Going Down On the Road Ah, to be on vacation. A time to drop all of the responsibilities of your job and mundane homelife, and hit the open road for a few days of hassle free living. Free to let your hair down and leave your inhibitions behind. Mark and Laura had just packed the car with a week's worth of luggage and supplies in search of relaxation. They...
She stood at the kitchen sink doing dishes when he walked in. Immediately he saw the long, white tail. It was set against the backdrop of a boat neck t-shirt. It wrinkled slightly where it met the tail at her ass. The smell of coffee filled his nose. As he took all this in, he started to feel a stir in his pants. "Oh, so we are going to be a brat this mornin...
The next day was Saturday. I was nervous when I got up in the morning. Kevin had hidden all my tops except my old, small ones. So I was going to have to wear one of those infront of my mother. But I didn't need to worry. When I got up my shirts were all back in my wardrobe. I don't know when Kevin put them back. So I spent an uneventful weekend. I went to...
Of all my friends as I was from December, so my 18th was the last one, everyone else, including my girlfriend, has already turned 18. As a birthday presents, my parents were going to take me for a trip in Europe to see some stuff I was really interested in, like tank museum in Bovington or the Mercedes museum. That was really nice, but that meant I wouldn't...
Over the past two months, Pam and I had settled into the most beautiful routine. She would come over on Friday night or Saturday morning then we would dress and play together the rest of the weekend. A couple of times she took me shopping for clothing and lingerie, selecting a beautiful grey satin corset with copper colored trim. She held it up to me admirin...
She came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her, shoulders, and arms still glistening from the shower she just took. I watched from the bed as she made her way to the vanity and when she took a seat I could see through the mirror the towel slip slightly, revealing a healthy amount of cleavage. I felt my cock growing as I watched her dry her face...
Helen had enough. She could live with the jiggling and bouncing about but now somebody was clearly abusing her breasts. She had just returned from her usual run and was truly thankful that she had made it home somehow. She had stumbled several times already, just because of some unexpected sensations in her chest area and was about to sit down somewhere unti...
"I like your costume." How many of the celebrants must have told her that? Why couldn't she believe in herself more? "The skirt's broken." Zipper problem in back. Nobody would have noticed if she hadn't pointed it out. Her hair trailed down back as she turned around. Halfway to her waist. The curve of her back. Her fitted shirt. Shiny. Was it sticking to h...
I straighten my skirt, trying to keep it from revealing anything as another businessman files past me. The thin fabric always flies up at the smallest disturbance. Master never allows me to wear panties when I come to meet him, and I would hate for everyone here to see how wet I am underneath. I had to stand the entire way on the subway, even when a nice man...
Note: This story is the tenth installment in a series entitled "Brenda and Bobby". If you have not read the previous nine episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommen...