Jamie came to on the cold dungeon floor retching and coughing, his mind paralyzed by a mixture of pleasure and panic. He had loved the orgasm he had just experienced. His experience with breathplay was less than half a day old and already he knew that he loved it almost as much as finally ... read more
Chapter 4 My parents had a letter shortly after from the headmaster Mr. James Allen. I was to head out to CA before the start of winter term to get settled into the dorms and go through orientation. The letter said I should be there no later than December 1st and that they would arrange for me to... read more
Unexpected Visit It was a little after midnight and I was just clocking out from my shift as a waitress at the Tilted Kilt when my cell rang. "Hello?" "Danika? It's Katie." Katie is the nineteen year-old daughter of the woman I'm currently fucking. I met Katie a couple m... read more
Four weeks had passed since my first blowjob party. In that time, I had become obsessed with getting implants. The concept of being tit-fucked and wearing deep-cut tops without being concerned about the distinct line between my flesh and the fake boobs had become a constant fantasy of mine. After be... read more
I had been to this particular establishment before. I knew very well what they did and the women here were nearly all abducted. I knew that. What had brought me here today or rather on this night, was the loss of my slave. I had sold her when I got bored with her. I had a particular taste in women t... read more
Angel Jones stepped off the train and hoped she was in the right place. It was noisy and confusing in the terminal, a far cry from the relatively quiet station in her home town where she had boarded the train that morning. One hand clutched a small suitcase that contained her makeup and clean linger... read more
Ash looked himself over in his bedroom mirror critically, finding himself oddly self-conscious about his looks. He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had. He wore a simple patterned t-shirt and some ... read more
XtinaSmith2017 Ash looked himself over in his bedroom mirror critically, finding himself oddly self-conscious about his looks. He had been texting Laura all throughout the day and they had agreed that dressing pretty casual would draw the least suspicion, so he had. He wore a simple patterned ... read more
I've always known that I was not meant to be a guy. Being sexual curious I would look at porn mags like any one does. At first it was just magazines with pictures of naked woment. It was when I ran across my first Hustler magazine that my life was changed forever. Seeing pictures of studly guys with... read more
Last night I got a call from a client. He told me to meet him at a small bar close to Olga Street in Stuttgart. He ordered me to dress as follows: Short black leather mini skirt slit up the side, button down red silk blouse unbuttoned 3 buttons, 16cm spiked heels boots, fishnet body stocking, no br... read more
The third Friday of every month is my day. This is the one day, or rather night of the month that I truly look forward to. Only twelve times a year, do I allow myself to totally, absolutely indulge myself. To be a slut! A total tramp! To luxuriate, and fulfill my desires that have been pent up insid... read more
'Bye!' Paul stirred briefly in bed as his twin, Anne, called out as she dashed from their holiday apartment. Paul glanced at his watch; it would be a rush but she should make it to the airport in time for her flight back to England. They had been on holiday at a popular Mediterranean resort fo... read more
A story by MicheleNylons (Crossdresser must comply with jailhouse heavy.) "You!!!" Eddie screamed through the bars, then laughed. "Well done girls, quite a show, I really enjoyed that; and so did Michele obviously," he said snickering and pointing at the tent in the front of my skirt caused by... read more
I was never strong in school. I wasn't very interested in what we were being taught, and the teachers liked me enough to not give me too hard a time about it. I attended an all boys school. It was actually quite a religious school which makes this story all the more surprising. I was in the middle c... read more
Until this job ended last year, every day at my lunch break I would service one of my many Daddies in his office in the building where I worked. He'd always slip me a few bucks, a $20 or even $50 afterwards, not as a payment for sex, but as a "tip" "for all the hard work you do here," he says. I wor... read more
