My new life had settled into a wonderful routine. I would wake very early in the morning, usually still wrapped securely in Mistress Kendra’s arms. I would spend an hour or so working on my figure maintenance exercises, enjoy a cleansing enema, a refreshing bath and body shave, then I would la... read more
My name was Jim Rogers Jr. at one time. I was born and raised in a small town in a rural county in Oklahoma. My father James had been the pastor of the local Pentecostal Assembly of Jesus. Dad was what was known an ultra conservative hell fire and brimstone preacher. My mother's name was Allison. Sh... read more
The days and weeks seemed to fly by. My new position at Barnes and Bidwell was a dream come true. It provided me with a cute income to cover my personal expenses (Melissa took care of most everything), exactly fit my bubbly, flirtatious personality, and offered me unlimited opportunity to meet - and... read more
Chapter 6 I tossed and turned all night sleeping for short periods, but afraid I would oversleep or that the clock wouldn’t go off. About 4:30 I got up. I reasoned I’d need some extra time anyway so I got started. I sat on the toilet thinking about my douche. Somehow a douche seemed s... read more
Sometime during the night I was released. That exquisite pain at the point my limbs were release must have dulled my recollection of the events. I'm reasonably sure I was given the Toilet command and I hope I did a good job. In any event, I was still on the bathroom floor when I heard my mistresses ... read more
Almost two long weeks had passed since my first meeting with my new slave Candy. Our first encounter was special and my sexy new sub had not left my mind since he walked out of my door. His juicy ass and hard thick cock have filled my thoughts each day since. I had found myself wildly attracted to C... read more
Suellen certainly looked the part of a cheap S & M whore: black seamed hose, shiny pink patent 5 inch heels, a black leather miniskirt, and a translucent white nylon blouse that clearly showed the black bra underneath. Her long blonde hair swayed seductively and naturally. Well the hair was natu... read more
"Lift your leg up on the sink and pull your panties down again. I like to watch you submit," the voice behind me commands. I didn't intend to go this far. It was supposed to be harmless fun. But as my throbbing cockhead rests against the cold of this stranger's bathroom sink and I can see ... read more
My eyes open with the gentle humming of my small alarm clock. I quickly shut it off so as not to disturb anyone else in the room. Its 4:30am, well before light creeps into the day and the room is now pitch black. Very quietly I rise up on my hands and knees and crawl off of the small doggy bed on th... read more
One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate. It seems that everyone is allowed to let their hair down that much more, to party like pagans, and to lose him or herself to pure hedonistic pleasure. This holiday season, the Houston kink community... read more
The days start early for the Terrace View Apartments sex slave staff. Especially the newest sissies that have yet to completely adapt to their lives of sexual servitude. My first full day as a sissy slut began at 4am when I was yanked roughly out of my cage. My hands were quickly secured behind m... read more
It's now Friday afternoon and I am in the shower. The hot water is running over my naked body as I soap myself thoroughly. I pause for a moment as I soap between my cheeks before pushing a couple of soapy fingers inside my tight hole. I gasp, it's the first time anything has entered me this way and ... read more
There was no spaceport on Jansen's Planet. There had been, but whatever calamity had befallen the world generations ago had also destroyed its port. It was one of so many planets out in the Barrens that had fallen on hard times. So Dekker set down the Barnabas in a clearing in the forest, a remna... read more
is fiction It is strange where one’s desires can lead one. Take me as an example. Always entirely enamored of, infatuated with and completely submissive to all things feminine, a true devotee of Female Supremacy, my lifelong fantasy has always, since before I can remember, been to find a ... read more
John and his wife had gone to a party at the home of Barbara, one of their friends. Barbara was tall and statuesque. A very striking divorcee who gave every indication of being eager for sexual activity. John had met her before his marriage at a time when his finance was living in another city.... read more
If Lien had expected that life as one of Master's special slaves would be easier she was sadly mistaken. As one his chosen few she was expected to perform much, much better to all other slaves. This meant a much harder schedule than all the others had. When Lien had been a house-slave she had never ... read more
The Reward Once we were at home, I still couldn't keep Stacy quiet. "When do I get my reward, Mistress Gail?" repeated every other breath. Constantly. Finally, after I had changed into my bedtime attire (a pair of 4-inch heeled mules, and a see-through short nylon robe, in pink, like my... read more
“Hot enough for you?” I looked up from the garage to see Lisa hanging her head out the window. She had a sexy turquoise halter on. Her tits bounced back and forth as she spoke. “Now it’s real hot with you hanging out the window.” No bra, Lisa never wore a bra when it... read more
I wake up slowly, as I always do, the moment dawn breaks. The light is almost gray beneath the sheets, cold and distant. Either side of me, the legs of my mistress stretch away from me; impossibly long, impossibly big. Slightly bent, from where she’s curled up while sleeping, no doubt with a fain... read more
Below is a transcript of a recent episode of a new made for TV series called 'Make that Date'. Chuck: "Hi, everyone, this is Chuck Woolery, and welcome to another episode of . . ." "Make that Date," the audience screams in unison. Chuck: "I would like everyone to pu... read more
