The clock on the bedside table clicked loudly in the otherwise quiet room. A soft buzz of cicadas outside drifted in through the small gap in the raised window. The room seemed to glow with pink from the afternoon sun. The room hadn't changed much since Rachel had begun her fashion phase in high school. Her closet (and the closet of the guest room) were stu...
"Game Over", a deep voice pronounced from the television. Johnny threw down the controller in frustration. 'Can't even win at video games, let alone anything else', he thought to himself in disgust, 'What a way to start winter break'. He'd been home now for 3 days; already missed campus, his dorm room, and the constant business of schoolwork that could keep...
Mistress Viv wondered around the bed, filled with the most feminine and sissy items from my wardrobe. Her fingers stroking and examining various items in turn. The first things she picked up were some nylon panties. They were one of my earlier eBay purchases. A double layer of nylon ensured they always gave that nylon sliding on nylon feel even when worn on...
I spent a tension filled week on edge. I was easily distracted from even the simplest of tasks as the memories of my adventures in the parking lot with Those People continued to haunt me. I fluctuated between arousal and disgust as visions of my performance played over in my dreams both waking and while a sleep. I had become nerve rattled, jumping at every s...
Sissy let out a disheartened groan as he closed the classroom door. He looked down despondently at the discipline demerit clutched in his gloved hand, "It's my first day and already I screw something up; I can't believe this." It was only his fourth hour here at the Academy, and already he recieved a demerit. He wasn't quite regretting his decision to enrol...
Randy Evers had nothing but sympathy for his next door neighbor, Sissy Ryan, an absolutely beautiful woman caught in a bad situation. Ever since he had moved into the neighborhood six months ago, he knew that something was amiss in the Ryan household. Sissy's husband, Bruce, was a corporate executive who was at least fifteen years her senior. From the conver...
When I got back to my apartment there was a message on my answering machine to call my brother. I called him and he told me that what we had talked about at the courthouse was doable and I told him to go ahead and do it. Then I went to bed and slept like a log. Friday was a busy day at work and even though I had my hands full trying to finish the job I was...
Thanks Megan for the courage to comment. I like constructive criticism, and in addition, would love to be your toy! This chapter is dedicated to you! After returning to my house, I realized that our shopping trip did not accomplish what we set out to do, which was to get more panties for me to wear. So as not to disappoint Elaine, I dressed, the panties in...
I must tell you of an experience Daphne and I had one Saturday night. I know, I know. You're dying to find out if I ever finally met Daddy. All good come things to those who wait. I really am a sissy tease. Aren't I? I think you'll enjoy this side trip though. *** It was a lazy Sunday morning. Daphne and I were sipping coffee and nibbling on some danis...
There I was, still impaled on a shemale's cock, one belonging to what was supposed to be my sissy slave, wearing her bra, her cum on my cheek along with my post-fuck smeared make-up, and my cum running down the full length mirror. "I fell" wasn't the best explanation for what happened, but it was all I could think of with my step-father's hulking frame loomi...