Chapter 6: The Dungeon Tim and Vanessa's relationship blossomed. They became frequent clients of The Facility. Their sessions almost became routine. They would make small chat with Cassandra, be taken to the Changing Room, handcuffed together in the Spanking Waiting Room. Miss Kate would take them to her Spanking Room where she would spank them with a vari...
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Author's note: This story is the second chapter of "A sissy is born" series. Please note that it is a very slow build up and if you are looking for some hardcore sex right away, it is not for you. Please leave your comments to help me improve. It was a fairly uncomfortable couple of hours of the train ride with the constant staring of Mr. King. His gaze som...
Prologue The breeze that came in from the Atlantic ocean did not do much to quell the baking sun on the beach of Marabogo. The small island laid approximately one hundred miles of the coast of Namibia, Africa. John Morton and Henry Larsen sat on the beach in their sunbathing chairs looking at all the skimpily clad women and ripped black men. Both men were...
"What time are we expecting Chastity over for drinks baby?" Stefan quizzed. "About 7 or so and she is bring the Margarita mix with her!" Kenya yelled from the bedroom. He replayed the events that unfolded before him in his own bedroom a few short hours ago. Seeing Chastity tugging and sucking on Kenya's huge 42DD tits was definitely the highlight of his da...
Once upon a time, when magic was everywhere and wishes still came true, there was a tribe of women of such distinguished beauty and insatiable lust, that the sun itself stared open-mouthed at them, and the corals turned their heads to listen to their sinful moaning. And because they seldom were seen in anything resembling clothing, they were known in the hea...
When the doorbell rang I honestly thought I was hearing things, I'd lived in my apartment for two years and I don't think anybody had ever rang it before. It's not that I don't have any friends although if I'm being honest I don't have many, it's just that I live in a secure block and any visitors would ring the bell at ground level and then I would either c...
Part the fourth - In which the circle is no longer needed. Sister Petra had been missing for two days now, and, as the Mother Superior laid out the morning sermon for her sole remaining Sister, she sighed. She could see the glances, not at her, nor at the symbol above them, the symbol of their faith, but the doorway. More specifically, the doorway to the h...
Merritt came into the Dungeonopolis gift shop with Darrell's chastity belt in her hands, looking exasperated. Hinton smiled. He enjoyed Merritt, she was fun and cute, and they had a flirtatious relationship, though of course he was a good forty five years older than she. Hinton actually was a retired mechanical engineer; he'd had a hobby of building and r...
Baron Abel Callahan sat looking out over the great expanse of his lawn and feeling at peace with the world for he had just finished hosting Queen Victoria by putting on a show with steam driven elephants and horses that could do tricks that live anaimals could never hope to do. "We did put on a good show." he said to himself as he sipped his brandy...