**Chapter 1. Growing up Oh my where to begin, I imagine it is best to start at the beginning (or as close to it as I can remember). I grew up in a relatively medium sized east coast city living what some may call a normal life with two sisters and both my parents. Growing up I was always into sports and when I entered middle school I had begun to focus on b...
Chapter 4: The Last Day Ever look into your closet and see nothing? I woke at dawn, having slept since before dinner. Yesterday was quite a day!! Naked, I slowly crept into the shower. The steam opened my pores and let all the guilt of the past few days escape. Now, leaning against the closet door my mind was empty, my body relaxed and not one piece of cl...
This chapter contains light spanking and plenty of humiliation. It does NOT contain any hardcore sex. It is mainly about submissive females and dominant males. It does involve a daughter being stripped and spanked in front of her parents, so please do not read this if that offends you. This story is meant as a completely fictional, unrealistic fantasy and...
Rodney was quaking, in that little change booth, Miss Newbold before him, his socks and moccasins discarded. And his fingers shook as he loosened the buttons on his shirt. He was being made to strip. In front of this sales lady with the long nose, glasses, black dress. He shook as he fumbled. All his funny feelings flooded back. Those secret thoughts abo...
In a recent email exchange with my lover, I remembered a fantasy I had about my high school boyfriend's dad, Mike. I started to write it all out in our emails, and before long I was masturbating to it, confessing all kinds of dirty things. Although the story below is fictional, the fantasy was very real to me when I was 18 years old. There were so many momen...
It was somewhat before 7:00 am when I woke up. It was dark in my room, but I could hear the soft breathing of a sleeping female in my bed and I could feel one of her legs draped over mine, as well as one of her hands resting limply on my torso, just between my breasts. "Nat?" I asked groggily, assuming that the identity of my bedmate was my teenage neighbo...
This was written based on a true story experienced by a client. Contact me if you want me to write your story up! It was probably going to be the last party before high-school graduation, Matt thought to himself. Our hero was 5"11 with an enthusiastic smile and soft curly hair cut close to his scalp. His mixed white and Native-American ancestry gave him a s...
No, I don't care if I am hurting your wrist. Such a drama queen! Come here! Come and stand in front of me whilst I take a seat on your sofa. What's that? Why am I so angry with you? You know very well. Come now, don't play the innocent with me, I know you too well. Come on, you've been teasing me all day, young lady. No, don't try and pretend to look puzzle...
The rest of the week followed a pattern that I soon came to recognize and expect. Every morning I would be washed and groomed by a naked slave girl and then Gretchen would take me down to the hotel lobby where I would be spanked in front of a lobby full of people. After that I would be taken to the Punishment Park and I would be put to work, helping a park...
Cynthia's parents were tired of her promiscuous lifestyle and enrolled Cindy in an all girl school. She had been suspended from public school and arrested several times for misdemeanor offences. A change of scenery for Cindy and a separation from her friends were their last hope for their rebellious teenage daughter. Cindy found herself in more like a priso...