Once Mistress Vixan had decided that after months of training and trips that she had broken Alice it was time to remake him into the image She had of him. She took him out to a tattoo artist in town and explained to him what She wanted. The artist shaved the upper front of Alice's thigh and from a picture Mistress presented proceeded to tattoo a large BDSM s...
This story is entirely fictitious. Any similarities to persons or things living or dead is purely coincidental and completely unintentional. All persons depicted in a naked/sexual nature are 18 and up. Tanya introduces a newly sissified Danny into the world of erotic photography which gets them into a hot offer they can't refuse. Author's Note: So, I establ...
"What's your star sign?" Fitz asked. "Gemini, why?" Steph replied. "Well, I like the idea of a star sign tattoo. Do you know what Chinese Year you were born in?" "The Year of the Dog. Again, why?" "I'm going to do one of those too." Steph felt a shiver of ecstasy run through her. Fitz wanting to tattoo her always did. "I've also finished planning the d...
Chapter 2 The next outing was not to be an evening. It was to be during a day. A morning in fact. She was under instruction to be ready for picking up and was currently preparing herself. Sat at the mirror naked, she applied her makeup and wondered about the forthcoming events. She had been told to not bother with a bra but to wear proper knickers, nothing...
I first published this experience a few years ago. I prefer to call them 'experiences' since the term 'story' implies fiction to me. My experiences are based upon my real life. Since I started posting my experiences my writing skills have improved a little. While, I cannot change what actually happened to me, I have added some more details and corrected some...
'Hello, Welcome!' screamed a chorus of feminine voices as I pushed back the black velvet curtain and entered the bar. The space was small and dark, comprising of five or six glass-topped tables with high bar stools. I was shown to a table on the left and sat down. On each of the glass tables were one or two girls, all dressed in similar outfits; school girl...
This is a partially true story, with some embellishments and enhancements out of my own fantasy. I'll allow you, dear readers, to wonder what is true, and what is contrived, where truth ends and fantasy begins. Enjoy. ;) Mistress Margo was waiting for me in the reception hall of Saint Petersburg Airport. I had been there a couple of times before, but this t...
Dedicated to Susan Business was good, the money was not rolling in but we were more than comfortable. The permanent makeup side was so busy that Sally had to take on an artist dedicated to just doing the tattooed makeup. I had been on several television programmes, showing my alternative look and been invited to attend well paid sessions with psychiatrist...
Part 1 It was almost 7:30 in the evening as I made my way east on West 53rd toward my hotel when the skies opened up and the rain came pouring down. I didn't have an umbrella, of course, because - even though my hotel had complimentary ones - men don't use umbrellas...so they can get wet...because that makes us cool. But, instead of being cool, I decided to...
Chapter 6 I tossed and turned all night sleeping for short periods, but afraid I would oversleep or that the clock wouldn’t go off. About 4:30 I got up. I reasoned I’d need some extra time anyway so I got started. I sat on the toilet thinking about my douche. Somehow a douche seemed so much more acceptable than an enema. I tossed my gown on the bed and fill...