We met on the net. How modern. He was shy and nervous, very much like I was though if anything even more cautious. Being a closet cross dresser with a life outside my apartment door my main aim was discretion and major fear -- discovery. Charles appeared to be perfect for my yearning to fulfill my fantasies and spice up my solo adventures. We chatted online...
Tom awoke with a start. His right hand instinctively fumbled to switch off the alarm clock, but as his hand found the device he realised that his actions did not make the ringing sound stop. His foggy mind could not resolve his confusion instantly but he eventually became aware that the ringing was coming from his front doorbell. Tom shifted from the bed and...
She had been so kind, so understanding of his needs, so nonjudgmental that he found himself gratefully allowing her to make him into the girl he had always wanted to be. When she hadn't freaked upon discovering his stash of female underwear and had honestly tired to understand what it was about them that excited him so he couldn't believe his luck. His bigge...
Dan constantly fantasized about being dominated by a woman. He couldn't explain the logic behind his kinky desires but the thought of being helpless and submissive to a dominant woman overwhelmed him with erotic pleasures. His wife of 3 years knew about his fantasies and on occasions would indulge in them with Dan. Dan loved when Melissa would tie him up an...
Special thanks to Mistress Sarah and Miss May and Miss Mill who are my motivation for this story. Thank you for your guidance and wisdom and for the privilege of serving you and writing about you. Chapter 11 Discovering the Girl in Him For the first time since he arrived at Mistress Sarah's house, Josie was left alone in silence. His cock was still thro...
Hello people, this is my first story, I am not a native English speaker, so the first chapters might have some mistakes. This was already posted up to chapter 14 in other sites so I am just porting the story over to the Chyoa format. I would like as much feedback as possible. Don't be afraid to lay hard on me what you think and how bad my writing is! I would...
This is part 2 in a series of letters about my cuckolding. For context, read part 1. We open with O/our Bull knocking at the door on the fateful evening. ==== Already on my feet, i walked to the door and, fumbling with the handle a bit, opened it to see Him. Our eyes met. i saw His immediately slide down my nightgown as His grin widened. "Ah, good evening...
1. Becoming a lesbian sissy slut I was eighteen years old when I became a girl. Or rather: When I was turned into a submissive lesbian sissy slut by my High School teacher, Miss Johnstone. She was an imposing woman, in her late fifties, tall and with short cropped grey hair. She had piercing green eyes and a well-trained body that she kept in shape by regul...
Emma's gaze swung around the room taking in as much of the contents of the room as she could. So many of the items being completely unrecognizable to her. "Close your mouth my dear little slut or I may have to put something in it." "Yes Master, sorry Master, it is just an amazing collection." "It is, isn't it and we'll get Charlie to choose your new plug...
Salutations, dear readers. It has most definitely been a while, hasn't it? The name is Wendy Stefania Polydor, and I'm a young Haitian-American woman living in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. Mother of two, divorcee, college graduate and nurse, I am all of these things and more. I have been delving into the world of BDSM, and more fun things like swinging...