I awoke naked as usual. I am starting to get used to being naked and clothes are starting to seem restrictive. I also have begun to feel only superiors should be private and dressed, as a masterly right. A declaration of their authority. Slaves shou
Laying on the motel bed, I was feeling exhausted, but surprisingly horny. Travelling a lot with work, I often found myself in this situation. Sure, I could go out to a club, and hook up with some random guy. With my long slender legs, large round bre
As I walk into the local radio station I see two young interns talking on the air. Sophie, a hot brunette with nice tits and a hot ass is talking to her friend Serena. Serena is a hot mexican girl with nice tits and a beautiful body. wrapping up thei
Friend Turns to Mistress (true story)
Ì knew she loved to shop, that’s for sure. Plenty of times we had gone travelling somewhere and ended up in a mall or a big store to go shopping. She loved having me right there with her while she picked o
An unexpected autograph.
He was an unknown actor. I don’t know much about him except that he acted in most movies and tv series. My friend wanted to have his damn autograph. However to gutless to ask her himself. He lived in her neighbourhood. I l
I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing than sneaking into my girlfriend’s wardrobe while she’s out and trying on her lingerie.
The moment she leaves the house, I head for her garter belts, bras and knickers. I don’t have anything to
Would you be our full-time cross-dressing lesbian boislut?
Of course you would. I knew that from the moment we’d made you beg to be fucked whilst dressed in a red corset, knickers and stockings ensemble. Your clothes matched those of me and my new
Let me remind you how you came to be in this situation before you refuse.
I’ve been bi-sexual since I was old enough to have noticed how horny women made me. From the moment I noticed, I was unstoppable. My dominant personality seemed to bring me
I suppose it all started after my friend told me his girlfriend liked to dress him in her clothes before sex. I couldn’t quite believe it – he was masculine and muscular, a real man’s man. He’d confided in me and I teased him about it unmercifully.
I had no idea what my girlfriend had planned for me that day – and if I did, I’d probably still have gone along with it. My birthday wasn’t that special an occasion for me. I had no family and having recently moved, I’d no real friends in the city.
I suppose I was the one that first mentioned porn to Nikki. We’d been chatting on a girls’ night out and laughed abut how I’d never found any porn in the house. She giggled and said I was bound to find some sooner or later – all men had some, somew
“I think you’d better come in,” said the blonde-haired woman. She opened the door to the apartment fully, and stood aside as I walked through the door.
She was attractive enough – it was hard to see why her husband would want to cheat on her
The next morning I woke up to a bit of a tender clit and surprised to find myself naked. “Oh-yeah-Master told me to” I didn’t want to rise yet- Yawning I rolled over and fired up the laptop.
“I’ll call Master when I’m more awake,” I thought. “I hate
The Student Loan Office
Her friend Beth looked puzzled, “You used to be able to do all that on line and now you have to go in?”
“That’s right”, said Jennifer. “There are so many applicants and so few loans that now there’
As you may have read in my earlier stories, my wife’s Niece Alex has been staying with us. She has turned out to be something of a rather dirty young girl!
It was a week ago that we had some horrendous rain and her car refused to start at colleg
The Beach Bus
I was a bit dingy from the sun as I climbed up the steps of the bus and worked my way to the back. The bus that would return me to the city was crowded with beach goers and there were no seats left so I sto
I sat dejected, too old to do the only thing I knew how to do! Trained in the army, I’d honed my skills in the little mini-wars of the world – the kind that you read about on page two of your local newspaper and promptly forget. As a Soldier of F
I sat at the key board, staring at the monitor for the 10th time today. “That slave ad. I just have to try it. It’s online. I can quit anytime I want to.” I clicked the ad and “Master” answered. “So, you want to be a slave, do you?”
“Sounds like a
Danny often scolded her for doing it but then he wasn’t there, besides she was happy, and whistling one of her favourite tunes was an expression of that happiness.
So her husband didn’t recognise the tunes she whistled, so he claimed that she