Chapter 15 Only 10 minutes had passed since they left from the homeless shelter and they were already pulling up in front of CC's. Mark had had no time to process the humiliation he just experienced yet while he was already getting confronted by a whole new sense of dread creeping up to him. He knew Lisa meant well, but he was also sure she would get corrup...
Eventually, my tongue a little worse for wear, only Arabella, Miranda, and Agnes and her sissy remained as the fat ginger woman said her goodbyes. Though chubby, she was just as attractive as any of the other women, just as dominant. I had thoroughly enjoyed delving into her soft folds when punished, and had been closed to coming when she took her turn with...
After losses to Tommi, Jaimie and Dani, it didn't take a genius to realize that I had become the defacto jobber of the Crossdressing Sexfight League (CXSFL). There wasn't a cock among them that hadn't been in my mouth or ass at some point and if we had kept standings, I would have been in dead last place. Unless I wanted to accept my jobber role within the l...
A Sissy Boy Transformation (Continuation of Part I) Part II - A "Real Sissy Girl" Now Jazzy looked down at the table than in the mirror, then slowly began to apply her makeup, heavy amounts of it to get that bimbo presentation that Mistress wanted so bad. Sparkling hot pink lip gloss, she was wet by the thought of it. Pressing it to her lips, the butterfli...
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...
Chapter Twelve: Another Play Day Work Day at Our Studio. I arrive at my studio dressed for another day of fun and exciting dominatrix work. I park my "Plum Crazy Girl." step out in my red leather thigh high boots over my black sheer pantyhose. On my feminine looking body is a red leather form fitted mini dress with loose pleated, A-line skirt barely coverin...
Chapter 12 Mark had just about time to put his dildo down before the door to his room opened. His hand was still wrapped around the base, and well there was no real way he could ever hide anything of what had been going on. He was caught red-handed and could only really look at his girlfriend, or rather his ex-girlfriend in horror. After all, why else than...
Chapter 2 -- Facing Erika But my bliss would be short lived. I was abruptly wakened from my dreamlike state by a jarring shove into my shoulders that snapped my neck back and sent me reeling forward to the floor. I tried to reach out my arms and break my fall, but one hand was pinned between my pantied crotch and thighs. I reached out with the other and man...
You sit in the same dusty shop that you've worked in all your life, surrounded by artifacts, jewelry and other fancy goods that you could never even hope to buy. You stare mindlessly ahead, knowing that a long day of unending labor lies ahead of you. As an orphan, you're practically the lowest of all classes. The nobility and clergy wouldn't even waste the m...
(Quick Disclaimer: This story will contain a lot of triggering fetishes. Things such as cuckoldry, raceplay, light BDSM, bisexuality, sexual domination, bimbos, racial superiority, and other things of the like. If any of those offend you, this may not be the story for you. Also, I'm not that good of a writer. I just want to get the outline out there for the...