We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...
Note to readers: This series is a continuation of "Laura's Femdom Empowerment". You should read that series before this one. ***** Chapter 6 A Match Made in the Dungeon Shortly after I got off the phone with Alexis I received a text from Pixie, "Are you available tonight? I have a request for a session." I replied, "You don't mean the session with Beez?"...
Duncan Lipscomb looked at Wren Johnson sadly. He really wanted her to marry him one day, but he kept pissing her off. And she looked very annoyed now. Wren was reclining on the bed, gazing fixedly at her Ipad. "Wren, please." Duncan begged. Wren looked over at Duncan, cocking her head. God she looked so cute in that body stocking. It was worth every penny...
"Dear Mr. Soaperstein: The New Hampshire Board of Parole believes in your repentance (finally), but is concerned that you have no job skills, having spent twenty-seven of your 39 years either using and selling heroin or making "Live Free or Die" license plates. However, one of our Parole board members has a share in a local business, a little shop that has...
SUPERBOWL SUNDAY AT THE COLFAX INN Valentina was toying with her husband's scrotum. Normally Val wore snug but dignified cashmere sweaters, but today she was clad in a belly tee shirt and what the longshoremen at Buttermilk Pier referred to as "whore shorts". Nibs, Val's loyal and faithful husband was bound to the narrow coffee table in his back office. Hi...
Ann's Revenge – the final chapter Ann and Rod arrive at the motel. Ann has lined it up and she has packed some interesting extras in her suitcase. Ann knows she is a wronged wife and wants her revenge. She has Rod exactly where she wants him, desperate for sex. For the last week he has been without any sexual relief and she has done lots of sexy things to...
Dear Shoeblossom: Sometimes Brearley lets me jerk off. Kneeling on the hardwood floor on my bare knees, rubbing my stiff and long denied cock, it's so painful! Brearley is always gorgeous, fully clothed as a striking contrast to my nakedness, in tight jeans or a sexy miniskirt, sometimes a tube top. Often she will wear a sexy business office outfit, which r...
Chapter 7 Laura Collars Her First Slave At the time Ben had no way of knowing what he was actually building for me. It was not going to be a "meditation room" at all. It was going to be my own private S&M dungeon. I planned to have him finish the walls, floor, and ceiling. Then by the time I was ready for him to make my custom dungeon furniture he would be...
Dear Shoeblossom... Inspired by Grant and Lyla's "Letter from Fritters, Alabama" I send you this! I bade Vince good night, kissing him on the cheek. Vince looked a bit dazed. "Troyce, you don't have to end it here. Your husband is clearly not what you want...you like me, right?" It was hard for him, my sudden distance, since my tongue had been plunging i...
Dear Shoeblossom, I got into the sweetest deal. I agreed to play femdom games with my geeky male roommate. He owns the house and was renting me one of the rooms, and like so many nerds, he has the hots for us tattooed, embroidered jeans types, I guess. Oscar is the sweetest guy, you know the kind. Comes to try and ask you out when you're smoking in the sch...