To me, part of the process in my case of stripping me of my masculinity involves documenting my transformation and the humiliation that it would involve. For me it started through an encounter with a dominant man who enjoys feminizing submissive males and turning them into 24/7 gurls. It just took the right dominant man to make it happen for real. I've spen...
My thanks to for feedback which has given me ideas for the first part of this story * * * * * After the cuckold wedding (see part 1) we all adjourned to the garden where a buffet and drinks were served. I stood on the patio watching my wife hand in hand with her lover Bob go from group to group. They were laughing and chatting away and often heard various...
The early morning sun made the windows of the great house sparkle, and the ancient, dappled walls of Fairyfield Grange looked like they'd been daubed with gold. Abigail swept across the back patio and admired the recent changes. The large windows facing onto the terrace had been taken out and replaced with French doors. It was a facet of his mother's ultima...
The time had cum to discuss the full implications of her pregnancy and ongoing relationship with Jerome, whom we both loved and worshiped dearly. Wasn't it time to admit to her family and a few other friends and coworkers who still didn't know? Didn't they deserve to know that the marriage that they had seen us commit to a few years ago was now a sham, that...
I woke from a blissful slumber to the smell of coffee. I was grateful for the sofa that acted as my bed in my squat, but this bed was so comfortable I did not want to get up. As my senses returned to me, I noticed my arse was a little sore, Becky's cock cage would need more lube than a little spit if it was to go back in me. I slipped reluctantly out of the...
I felt his entire weight, his entire body push me against the wall and the more I struggled the harder he pushed into me. My hands are firmly planted on the wall and my eyes are closed. At this moment, I feel panic. Panic of what may come soon. His leg, strong and thick, push my legs apart but my tight skirt stops them. He doesn't let that prevent him from...
My thanks go to Cherysse St. Claire, who was so nice and edited my story! Without her my story wouldn't be as good as it is now! Dear Readers I hope you enjoy the ride! When they finally ended their embrace, I minced towards my wife and Mommy Adriana, head bowed, avoiding their eyes. I held out the tray and waited for Andrea to take her breakfast. "Greta,...
Note: This story is the seventieth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous sixty-nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I stron...
At 50 years old, I have started to have kinky thoughts about older women. This fantasy that I am about to narrate to you concerns three neighbours of mine. Between them their ages total 200 years. They have found out that I'm a kinky sissy, but this seems to make them crave for more sexual activity. The eldest of the three Joan Harries, encourages the other...
Author's Note: This is a story about how a chance meeting led to a much younger woman becoming an intrinsic part of an older bachelor's life. Readers be warned that if you are looking for raunchy and frequent sex, you will be disappointed. The sex that follows is just the spice added to the meat and potatoes of the love story This is my first venture into...