Dr. Marlina Montefiore was a gorgeous, fabulously sexy, dominant and commanding woman. She had not always lived those last two traits, however. She sat in a large leather chair in Her opulent office as She contemplated all that had transpired in the last few months . . . all the changes. Her mind raced back to the argument She had with Her husband who had recently been hired as a press assistant to a conservative candidate for the U.S. House of Representatives. Read more…
James grinned up at the sky. Another day on the night shift in the harbor, and he was starting to enjoy it. He marveled at how many women left their lights on and curtains open at night while preparing for bed, and he had decided that his pair of binoculars was a very good investment. There was one little number who lived in a rather secluded building fairly far away from the harbor who he particularly liked. Long, brown hair, full, gorgeous breasts, and, from what he could tell, a knockout ass. He was leaning back in his chair and nonchalantly reaching for his binoculars, fantasizing about her, when all of a sudden, a low, sultry voice stopped him in his tracks.
“Hope you’re enjoying yourself, boy.” The voice came from right behind him. Read more…
chapter 7.
Miasmo had laid her plan out in the minds of her enslaved female bodybuilders. They had been conditioned to perfection and now it was time to prepare for the delivery man’s entrapment.
The intended victim was in fact 22 years old, a wiry and lean built young man. Although he did possess a big cock as Miasmo had noticed when she caught him eyeing her up as she put on her long, leather gloves early one morning as she was leaving for an appointment. Miasmo had thought to herself that the prospective boy toy would make an excellent addition to her stable of willing slaves. She also had an evil idea that his effeminate features would lend themselves to her plans to feminise him and convert him into a maid for her mansion and all it’s occupants to enjoy. Read more…
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Chapter 1
The last train home was about to leave on this warm summer’s evening. Miasmo slowly moved down the corridor of the carriage looking for a suitable seat. She came across a compartment with only a young man of about 19 or at most in his early 20’s seated in the corner by the window. “Ideal,” she thought to herself! The young man looked across shyly at his new travelling companion. She looked quite mature, but nevertheless still a stunningly beautiful, impressive woman of forty-one. Read more…
It is morning. Marquesa and I stroll through the magnificent halls of the Chateau, entering the picturesque dining room for a buffet breakfast. I hold Her chair for Her as She sits, slowly and elegantly. The tag on Her blouse is up! As I tuck it in, the back of my hand brushes against Her perfectly done hair. Read more…
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