-------------------------------------------- I like feedback, but prefer that with an e-mail address. This is the third story in my fantasy series about "The Teacher." I have another series about my real life experiences under the title "Women in Control." If you like this story check out my profile, and read my other stories. If you read several please con...
Chapter 1: Sparkling Wine Gary and I arrived at precisely 4:00 on that drizzly Saturday afternoon. We had been excitedly and nervously chattering about anything except our immediate destination and plans. Both of our imaginations were so overwrought and saturated we could barely focus on the sidewalk leading to the recessed, brick-arched front door. My hand...
Cy Thibodeau felt quite nervous as he got ready to go over to see Fanchon, and of course Alfred. Was he making the right decision? It was true, Cy had dreamed of being a submissive for as long as he could remember... Or really, it had been forced on him, and one of his serious faults had always been obsessive masturbation. At age 20, Cy and Cleary had...
My parents are going out of town for a gala, and unfortunately they think I need to be supervised in their absense. It makes me so angry. Just as I was storming off after hearing the news...the doorbell rang. I was so angry, I didn't even want to see my babysitter.What's next? Yes No What's next? Yes No...
1. Identification and Abduction Mistress, Miss Sapphire, didn't realise what she'd initiated when she ordered me to announce the appointment of Amber as Garnet's fourth mistress -- as our proxy to enable her ... him to exert more immediate control over our feminised male subject. Amber had assisted Garnet in choosing a suitable female wardrobe in accordan...
When I first met Brenda I would never have thought of her as "dominant", let alone myself as "submissive". She came across as a strong, intelligent woman who knew what she liked, and that included sex. It was refreshing to be with a woman who let me know what she wanted, instead of expecting me to read her mind. And it was especially nice that her high libid...
I was almost out of the room when my English teacher, Miss Cross, called me back in. "Where are you off to, young man?" she asked me directly. It was Friday and with only a few weeks left in our senior year, we were all off to parties just about every weekend. College was just around the corner and we were all out to make the most of our last few months to...
Dear Shoeblossom: I have read with interest your letters from chastity belt couples. I really thought I was an enthusiast, but now I think it may have gone too far. My love affair with chastity and denial began, I think, in my early twenties. In the summer after my junior year at Harvard, I wrecked Dad's BMW while drunk on the Montauk Highway, near our vaca...
This is an account of an event that happened about two and a half years ago. I’ve kept it to myself simply because there was nobody to tell, as I certainly wasn’t going to pass it on to family or friends. You can see why. We live in a town that by New England standards is sizeable but would not be much more than a large village in the rest of the country. I...
Two weeks after Jocelyn left away I was offered a Director's position with a good sized hospital. Being an experienced administrator who has a reputation for always paying attention to the "bottom line" and the efficient utilization of services made me a very competitive find. In the current economic market there simply weren't too many jobs that I was tailo...