Steve had been locked in his cage for about four months. I would occasionally let him out to clean up but for the most part he remained locked up. He had become very attentive since we had started his chastity. Steve made sure he did all of his chores around the house quickly and completely. I had begun to love my new role as the controller of his sexual rel...
[This story of how I proceeded in a short-term program to improve my toilet habits and behavior contains frank discussion of bodily functions. If you find this offensive, please read no further. All characters are over 18.] Although I am mostly dominant, I do have a submissive part of me that occasionally craves to be taken in hand by a young, severe, attra...
I woke up when some fluid hit my face, then I smelt it. It was piss. Where the hell was I? Then two parts of darkness parted and I saw a face looking at me. "Bonjour bonjour. En plein de vos la bouche je vous en prie." So I opened my mouth and the piss squirted in. I just had to gulp it down. It tasted salty, I had forgotten the taste. I could see that the...
This is a fictitious story- well, partly anyway. Needless to say, any resemblance to any location or people is purely coincidental... Extracts from a Pee- Watcher's Diary 1. WATCHING ANNIE PEE I first met Annie years ago when I was 18, and working on a local farm. She owned a riding school next to the farm, and was always popping in for something or anoth...
Sandy, Richard's relief driver, called Friday to tell Richard that she had put her little girl in the hospital early Wednesday morning, told her why and then added that she was just home to take a shower. "This is the first time I've left her since Wednesday," she said. "You can imagine what I look like by now! "Oh honey, I can better imagine how you must s...
Setting - a tile manufacturing company in the Yorkshire Dales, a five story office building attached to a sweeping factory unit. The office staff are predominately female and very, very naughty! It was after hours and Susan had taken to the attic with butterflies dancing in her stomach at the thought of what she was intending to do. Everybody else had gone...
(Inspired By "Surprise" [pic] by Imagination Station/Shyguy) by The Preve (Thanks to Jen Lit Girl for the edit) On May 22, two thousand and something or other, the Strassberg Company Biolab suffered a catastrophe. Eric Rodriguez, a semi-employed and extraordinarily stupid plumber, fucked up royally when he misconnected two very important pipes. The lab...
Author's note: this story follows on from the earlier "To Take Advantage" stories. You might want to read them first! ***** There was a quiet murmur of conversation in the restaurant, underscored by the light percussive tinkle of cutlery on crockery. The pervasive atmosphere was of people luxuriating in comfortable surroundings, elegant wine and fine dinin...
DISCLAIMER - All people and events described in this story are fictional, and any similarity to real people living or dead is entirely coincidental. Any characters involved in sexual situations and voyeurism are 18-years-old and over. I intend to write most of my stories in the past, and this one takes place in 1993. I hope you enjoy it. ***** STEVE COLLI...
In the morning Caroline came back, but she knocked on the regular, front door again. I opened it, a little alarmed to see her there, and wondering if this was when she would blush, apologize for her drunken outburst, or else forget entirely about the incident of the night before. But instead she looked deep into my eyes and took a step closer to me. "That...