Hey Slut! If you want a hot email that’s what your going to get you horny little slut. Now take off your clothes and get something to ram in your pussy because I want you to cum reading this. I’m on my way over to your apartment; you don’t know that I’m coming over. I'm wearing a tight T-shirt and jeans. You open the door stunned to see me, I burst In th...
You've been training for a while now and this morning I read an e-mail that told me to be ready when you come to get me at 9:00 p.m. and that I had better be ready when you show up. I expect to find you standing in your living room, waiting when I arrive. You tell me to where what you have left on my bed and nothing else. My first thought is how much I am lo...
My husband has already largely recounted my experiences as a sub slut and, in his last chapter, how he initiated my transformation. Now he's asked me to write something from my perspective. So I'll start at the beginning -- when, seeing myself as a proper housewife and shortly after we were married, my husband began pressing on me his fantasy of sharing me w...
We'd been on the road for seven hours, and though we'd hoped to make it all the way home from our trip in one day, it was becoming clear that we'd need a place to stay for the night. It was no big deal. It was summertime and we're both teachers. We had some time to play with. At about 9pm we found a nice hotel right next door to a steakhouse we know and like...
I awoke in the middle of the night to a stirring inside me. It was building up, and my pussy began to get very moist, and glistened with my juices. All I want was is to have my pussy used, and fucked, like the true whore I know I am. Let me tell you a little about myself. I am a BBW, and I stand 5'2, 200lbs., with brown hair and eyes. I have a 38D chest, a...
You take me to our room where you have our Liberator set up on the bed. I know this will be our first session as Master and Slut. It is something I have been wanting. To be trained by you, to obey your commands, to be punished as needed. We have our agreed on safe word. I see the cuffs, all three sets, wrist, ankle, and thigh. I see the blindfold, and my col...
This story has sexual content. If you are not over 18 then do not read. The names in the story has be changed to protect the real people who have been mention. The story is real. The truth is stranger than fiction. I am 58 year married white guy dressed in the standard dress for a crossdresser. You know black thigh high fishnet stockings with black suspen...
My wife Michelle had come home from her work at her law firm at about 7pm. It was Monday. All weekend starting on Friday night she had either been at the bar or walking the street in front of the bar as a whore for a gang. This had been her choice, to become a whore and experience the thrill that the sexual depravation gave her. In the months that followed s...
We have been heading out of town, north on the interstate for 25 minutes. It's a clear warm day and I have the top down. You sit beside me in a short white skirt with a light blue Lycra tank top. You're wearing white lace thigh highs and 3 inch white heels. You hair is tied up in a pony tail and your red lipstick is bright and thick. "Spread your legs and p...
Michelle's problem at work was only getting worse. For months she had willingly allowed herself to be pimped out as a whore and walked the streets or worked in a bar while her pimped either collected her money or pimped her out to a gang member which then had her work for him for the weekend. This had gone on for a few months with no problems at her work at...