Two years ago, I was a member of the Ciccio family in Chicago. I wasn't very high up in the organization, because I wasn't Italian. I had made my way up through the ranks, however, and was making a pretty good living. I had everything I wanted, got all the girls I wanted, and did just about ... read more
There is a very old saying," Be careful what you wish for because you might just get it." My fathers name had been James Bradley. He had been a CEO of a top Wall Street investment firm. My father didn't climb to the top by being a good guy. He was a total prick who would stab anyone he had... read more
Day 15 ------ Two weeks have passed since my adventure and seems like the punishment did mean something. At least for that two weeks. I wore normal clothes while I did my normal day to day activity of checking out the barricades, stashing food and other necessities, and generally patrolling the ... read more
For Denise her life as a fully trained slave began with a stay at Mistress Rachel's house before joining the twins' household. Since it was their idea to turn her into the sissy she now was, it was agreed that she would be their slave. But as the twins were moving out of Mistress Rachel's house and ... read more
Another session - or not. The next morning Rob was the first to get out of bed. He took a hot shower and then dressed. Both Cathy and Helena were still sleeping. Their orgasms had taken a lot of energy. Rob went downstairs, filled two cups with coffee and brought them to Helena and Cathy. &... read more
I hope you enjoy this second installment of 'A Sissy's New Daddy'. I worked hard on it and hope that it brings all of you the same pleasure reading it that it has brought me writing it. There are some extreme moments in this chapter but also some very tender ones. There was a line in the first piece... read more
I faded in and out of consciousness. My body was numb and I waded through a sea of words and images that filled my mind, struggling to focus on anything specific. Slowly I began to wake but my eyes did not open and my body remained numb. I searched for my memory, I knew it was there but I couldn'... read more
A story by MicheleNylons ( Next instalment of reluctant transvestite prison whore. ) A few minutes later I was still in a daze, trying to rationalise to myself what had just happened. I was operating on automatic pilot, rifling through the drawers of my closet looking for a pair of nylons to repl... read more
The bedroom door opened and the two lovers walked down the hall into the living room side by side. Deena was wearing her nightshirt that she wore a lot, and Jeffery was nude, and he picked up his clothes that I had put on the chair and began to get dressed. “Jeffery is going to go and get dinner an... read more
La plupart des poules mouillées veulent entretenir une bite et apprendre à la prendre dans leur précieuse petite chatte de poule mouillée. Ils ont aussi besoin de goûter, voire de manger, le sperme. Bien sûr, comme toute autre chose dans la vie, cela nécessite une formation. Manger du sperme conc... read more
C'était mardi soir, ce qui signifiait que Lena se préparait pour son cours d'aérobic. Bien qu'elle ne travaillait pas, elle était certainement occupée à construire et à maintenir une vie sociale et à faire en général les choses qu'elle voulait. Il n'y avait pas un jour où Lena n'avait pas fait qu... read more
Après avoir abandonné l'université, je n'avais évidemment plus le droit de vivre dans les dortoirs. Mes parents ne me reprendraient pas. Je n'avais qu'un seul endroit où aller : l'appartement de mon ami Jack. Nous nous sommes rencontrés au collège en première année. Il a toujours été bon avec moi. ... read more
"Not yet, bitch. You've got to beg for it first," she slapped my face with her semi hard cock, "Now, tell me what you want." "I want your cock, mistress," I said wimpily. "What do you want to do with it, slave," she slapped her cock across my cheek again... read more
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy... read more
This is the first time I've told my story publicly. I wrote this maybe 3 years ago, and have shared it with one person. I used to cross dress in my hotel room while away on business trips. I'm a fat bald 46 year-old who looks ridiculous dressed up in ladies underwear. When you're obsessed, tho... read more
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 8 The first thing that struck me was pink! More pink satin than I thought existed in the entire world. The walls were covered in baby pink satin curtains, the plush carpet was also baby pink. Like all the other rooms in this house of the bizarre the ceiling as a full mirror. There was a h... read more
When Denise returned from the academy all this was taking place without her knowing about it. She started her new life as a maid in Mistress Rachel and Master Tony's house alongside her mother, Susanna. Susanna had in the meantime developed into a complete slave, craving punishment and humiliatio... read more
Denise lay in the trunk of the car, her legs tied together with rubber straps waiting patiently to see what would become of her. She had long since relinquished all control over her own life and knowing that she was just useless sissy-slut made it easy to accept that whatever was done to her was pro... read more
The next morning training began in earnest. Pete/Alice ate breakfast by sucking a thick liquid out of a dildo mounted on the wall and after breakfast his insides were cleaned out by five very painful enemas. Then his corset was tightened to make up for the slack coming from his body adjusting to the... read more
