Tiger Balm Stories

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Hubby Helps Me Out

by Parydise on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I had eaten a weekend's worth of the wrong food -- chips, popcorn, bread, cake, you name it, if it was really bad for me I ate it. As a result of this bottom feeder behaviour I was ill, out of sorts and felt completely blocked up. By Tuesday I was still rough, so when Hubby came home I asked him to give me an enema. He agreed, even though he was in sort of...

Danger Zone Ch. 10

by vvolfe on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Authors Note: Here is the final chapter, I struggled tying it all up in a little bow for your pleasure. I have learned my lesson, next time I decide to post a story, I will make sure I have finished the story before I start posting as nothing is worse than being left in the lurch while you wait for the author to get their act together. Thanks for reading my...

The Punishment

by LadyMisha on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

She lay trembling, wondering what He was going to do with her now. She had not been punished before for orgasming without His permission; she had never done that before. She closed her eyes and moaned softly, half in fear, half in anticipation. "You're going to be doing a lot of that before this night is over with, misha." he stated quietly. He slipped the...

Discipline Correspondant 02

by niteowl2003 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

At 2.50pm Ray (Tammy's Master) arrived and took a seat close by the War memorial in St James Park and waited. With only one minute to go he spotted Tammy walking quickly towards the memorial, where she then stood with her back to him. Quietly he stood. Formed his right hand into an imitation gun and silently approached. Sticking the finger into her back he s...

Covid 19 - Pete Turned into Charleigh Pt. 03

by His_fag_wife on Jul 13, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

"OK off with the wig now and we'll get rid of body hair first and then we can document the necessary changes." Mistress Red pulled off Charleigh's wig, one of the last vestiges of Charleigh's feminine sissy armor and as Pete looked in the mirror, he wondered if he was doing the right thing. With his bald head, flabby pecs and miniscule caged cock, he certa...

From Her Ex-Boss to her Bitch Pt. 03

by His_fag_wife on Sep 18, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

This story contains extreme fantasies of Fem Domme, watersports, cock sucking, forced bi, if these aspects are likely to upset you please do not read on. ***** Pete had been taken in by Rachel, encouraged along the way, with a little titillation and confessions of her bisexuality. For a married man he had admitted too much and allowed himself to be taken f...

Action

by Winterfrog on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Many thanks to Jedbeaker for editing this story. * We, my wife Lisa (36), our children Emil (10) and Stella (8) and I, Lucas Franzén (37) were an average Scandinavian, small town, VVV-family. That simply means that we had a house, a Volvo V70 and a dog. Lisa and I met at a party, fell in love, married 12 years ago and she is still a good looking woman bu...

Hotel Panty Slave Pt. 01

by hotelpantyslave on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

As a traveling consultant, I have found fun ways to indulge my fetishes while on the road. Because I stay at the same hotel for 12-18 months at a time I can leave a bag there with my favorite clothes and toys which means I don't have to take them through airport security every week or risk my wife finding them. Although my fetishes are not that wild, she has...

Covid 19 - Pete Turned into Charleigh Pt. 04

by His_fag_wife on Jul 27, 2020
Transgender & Crossdressers

Red unlocked the locks, unclasped the clasps on the box and then popped the lids back on the two bottles of poppers, but popped them in place for later. After this first session being so much of a hit, she thought Charleigh might be in the box for some time, every day for the coming weeks, if the lockdown remained in place for that long. At least then the du...

Poor Claire: Week 02

by adam applebiter on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

As she stripped in the hall, He came out of his study to observe. He leant on the door jamb with folded arms and a wry smile, his eyes tracing the fading purple bruises that striped her bottom. A week ago she would have felt shame at such scrutiny – at being naked before him. What a difference a week had made. Poor shy Claire hid in the cupboard with the clo...