Note: This story is the thirty-ninth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I s...
Chapter 4 — Twylla I was doing pretty well in my first year of college. A few of my classes were boring, and some were hard, but I was learning a ton of new stuff, and I discovered I liked it. More importantly, I was learning to really think for myself. (Cin-dy! Cin-dy!) My love life was going pretty good too, despite my being a semi-submissive, not-quit...
Chapter Eleven – Claiming Her Ass The next several weeks went without much incident. Eric spent much time as he could at home teaching protocols and rituals to Cass. But there were still times when she was at home alone for her to practice. It went well for the most part. He gave her encouragement and praise when she accomplished a task well, and punished h...
Fucking Mondays. Joshua Bennett rolled over in his bed and slapped the ever-persistent alarm ringing on his nightstand. Another day of work. Scratch that, another day of being pushed around by her. Dragon Lady, Ice Queen, bitch, he could think up a thousand names to call her and it still wouldn't ease the fire in his chest whenever he thought of her. Who w...
Author's note: Yes, it has been a long time since the last installment. Please forgive me for the delay. I was suffering some writer's block but that seems to have cleared up now. The support I have been shown for this story line has been just amazing. Thank you all for your kind words and encouragement. I hope everyone will enjoy the latest installment ju...
Minter's cock bulged in its strange and tortured position, pulled between his legs and his bell-end teased by the foreskin rings as his gait was enforced to one which matched his feminine appearance. The three women taunted him mercilessly as he sat precariously on the cab seat, perched on the edge as each movement vibrated through his balls which he now hal...
Submission. It's an interesting word, isn't it? Submission. What comes to mind when you think of it? Weakness? Passivity? Consider that even the Latin root of the word translates to 'lowering oneself'. Maybe that's why, initially, I fought so hard against thinking of my self, aligning myself if you will, with that word. If someone were to describe to you...
Part 20: The Pittsburgh trip This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. This conversation includes elements of wife swapping/sharing, incest, and group sex. If you don't approve of these beh...
Author's note: To be different I decided to bounce back and forward in time with this story. ***** Candice Michelle smiled widely as she saw the name on her phone. It was ironic because she had been just going through her contact list and found herself lingering on the very name that was now flashing, although that was only partly why Candice was now smil...
Nik quickly composed himself, breathing in deep, making sure to remain calm. "So Gale knows my secret past. It is okay. I never did anything illegal. No one else knows it. But I made a pact with Michelle and Valerie to always be truthful to one another, always sincere, even if it was negative or would create a problem." Running a hand through his hair, Nik...