I woke up next to Sue, who'd crashed out after our adventures the night before. We got up, and cleaned up a bit. I said I wanted to go for my bicycle ride, and Sue said she'd go home and go for a run. "You could do that here," I said, "in the park." "I don't have my running gear," she said. "You could wear your outfit from last night." "I don't think so,...
"Sir, your feet must be hurtin'." I break my gaze away from the tiled flooring of the cafe. The cafe's owner: John, was looking at me curiously. I simply nod to him, keeping my gaze lowered, even though he couldn't possibly recognize me with this new body. John chuckled, scratching at his flimsy white beard thoughtfully, and continued: "You seem fam...
"God, Ben! You have a wonderful way of making people regret ever meeting you. He's my cousin for Chrissakes!" These words are carried from the bedroom, down the hall, and into the living room, by the sheer force of the anger in Madeline's voice. Directly behind them is the form from which they propelled, struggling through the small apartment with...
1: Entrance-The ballroom As I enter the room, I am first struck by its immense size. The broad stares lead down on to a expansive floor which stretches Hundreds of yards. The open areas are broken only by the symmetrically placed pillars which stretch up into arches across the vaulted ceiling. Broad plate glass doors and windows form the outside wall on tw...
Chapter Seventeen: It's time that Chantel Earned Her Keep. Well it's the morning of a Saturday, to where by night time I will soon be doing some true sissy slut street walking and now truly begin to earn my keep and begin to earn some serious money for my Master. I awake like all other mornings at 7:30am and follow my morning routine, enema, shower, shave...
I'm pretty sure this going to be the second to last chapter of this book. As we get closer to the end there isn't going to be much in the way of sex, there's none in this chapter. As I said in the last chapter, chapters 6 & 7 were originally one chapter but were split up because I was having writers block and wanted to get what I had out. My plan of having o...
Near Boston Harbor, adjacent to the Financial district, there was a rather unique and special barber. He specialized in services not usually rendered by any other of his profession. By day, assorted account executives, brokers and the like, from various high-power financial titans would march into his little out-of-the-way barber shop, all looking for a quic...
Come to My Special Hideaway With Me Ch. 1 I spot you immediately as you exit the automatic doors of the regional airport onto pick up zone of the arrival level. You are wearing exactly what you told me you would be but more importantly, it is your manner that identifies you instantly. You move like you own the world and you have the persona of someone who g...
I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story... ******************************** "Oh my!!!" You enter the room and see me in my cage. "Gone one fucking night and you can't control yourself. Good thi...
My dear Tonya, As promised, here is the letter you've probably been waiting anxiously for over the past few days. You might have recognized the unusual envelope made from a recycled out-of-date geological map: This is the very same letter I mailed on the way to the airport to send you home. But as I write this, you are still with me, in the living room....