I was sitting in the room; it was dark but lit well by the full moon shining brightly in through the tall windows to the right hand side of me. I didn't say a word to her as she came in slowly with her head down and hands behind her back, she didn't seem to notice me sitting there any way, she just walked across the room past me and knelt down with her hands...
It had been a very long two weeks since her lover had left. She knew he was expected home on or about the 15 of Dec. She had spent a quiet day with herself, hoping he was back, but still she hadn't heard anything, and the silence of the telephone was unnerving. So instead of wondering and worrying any longer she drew herself a bath. Filled with honey, herbs...
She doesn’t know what she did or why he isn’t talking to her. Her master told her to wait, be patient, the answers will come. She is Master Aynes Dracu’s favorite pet, and his most prized submissive female. She is his top submissive and she is always by his side, or at his feet. That is until now. Master Dracu has many submissive students in various states...
On Thursday nights, my wife, Mary, and I have date night. I like her to dress in revealing clothes on the dates as I find the idea of people seeing her body in public settings to be very erotic. The trick is to show off without offending anyone or getting asked to leave the restaurant, or bar. We find that late dinners are best as there are usually no kids,...
I.did.it.again! Never did I expect to understand online mastery. How could it possibly be satisfying? How could it fulfill the need to be owned? I was soon to be educated on both aspects. I read some posts on from men who seemed to know how to make it happen. Curious, as I usual am, I messaged one about a post that was very articulate. What started out as a...
I am sitting here in bed imagining what it will be like to be your slave for a week. I can see myself curled up naked and contented on the floor by your feet while you watch the tele. The only thing that I am wearing is my collar tight around my neck. I have already served you breakfast and lunch and cleared up afterwards; I am now waiting in case you need a...
Dear sissy, I trust you are preparing yourself well for our session next week. This session will be your final plunge into the realm of sissyhood. Thus far, you have simply dabbled in it, all the while essentially staying a man. All that will change starting from this session. Starting now, from the moment you finish reading this letter, one thing will cha...
It was dark in the room and she was alone. The scent of the floral candle lingered in the air as did the heady musk of sex. If she weren't blindfolded, she'd be able to look on the rumpled sheets that further attested to the fucking she had received at the hands of her new Master and Mistress, who had continued their fun long after they'd bound her arms behi...
So just to give a small amount of background, besides taking dares from people and performing them, although I don't write about a lot of them, I post ads online using this name, Porsche Karu, seeking men who are looking for a cross-dresser. I get some reply's but they never work out into an encounter. Until one guy, when he first emailed me he was staying...
Meg waltzed in wearing a party hat—a conical thing with spiral squiggles, bright cherry sparklies, and a little spray of limp confetti at its peak. The silly thing looked quite good on her, actually. But then, everything looks good on her. Anything looks good on her. Nothing looks especially good on her. Whatever. You get the idea. She handed me a present,...