Saturday morning, I woke with Jennifer's warm body next to mine. It was wonderful and I did not move until she woke. We locked eyes and she gave me a morning kiss on the cheek. "Go ahead and make me some eggs and toast". I left her in bed to go get her breakfast ready. While I was, I heard the shower running and as I was putting it on the table, she came in...
I'm a sissy. I used to be a femboi, then I was a crossdresser, and now I'm a sissy. The main difference between the crossdresser and sissy phases was the attitude; before I was a guy doing this for fun and to be admired, sexually – to confuse straight and gay boys alike. But now, as a sissy, I was devoted firstly to my master and love, Noah, and secondly to...
Jerry becomes Jill: Part 5: July 4th Week End This is the fifth part of my story about how I became Jill. After having started female hormones, Jill is introduced to group play by Mistress Rikki. The Fourth of July is on Monday and that Thursday evening at dinner Mistress gives me some information about the holiday weekend. She says, "Tomorrow you are done...
Sometimes what you're looking for is closer than you think. Take my fiancé and I for example. My name is Stacey Walton and I'm a young Black woman living in Milton, Massachusetts. I studied business administration at Bay State College and earned my MBA at the University of Massachusetts at Amherst. Presently I work for a real estate company in Brighton. I me...
Quick Recap It had been nearly two weeks since Ashley caught me trying on her panties and I was now wearing a fresh new pair every day along with a bra as she encouraged me to find my "inner-sissy" and explore my fetish. I had also learned that she obtained more pleasure from her toys than my cock and, as part of this "exploration," she had decided it was b...
As Salaam Alaikum, to any kinky fellow Muslim reading this. Salutations and greetings, ladies and gentlemen. I am Aminata Kanu, also known as Mistress Ka, an expert on BDSM and Black sexuality. I'm a young Black Muslim woman living in the City of Santa Barbara, California. Before we go any further, I must warn you that I'm into some truly extreme shit, and I...
PART EIGHT: "Baby, I've been thinking about you. Been thinking you need something more to look forward to. I think that you would enjoy cumming more, enjoy your little thing played with more if it was more a special occasion." She's seated at the kitchen table. She has a small package on the table. "Come here." She watches as I walk to her. "Mistress, I n...
Reflections after Mystic: On the scenic drive back home from a fall getaway vacation with my lovely wife, I pondered quietly how the excursion would be remembered as a first of a kind. I had begun the trip with the expectation of a quick and routine spanking followed the next day by an epic sex experience. Three days later, however, I emerged having not onl...
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack* The sound of my heels on the kitchen tile was distracting me right when I needed to focus. My wife, or Mistress Vicky as I'm to call her from now on, had left me quite a bit of chores to do today. I had just finished dusting and was getting ready to polish the kitchen floor when the doorbell rang. *ring ring* Swallowing nervously,...
Once upon a time there was a straight guy who was known by everybody as a well respected fellow. But he had a secret life. Nobody knew that he dreamt to become a feminized slaveslut, seeking an infinite and irrevocable blackmail relationship with a pitiless Mistress who would be prepared to break him with no way out. He wanted the Mistress to torment him n...