was a stagehand and handyman at the theater of the Ballet De Paris. He was a huge man, almost seven feet tall with wide shoulders and hands large and strong enough to crush a coconut, but he was very gentle giant. Most of those who saw him thought he was slow witted because he seldom spoke. Also he had a foolish smile which came out any time...
Shopping at the very busy Supermarket, every Saturday, used to be a dull, tiresome, irksome sort of...non-event - a burdensome, necessary chore, that just needed to be done. That is, until about 2 months ago, when all of that changed... Since then, Saturday's don't come around quick enough for me. I have been seeing the Supermarket in a whole new, rose-t...
I can't explain what happened any more than I can make it rain. One day I'm a heterosexual male with a sexy wife and the next day finds me on my knees. This is my story... Cindy, my wife and I lived in a suburban area just outside of Washington, DC. One day she came home with news that a strip joint was opening up near our home. "You have to take me Johnnie...
Thanks for all the support and positive feedback on this series. Please let me know what you think. The finale is coming soon. ***** The night of our performance was fast approaching. Our rehearsals had fallen into a regular routine ending with each of my little white angels blowing her black partner devil. I worried for a time that we'd be discovered or r...