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...
Dear Shoeblossom... I don’t know if my involvement with Satanic Silki is my fault, because of my neurosis? You judge... First, my parents were weird, warped people. The oldest of us kids, Breanne, became an adulterous bitch, and my brother Brian’s effect was, he was a cruel asshole. And he ran off with my first wife. I’m Brogan, the youngest, the “sensiti...
Declan O'Reilly's teen years had always been miserable, with bullies seeming to line up to taunt him. Sure he never liked sports or "blokey" stuff like most other boys did but no-one else seemed to cop as much shit as Declan did. Even one of his former high-school teachers had called him a sissy, not once but twice. Declan was a grimly shy 15-year-old boy w...
When the door opened, the white fur slid from her shoulders and she was absolutely naked.... It all started as a dare.... And Sydian, 'Mistress of the Calculated Risk,' thought it one dare too good to pass up.... Some friends, a few wmn like herself: secure, independent, quite professional—you've met them: Avia, Nika, Golden; some sisters of the vaginal-typ...
Author's Note- this story is a work of fiction. All the characters are eighteen or older unless noted otherwise. This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex, incest, interracial sex, gay sex, forced feminization, abuse, and rough sex. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. - ***** SMACK! My cheek stings from the big black te...
The following week went by and I had not seen Julie or Tra'mon. Many thoughts of texting my wife crossed my mind, but by now I was more timid than I ever was before since I discovered Julie was "with" the black man. I also knew the young black stud would become angry if I tried calling or texting Julie, and I was afraid to get beaten up by him yet again....
It was still early and I wanted to enjoy the feeling of being dressed in my shear hose and garter belt, tiny g-string panties and matching bra and the form fitting shiny black mini dress that barely covered my stocking tops for as long as possible. So I spent some time doing some domestic chores and it amazed me that doing something so simple could make me f...
Chapter One - Penelope Penelope Bishop gripped the steering wheel so hard that her hands were beginning to cramp. She stared intently at the tunnel of light made by the headlights; the road was sealed but unmarked except for the reflectors nailed to the white posts spaced sporadically along the side of the road. The night was pitch-black and the road was da...
This story is about an athletic but small man who has fantasized about cross dressing from an early age. When his wife finds a strange number on the phone bill, she calls the number and has a conversation with his phone mistress. What follows contains blackmail, humiliation and of course - sex. If sex and crossdressing offend you, or if you are underage, ple...
How to win a fight if all you know is to be charming, sweet and graceful? The room was large and stately. It was a drawing room, really, with paneled walls and high, shuttered windows. The scent of polishing wax reminded Lucian of Bobs working hard to clean it. Maybe the place served as a conference room; or even a boardroom with its huge, shining table...