The following is my re-creation of an event that happened a few years ago. I had been a sissy slave to Mistress Marie for over 2 decades during which I become a totally submissive slave to Her every desire. I think of Her often as She has passed now. While doing Self-Bondage activities shortly following Her passing my wild imagination conjures up the Mistres...
On Sundays he always wore panties. If he planned on spending the afternoon alone, he'd get out and wear the rest of the clothes – pantyhose, pumps, a skirt, blouse, bra and a slip – but either way – women or men's clothes – he always wore a pair of women's panties on Sunday. It was a little strange, but it aroused him and at the same time, at least he'd tell...
Although my wife Mona was finally starting to enjoy use me as a slave some times. I still keep tell her to use her imagination. She told me that I should make it easier for her to let me know when she wanted to play Mistress. After giving it some thought I came up with the ideas of making coupons on my computer. At her request I made some for just a 24 hour...
Chapter 4 Wednesday I had to get up early on Wednesday as I had three classes, the first starting at 8 am. Classes were uneventful until my last class of the day. It was my Economics class and Prof. Simon handed me a slip of paper as I entered the class. The paper said to meet her in her office following class. A little after 2 pm I arrived at Prof. Simon'...
"Stand up," the whip crack of Mia's voice caused Zoey to flinch, but she didn't move from where she kneeled. With a sigh, Mia grabbed the leash attached to her chastity cage and started to give it a firm pull. Zoey quickly found her motivation, legs scrambling beneath her to find purchase. In her haste she slipped, almost falling back down. "Slower," Mia sa...
Once you are completely empty, I thoroughly clean you and then lead you, trembling, into my bedroom. Weak and humiliated from your enema ordeal, you sit on the bed and offer no resistance as I unlock your wrists, lie you down, and re-lock your hands above your head to the headboard. I go back to the bathroom and clean up, allowing you to rest. When I return,...
Every few weeks I get together with a small group of ladies that my BFFs call my "kinky friends." There are six of us. Me, My mom Diane, Andrea, Janelle, Olive, and Colette. All six of us are dominants. All six of us like to play around, keeping our toy boxes well stocked with "toys" for our amusement. We always swap stories of whatever we've done lately and...
What you are about to read is a true story. Just over a year ago, my best friend Lisa betrayed me and at the urging of my current lover, I took revenge and renewed a dear friendship. I guess revenge is sweet and healthy to a relationship. Lisa is planning to publish her side of the adventure soon. I would never have thought it. I had known Lisa for most of...
Kelly saw the package propped up against her front door as she came home from her five mile run. Her asshole involuntarily tightened around the pretty green jeweled butt plug riding snugly between her ass cheeks. Plainly wrapped just like they had promised. Picking up the package and unlocking her front door she stepped inside. She could feel herself alread...
You walk into the house and it is dark. This is not unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked especially late for a Friday, due to the long weekend ahead, it was now nearly eight thirty when you unlocked your front door. You walk into the foyer. As you reach for the light, a hand grabs yours and pulls you away from the switch. Another hand gr...