I would never say that life was routine with Mistress Monica. She kept me on my toes—or, more literally, on my heels—at least around the house. On days when I got home from my law office before she got home from her corporate job, I would immediately take off my suit and tie and put on one of the frilly aprons Mistress preferred me to wear at home, and a pai...
Chapter Twelve: Chantel's day off. Ohhh, and ahhh as I awake and stretch in my bed. Mmm a blissful sleep where I see the clock and that it's actually 10:00am. At first I freak out a little bit as it normally would be very late for me. But I soon realize Master has allowed me a blissful and free Sunday off. I then get out of bed, my butthole is sore from the...
I balance my phone up against my dresser, take a deep breath and wait patiently for further instructions. I had already received orders to be dressed in my pink negligee with no panties (or underwear of any kind) on and my butt plug inserted by 7 pm. I was in position 10 minutes early and was attempting to clear my mind and focus solely on obeying whatever o...
(Hey, so things have been a bit busy lately, but I'm back with another part. I really hope you guys like what I have done with this and as always comments are really appreciated, enjoy.) ***** Mark woke up to the sound of his alarm with a loud groan. Taking the bus down town would take a lot of time and he had pretty much made up his mind that he couldn't...
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...
This is part two of a series; you'll probably need to read part one to get a grip on what's going on. As with the first part this focuses on forced feminisation including aspects of BDSM and non-con, so if that's not your thing, now would be the time to leave. Chapter 2 -- The Next Day Peter was barely able to find a second's worth of sleep that first nigh...
"Christ, Bob!" snaps Julie. You just sigh as you feel your skinny cock throb and spurt into the condom next to her bottom. "What about me?" "I'm sorry, honey. You're just too sexy! I came so fast!" you say, blushing in embarrassment that you couldn't fuck your own wife for more than 30 seconds. "Are you some fucking teenager dweeb?!" She spits as she glare...
Author's note: This is a story of a loving, married couple who wanted to expand their boundaries. It involves crossdressing, gender play and their foray into dominance and submission. If these are not topics you are interested in, then please move along. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To say ginger was in hell would be an understatement, although it would be more accur...
Ms. Panington screamed and pushed me from her lap. The arousal monitor alarm was blaring. Ms. Jensen leaped to her feet and ran to Ms. Panington's side. Upon seeing the mess, she shouted, "Naughty sissy! Didn't you hear the alarm?" I lay on the floor ashamed and humiliated. I had heard the alarm begin to sound, but I so much wanted to cum I had thrust my co...
(feel free to message me about anything! I'd love to hear from my readers :)) The alarm beeps away as you groan at the sound of it. A cool breeze rustles the curtains, letting the sun peek through. Pushing your hair to one side, you check the time. "Oh, it's still early," you say, pushing the sheets away to reveal your blue satin panties and chemis...