The Original. Dear Sir.--The year 1886. The scene, a fashionable drawing-room. The time, 9 p.m. A tall, graceful woman, and a pretty girl of 18 or 19, are reading the latest fashion news. Looking at the clock. The elder of the two says, "Come, dear; It is time to dress for bed." One readily imagines the outburst of merriment with which the modern flapper...
Krystian arrived in England as a baby with his family in 1946, from Uzghorod, Ukraine, and his parents changed his name to Christian within a month. Christian and Jeanette first met in 1963 when she was about 19 and he was a year younger. She was an art student and he a trainee laboratory technician. She joked with him about his central European accent and...
Peter was dozing on the London bound train. It was 8.30 on Friday evening. He had had a busy week's work, and as he had nothing planned for the weekend, he had decided at the last minute to head into London in search of some fun. Aged 25, tall, good-looking with shortish, dark hair, he had little problem in pulling girls when he had the mind for it, but ha...
CHAPTER ONE Donna Floriella Deoporto Norvona de Sante Cruxes stood on the deck of the SS Pogona as it finished docking in Rio de Janeiro. She scanned the waiting crowd, searching for a first glimpse of her husband to be. The year is 1881 and Floriella is a 'Letter Bride' -, the marriage had been arranged between the two families via agents, photographs and...
Note: This story contains serious body modification. If this isn't your scene, please don't continue reading. The story picks up directly from Part I. Tom had laced Rachel tonight for the first time since her pussy had gotten its eyelets. Tom had, with her permission, and in fact her request, installed two rows of eyelets in her pussy. She had six holes in...
To say that Christian was lonely after Sophie's departure would be an overstatement. He felt alone but he had his work and memories. During the next few weeks, he spent many hours poring over his collection of corsetry, photographs and related objects. On dull winter weekends, he'd get out his collections and spread them around the bed and the dressing table...
Their first telephone conversation could not have foretold better the honesty and simplicity of the relationship which was to develop. Sophie knew what she wanted. He knew immediately that he could provide what she wanted and that he would enjoy making his contribution. Hers was the fourth of the calls arising from his advertisement "Is that Christian who a...
My Dear Dolly I must recount the lengths that some young girls of today will strive (or more accurately t what lengths their mothers pressure them to strive) to attain what they consider is the height of fashion. As you know I am no aesthete and I always aspire to be tidily dressed, but I scarce believe what some of these girls wear in the name of 'beau fa...
Mr and Mrs Waytes wear corsets. Both of them. Since the earliest days of their marriage. Barbara had always worn classical, some might say old-fashioned, underwear and stockings held up by suspenders. For her wedding day, she ordered a proper corset and had her bridesmaids lace her into it. She looked amazing, with a smaller waist and smooth curved lines al...
David was a handsome man in his early fifties. Not having the fulfilling sexual life he would hope for, he often frequented the adult book and gift store. He fantasized frequently about anal sex but had never had the experience. He loved the XXX movies which helped fuel his fantasy. It was a Friday evening when he found himself at the bookstore. He was quie...