She closed the baize-covered sound-proof door gently, listening to the steady drone of his voice over the driving beat of the tape. She felt the return of a flood of excitement & recollection. She moved quietly on the strip of black carpet to her ‘throne’ on the raised dais, & sat – looking down at the naked man sitting upright on his ‘training chair’ in front of her – eyes shut, as he chanted his litany of subservience. Read more…
One hand was clutching my pen, and the other was down inside my trousers. i was determined to carry out my assigned task and write a fantasy story. Being a highly trained masturbator, but not an experienced writer, i was struggling to focus.
Mistress Monique summoned Her lowly live-in slave, roy, to Her lofty chambers. As She sat in all Her regal magnificence, on Her vanity stool, applying Her special beauty secrets, She saw the reflection of the wimpy worm, kneeling behind Her, looking apologetic. he was empty handed, and Monique merely screamed “get out, you stupid shit, and bring Me My coffee!!” roy scrambled away and returned, deathly afraid, yet excited by the terror, the suspense, the power She imposed upon him. Depending on Her mood, his day might be heaven, or hell, and he was utterly powerless! his only hope being to please Her with total submission. Read more…
I woke up at the foot of the bed one morning, after a brutal session with Marquesa. My bottom was still red with welts. Marquesa was standing above me with a wicked smile and said She had a surprise for me for Halloween. We were going to the Hookers Masquerade Ball in San Francisco. It is a benefit for a non-profit that helps hookers in various ways, but is turning into a Fetish ball that stops at nothing. Read more…
The advanced feminine studies program was designed to catapult the female student body into political, business and financial leadership roles in society. For the three years of the academy’s existence, no boys had ever been admitted. If his mommy, Samantha, was not best friends with the founder and owner of the school, Marquesa, tommy never would have been attended. But he was, and thus commenced the beginning of the end of tommy’s former life…as a boy. Read more…
“MADAME MARLA’S LINGERIE STORE” said the large illuminated sign hanging over the store front. Brett thought this was worth a look. He liked lingerie on his girlfriend, so why not? He liked to buy her new things to wear every so often to turn him on. And she was only too happy to oblige! This was a new store to him and he hoped to find lots of new tantalizing, and if he was really lucky tasty, treasures there! Read more…
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