Last August my friends and I went on a “lads holiday” to the beautiful country of Thailand. We had booked a fortnight, which was to consist of five nights in a city hotel in Bangkok, and the remainder in a stunning 5* resort in Phuket. It was my first time in the country, my friends hav... read more
"Hey sis! Remember me?" Tisha Roberts stood at the door in complete shock looking at the person in front of her, the latest KaySlay CD whispering its aural presence in the background. She scanned the person in front of her, trying to figure out what was going on. The woman in front of h... read more
Phil had been looking forward to the competition for weeks and now that it was over, he felt slightly disappointed. Not that he really had anything to be disappointed about. He had advanced to the third round in the Karate tournament where he had met an admittedly better opponent. So it wasn't that ... read more
The ride to Master's residence was completely uneventful for Lien. The whole way she lay in the trunk of his limousine, hooded and gagged, with her legs strapped together and her arms secured with the armbinder. The trip may have been uneventful, but Lien wasn't bored. She spent the whole trip fanta... read more
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
"Why are you staring at my knickers?" I jerked upright. God, I really had been staring at her knickers - not the ones she was wearing, sadly, but a pair on the floor, presumably yesterday's pair. They were perfectly normal white knickers with little pink flowers on them and a tiny satin... read more
My mum split from my dad when I was sixteen and after a succession of boyfriends she recently started dating a guy called Vern. Big Vern as I called him worked in the British Army, stationed in the North of England. They met through the internet. The first time they saw each other mum and I travelle... read more
I was having another somewhat boring evening alone. My name is Jill (when I put on women's clothes, that is) I was sitting at my computer, checking out the chat rooms on AOL. Just moments before, I had shed my male persona and taken a long hot bath, followed by a sensuous body shave that had left me... read more
"Why are you staring at my knickers?" I jerked upright. God, I really had been staring at her knickers - not the ones she was wearing, sadly, but a pair on the floor, presumably yesterday's pair. They were perfectly normal white knickers with little pink flowers on them and a tiny satin... read more
When I got home, I spent the rest of the evening thinking about how in a few hours I had gone from a closet cross dresser to a full on cock sucking, bend over and take it up the ass slut who was then shown to a group of strangers as a latex and high heel-wearing sissy. I'm not sure when I fell as... read more
My story is nothing new, like most girls who used to be boys I knew from an early age that I was different to all my school friends. My dad was a thug of a man, who enjoyed the physical battle of the rugby pitch as much as the post match booze up, but I took after the mother who died giving birth to... read more
When I woke up, I was so sore that I could hardly move. My body was a mass of pain and as I removed the blanket, I saw how bruised and ugly all the abuse had made me. The sight of my battered body made me sob with self-pity. I lay quietly waiting for Master to arrive. I didn't feel rested, but at le... read more
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... 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
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
Standing alone on the street outside the Terrace View Apartment complex, I found myself shaking uncontrollably with a mixture of apprehension and excitement. Physical exhaustion probably had a lot to do with my nerves as well. After all, I’d only begun what I had hoped would be a new life a fe... 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
Miss K sat near her bedroom window in her pink silk robe, staring off into the late morning skyline in the distance while she held a cup of hot chocolate in one hand and ran the other through her waist length bleached blonde permed hair. The indirect sunlight lent the dark chocolate skin on her sili... 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
