Transition day had been an eye opener for both of us. Beth had let go of her pretense of wanting a small pencil thin penis and I had to make sure her cunt was given what it needed. Her machinations were clearly transforming for a cock she could enjoy. At first, it was the girth Beth desired the most. Two inches, then 2.2x 3.14 for a circumference that excit...
Cycle 233. I am pretty sure this is cycle 233 for me. I have no way to count other than my mind, and my mind is probably trustworthy but it is difficult to tell sometimes. I replay this story in my mind every day because it is better than going insane but I am keeping count. I try to repeat this in my mind with the same words, these exact words. Trying to ke...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** NOBODY IN THIS STORY IS LESS THAN 21 YEARS OF AGE. EVERYONE OF THE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY IS OF ADULT AGE AND CONSENTING. *** "Come on, little boy. Up on the bed, let's go." He stares at me. Sees the slight tears in my eyes, sees the shame on my face. He sees...
Mmmmm... I love Saturday mornings. I'm going to cuddle a little bit then head upstairs for some Mini-Wheats and Youtube. Her exposed neck is perfect for snuggling and while I love to wrap my arms around her, I don't want her to wake. I'll risk it and snuggle in close and savour her silky skin from our entwined ankles to my chest pressed against her bare bac...
I am sitting by myself in what appears to be a restaurant/bar that caters to women. I have been exchanging emails with Ms. Alexandria concerning a position she has open for a couple of weeks. She wanted to meet me here at "La Femme" to interview me about the position. I am sitting at a table in the back of the bar area waiting for Ms. Alexandria to arrive....
I will not go into detail here on how it came to be, but I, John, have been enslaved by my wife, Lisa. She has managed to put me under her complete control. I must do exactly as she commands at all times, or face punishment. She is in general a stern though loving mistress. She ensures that I behave properly, but rewards good behavior, and has my best intere...
Sally wasn’t sure if Pete would be able to make it - she knew how difficult it was for him to get away but she was ready and waiting anyway. She was wearing a cotton white blouse which just came to the top of her thighs and a pair of high heeled black boots, underneath she had on black stockings and suspenders, this was the only underwear she had on except f...
"I do not want to be a girl anymore. I want to be a woman." Maria Blanco threw a tantrum while following her stepbrother Owen Barnett through their mansion home in the bowels of Texas. He had taken her virginity two nights before and had warned her that there was more than just losing her virginity to being a woman. In her naivety at knowing pretty much not...
Dear Mistress, Though I am writing this for an audience, consider this a part of my submission. I can think of a no more humiliating or degrading act of sexual subservience than to broadcast my status as a bitch, slut, whore or whatever name you chose to call me. My readers may assume this is a rhetorical device. Let me spare a moment to reassure them. T...
It was a week night and I received a text from an ex girlfriend I haven't talked to in 2 years. I stared at my phone in surprise when I see her name pop up. My heart kinda skipped a beat and I opened the text anxiously. It was from Molly, she was the first girl I exposed myself to. She knew all my secrets and kinks from our past together. The text simply re...