Sissy Institute Bdsm Stories

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Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 12

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I was back in my room after an exhausting day of training. The prostate stimulating butt plug had been removed. I longed for the sensations it had provided me, and I had asked Madam Christina to leave it in. She had only smiled and said, "So easy, so easy; but no I will not leave it in. You will have to earn the pleasure you have learned that your ass can pr...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 04

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I received some very negative and very aggressive comments about previous chapter postings. If you are not aroused by FemDom, Humiliation, and Forced Fem please do not bother to read this. These stories are for the benefit of those who enjoy this form of erotica. ***** I lost all concept of time as I fell into a rhythm of incredible stimulation to my penis...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 13: Final

by NancyPan on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Thanks to all of you who encouraged me to continue writing this story. Stay tuned for new stories. Please vote! All respectful feedback appreciated. ***** "Wake up, Nancy. Rise and shine. Time to get up, sissy." I hadn't heard the key turn in the door lock, and I hadn't heard Ms. Jensen enter my room. I sat bolt upright, then remembered that I was wearin...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 06

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

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...

The Sex Maniac Institute Ch. 1

by allexcited69 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was in the year 2012. After along six year war that started in China spread to the Middle East, then to Africa and then to Europe and ultimately to North America. Miraculously, South America and the Isles in the Caribbean and Oceania had remained untouched, it was a war initially caused by local food shortages brought about by floods, then acute energy s...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 08

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

It seemed like I was going to have plenty of time to contemplate not only why I was experiencing such arousal at being treated like a helpless infant and a domestic pet, but time to consider my future fate with Kelli. Here I was, diapered and locked in a 4 X 4 X 6 wire dog cage with a solid plastic floor and a doggie bed. I tried to ignore the sensations fro...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 09

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I want to finish the story since I have some avid readers and I don't want to leave you "hanging," so to speak. However, I've noted a significant drop in the number of votes and the rating of the last couple chapters - so if you want to encourage me or have constructive suggestions, please vote and/or leave a comment. ***** Confined to the cage and in tot...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 05

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

"I am so proud of you, Tom," Ms Jensen said warmly, approaching me and taking my hands in hers, "It will help you so much to accept this about yourself, Tom. We will help you turn the fantasy of being a sissy into the reality of sissy life. Ms. Panington will be pleased with this progress, and I am quite sure that Kelli will be pleased as well. Let's get you...

Kyros-giolla Institute Ch. 01

by FeeltheAche on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Annis Edgewood, 26, was bored. Four years of teaching high school biology had worn her hopes of changing the world thinner than she could have imagined after graduating from college. Trying to stave off the feeling of uselessness, she filled her days with school-related activities, leaving her with little time for men. True, she had several relationships in...

Behavior Modification Institute Ch. 07

by NancyPan on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...