Amandas Story
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It was both exciting and humiliating to him as he walked towards the large upstairs bathroom where Amanda was waiting for him. Thinking of turning back, the frustration kept him moving… slowly. He paused for a moment, before his nervous hand reached towards the doorknob. In Amanda’s house, there were some rules, and he knew how strictly she enforced them. One of them being, he was without question not allowed to masturbate himself. Any masturbation which was permitted would happen once per...
Cindy met Lucy at her locker after school. ?Lucy, can you do me a favor?? Lucy closed her locker. ?Sure Cindy, what is it?? Cindy gave Lucy her house key. ?Can you drive over to my house and get my new tennis shoes? I forgot to bring them with me. They’re next to the dresser. I need them for cheerleader practice.? Lucy smiled. ?Sure Cindy.? Cindy hugged Lucy. ?Thanks.? Lucy thought about their friendship as she drove over to Cindy’s house. She’d been Cindy’s best friend for the last two...
This story is a tribute to Bared Affair and to Angie who gave so many people so many great articles and so many happy times: The format of each story in Bared Affair was a newspaper article style in depth report on a news item of interest to the spanking world and this is my version of ‘Bared Affair meets Lush’: The Article: 17 th May 2011 A new service is being offered by Surrogate Discipline Limited, based in Stretford in Sussex, UK. This is an investigative report by Amanda Jones . ...
The Article 17 th June 2011 A further report by Amanda Jones who has already shadowed a Surrogate from Surrogate Discipline Limited and has now spent a week shadowing a Surrogate from sister company Remote Discipline Limited. The main service provided by RDL is to Mothers who’s daughters have either left home and for instance gone to University or to another city for work and where whilst at home the daughter was subject to her mother’s discipline and the Mother, in particular, is concerned...
Amanda hummed to herself as she pushed the door open and stepped into her dimly lit apartment. Tossing her backpack on the floor, she let the door swing shut behind her before sliding the deadbolt shut with a satisfying ‘clunk’. The blinds were open enough to allow a sufficient amount of moonlight to shine through the lone meager window in her tiny one bedroom basement suite. Reaching over, she flipped the light switch on, her brow furrowing in confusion as the room remained enshrouded in...
The Article 5th July 2011 Amanda Jones third article in her series on the disciplinarian service offered by SDL and RDL, this time shadowing RDL disciplinarian Ruth Atkins. Ruth Atkins is 29 years old, slim, smartly dressed in a blue skirt that stopped just above the knee, a white short sleeved blouse, and a jacket. Quite the business woman actually. “I trained as a school teacher and was a firm believer in corporal punishment which I discovered if used correctly produced well behaved and...
The Article: 27th May 2011 This is the second Investigative Article by Amanda Jones into the services offered by Surrogate Discipline Limited. Managing Director Mrs Jane Ford has given me access to members of staff at SDL whilst they discuss active cases. My day started at the 8.00 am Staff Meeting. There were seven members of staff as well as Mrs. Ford. They are the team leaders. I read the agenda which included an update by each team leader on the cases they are running, not case by case...
Amanda’s Discovery Ted sat up in the double bed, sipping an electrolyte drink, surprised at how much better he felt. The last attack, over an hour before, had been much less severe. By now, he was feeling back to normal. The program on TV bored him, so he turned it off. He showered and looked at himself in the mirror, shaved, and combed his black hair. Pulling on a pair of pants, he walked to the kitchen and made some toast. At the kitchen table, he saw mail stacked to one side. Evidently...
amanda's Fantasy Dearest Mistress, Please understand that I have hundreds of fantasies. But You specifically asked for a fantasy from me about You. So, due to U/us becoming so close as of late, this one will probably be one of the greatest fantasies that I have. Please bare with me cause this is likely to become extremely detailed. At least from my perspective it will be. And so it begins.... The day has finally arrived and I am here to finally meet my beloved Mistress for...
My mistress, Mistress Angela, has commanded me to write this account of how we met and how we live. I have been Mistress Angela's money slave and cuckold for three months now. She moved in with me a little over a month ago. I met Mistress Angela just over a year ago. She was working as a dancer at the Gold Club. My wife had died the year before, and I was looking for some fun. She sat down next to me and told me her name was Marie. I bought her a drink. As we talked, I found out she enjoyed...
Chapter Fifteen: Futa's Incestuous Domination By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to FallenAngelX00 for beta reading this! I charged at Ms. Petrov from her desk in the middle of the office to where she stood to whip my ass. The leather cuffs dangled from my left wrist. My ass burned from her whipping me. I was tired of it. Tired of submitting to her. My anger boiled through me and I didn't care about anything else. I thought I could handle some BDSM play. I truly did. But Ms....
Black Daddy DominationScott Clair hated his whiteness. He wasn’t able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superior. Whiteness was his disease, magnified by a Napoleonic complex of huge proportions given his height of 5’1?. He...
House of Domination (May be continued in the future)The house was fairly rundown but a mansion still the same. Donna had paid a lot of money just to come here and wasn?t about to turn back now. This was a dream she had fantasized about for yours. Total submission she craved was finally about to be given. She got out the door of the car that had picked her up at the airport and grabbing her one bag and purse started walking towards the door. Donna had read about the place on the internet...
I charged at Ms. Petrov from her desk in the middle of the office to where she stood to whip my ass. The leather cuffs dangled from my left wrist. My ass burned from her whipping me. I was tired of it. Tired of submitting to her. My anger boiled through me and I didn’t care about anything else. I thought I could handle some BDSM play. I truly did. But Ms. Petrov was just a bitch. She made sure I came without her permission while she was fucking me with her strap-on. She took my cherry with...
In this world, femboys have risen to a position of power and domination over other genders. They are admired for their beauty, grace, and intelligence, and their society is built on a foundation of power. sex and femboy domination. The world is united into one empire, led by a powerful femboy queen who rules with a cruel and domineering. Femboys are respected for their leadership skills, and they have created a society that values intelligence, fear, and cruelty above all else. Femboys are free...
GayWelcome to our newest game show. You must be excited, because out of thousends of candidates you are choosen. You are now allowed to take part in the famous new game show: Game of domination. The rules are very simple. You get a small plastic card with your name and a magnetic stripe. Your points will be credited to you on this card. The more dominance points you collect, the better. To earn those points, you will have to solve different tasks from the so called "masters". They are employees of...
BDSMI was a brigand. An outlaw, murderer, rapist, killer. I had a lot stacked against me, to say the least. The year was 2417, and humanity had managed to get beyond their own solar system and spread out. We were nowhere near galactic domination, and we still had to terraform most planets that were even possible to use. There were many great things that had advanced, weapons included, but one of the most important genetics. Humanity had gone far enough for them to genetically modify other humans...
FantasyI always wanted a marriage based on female domination and was now suffering the consequences of having my fantasy turned into reality. People should always be careful about what they wish for.My wife Carla has always controlling me sexually. Its always been hard to satisfy all her sexual pleasures, so we both decided that she could have boyfriends that would help us out on her sexual desires. Carla has always made me eat her cunt after I have filled it full of my cum. That was one of the first...
Every once in a while as a Dominatrix you get a call from a silly stupid man who wants financial domination. Here is my story.A Judge from the Netherlands calls me and asks for financial domination. This man who thinks he is very smart and powerful has just made mistake number 1. He calls me five or six times asking me to record him promising to pay. He does not know that I record all incoming calls from the start. He then gives me his personal unlisted number thinking he is safe and that I...
MY SENSUAL JOURNEY - PART ONE By Katharine Sexkitten The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. It's a clich?, but it's true. It's a clich? because it's true. And it's true even if you don't know you're on the journey. My first step was when I was ten years old. Someone gave my mother a pair of boots, for a present. I can't remember if it was her birthday or Christmas. She politely smiled and said thank you, and never wore them. They were a little too risqu? for her...
He began feeling uncomfortable with his identity, with his whiteness, with the advent of interracial porn. Initially, he was outraged and angered by Black men and their enormous cocks fucking white women. He would watch in disgust at the videos of men endowed with equipment that made his tiny penis look infantile in comparison and seethe in anger, proclaiming how he hated Black men for being lazy, ignorant, criminal, and nothing more than savages. Of course, all that internal dialogue was...
Scott Clair hated his whiteness. He wasn’t able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superior. Whiteness was his disease, magnified by a Napoleonic complex of huge proportions given his height of 5’1”. He suffered from...
A secret and brutal fighting tournament was being held, for glory and money. Everyone who thought he stood a chance surviving to the end, entered. The crowd was rowdy, loud, and wanted to see a good fight. Everyone had their favorites, but they all just wanted to see action, blood, and even death. Their wishes were certainly being fulfilled. A black guy, barely out of his teens, but very muscular and quick, picked up his opponent in the air, with both hands, placed him on his shoulders. With a...
Black men are superior to white men in many ways, especially in the "sex department." They can turn white men into pussies (literally) by taking the white boys ass just as he would any other female. He does this not for sexual pleasure. He does this to demonstrate that he is the Alpha Male. If he can make the white boy submit, so too will his white girlfriend,. furthering our humiliation. The black superior male dominates by dominating our white girlfriends sexually, sometimes right in...
SILKEN DOMINATION By Bea What's the matter mummy?" I asked. "You're acting awfully strange." "I am not!" she answered sharply then, realizing that her tone had contradicted her words, made an attempt to rectify it. Her facial expression softened a little. "Well. This interview with Miss Manley. It might be important for you.." I laughed. "An interview with my old home economics teacher? Important? What are you talking about?" She shook her head. "You have been out...
DISCLAIMER:1. This story is fiction.2. This story is FICTION!3. The author doesn?t endorse or play down violence and brutality of any kind against living beings in general and females in special. The author insists on the consumption only by those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn?t prohibited by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading. Venom, September 2007Synopsis:Three slavegirls ("a ponygirl, a painslut and a...
I was always a good boy, never causing any trouble or needing to be disciplined. But then my mother came up with the idea that I might like to wear a dress, and I was terrified. I didn't want to be seen as a sissy or a girl, but my mother thought it would be good for me to explore my femininity. When she presented me with the Punishment Dress, I was confused and scared. I didn't know what to think, but my mother insisted that it was a punishment for something I had supposedly done...
Every journey has a starting point, but sometimes it’s difficult to tell if there is a destination.Sometimes you just start rolling and you end up someplace you never imagined.That’s true of any journey. Even an innocent bike ride on a warm summer morning.The starting point. A middle-aged man with a wife and kids, not entirely happy but not entirely unhappy either. Happy with most things except between the sheets. It happens to a lot of marriages, after the kids come along. After the partner...
Love StoriesA loud splash coming from the pool broke my concentration. I looked up from my book, blinking as the bright sunshine fought its way through my sunglasses.I smiled; two teenage boys were skylarking in the clear, warm water, both showing-off, each trying to appear older, stronger and more grown-up than the other. It had been the same the previous day, and the day before that, and the reason was obvious; my lovely wife Alice was sunbathing topless on the patio again.A brief flush of pride passed...
CuckoldMy father was a mean man, and living with him was horrible. Once I started filling out, he would find any excuse to grab my tits, pull on my nipples, and slip his hand between my legs. There were 3 of us in my family…my father, my mother and me. When we ate meals at the dinner table, my father would sometimes pull me onto his lap, slipping his hands under my shirt to squeeze my tits, and even pulling his cock out of his pants and making me stroke it. Once it was hard, he’d pull my shorts down...
(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Four: Sister-Slave's Domination By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Carmelita Campo The vibrator died in my pussy. I shuddered, moaned, the rapture still rippling through me. My every breath was full of the scent of piss. That acrid reek. So much pee. It covered every bit of my body, soaked my hair, drenched my pussy. I tasted it in my mouth, felt it in my stomach. I hated how hard I had cum as Clint and...
Chapter Fourteen: Brother's Domination By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Melody Samuels The doorbell rang. A shiver ran through me, my nipples hardening in my shirt. Today would be awesome. Alicia burst from the breakfast table where Clint, Lee, and I waited. Beside Alicia, we were the last ones still home. Mom, Zoey, and Aunt Cheryl had already left while we waited for Pam and her car. A giddy rush shot through me. I had a girlfriend. I shared her with Clint, and that was so hot. She...
My Domination by strangefun We've met on one of those kinky dating sites; She was looking for someone to dominate and humiliate, and I was looking for someone to dominate and humiliate me. She took control right away - I was ordered to throw away all my male underthings and wear only sexy lingerie, thongs, suspenders, bras, corsets, stockings, pantyhose, body shapers and so on - of which I have a pretty big collection. I had to wear these things all the time, under my normal work...
A story of how my boring mundane work journey was made bearable by fantasising about a lady who used to get on my train each day, her inspiration for this story came from her gorgeous nylon clad legsthe lady was real sadly the story is made up...One day on the train to work, the mature lady who most days i shared a train carriage with on the way to work, asked if I liked what I saw when I overdid the fleating glances at her vey smart work attire.Her attire of smart black blazer, white blouse,...
THE JOURNEY By Anne Gray Note: I originally posted this story in 2003, complete with the usual mistakes made by would be authors, in five short chapters. I am very grateful to Vickie Tern for the advice and comments that, I hope, make this revision a better story. It tells of the Journey a young man makes to fulfill his dream. The category is crossdressing and the code G; the story is complete. Chapter...
Chapter 2 Domination "Martin" my Mothers voice awoke me, "It's time to wake up." It had been a week since the call had gone out, and all women in the country had lost all rights entirely. "What have I told you, Mother dear? When we're in the bedroom together, you are to address me as Master, just like when we're in public, ok?" My Mother held my gaze for a moment, then sighed and said, "Yes, Master, how would you like me to serve you this morning?" I gazed into the depths...
This is inspired by a real life experience, meeting my mistress. She asked me to write about our meeting and so I did.Third DominationThe evening is getting darker and the first drops of rain hit the car windows as I arrive and park my car in front of the house. I glance at the clock, it is still seven minutes to the agreed time. Turning off the ignition, silence suddenly seems overwhelming and as the car lights turn automatically off after a minute, I am left sitting in the darkness,...
My aunty mrudula, the sexiest woman alive was sitting there watching tv. I was observing her from my seat. She brought her skirt up. She exposed her thighs. They were sexy milky thighs. I could see her inner thighs. She looked at me and asked if liked the sight. I said I liked it. She asked me to come near her and kneel down in front of her. “Smell my thighs kiran.” I started smelling her. She was yet to take her bath and she had a sweaty smell. ” Go on kiran” she said. I went to her crotch and...
IncestWell, me and my girlfriend Johanna have just gotten married! What we did on our wedding night will come later but now to what happened yesterday.I had had a rough week at work and on saturday morning Johanna came home and saw that once again I was in a bad mood so she decided to cheer me up.-Mike?-What is it Johanna?And as I looked up I saw her hold out a pair of handcuffs and the leather nackcuff she usually wore when she was the submissive one. Her clothing was a white t-shirt and a black...
This story contains shit & urine consumption by the characters. So those who don’t like these type of hardcore, kinky, fetish stories, please don’t read… By jk It seemed that whenever they were talking about feelings or emotions, Jim was in control. Linda tried to avoid the subject, told Jim that she was too serious with Sam, her “real” boyfriend and that he was the first person she ever really loved. Jim would tell her that she couldn’t love two people at once and that because she couldn’t...
Dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-dum.“Imagine you are standing before an opening in the ground…" Dum-dum, dum-dum.In my mind’s eye, I saw a crevice like a vagina where two leg-like smooth red sandstone walls joined, inviting me in.“Your power animal is waiting at the opening.” Dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-dum. My animal guide, the Cougar, sat patiently in front of the opening. The cougar or mountain lion, with her tawny earth colored body with the white patches between her nose and mouth symbolized...
ThreesomesDISCLAIMER: 1. This story is fiction. 2. This story is FICTION! 3. The author doesn’t endorse or play down violence and brutality of any kind against living beings in general and females in special. The author insists on the consumption only by those legally of age and where ADULT MATERIAL isn’t prohibited by law. If you get offended by those topics, stop reading. Venom, September 2007 Synopsis: Three...
Hello, readers welcome to this beautiful journey. Keep giving your valuable feedback. It feels good when I see the appreciation of my work. I believe that the journey is always beautiful than the destination so I am enjoying the journey and hope you also. I am male and the story is completely fictional. Let’s enjoy the journey. Next morning I woke up late due to the hangover. I was still feeling quite heavy. When I looked around I was surprised to see that Ayesha was not on her bed. We both...
LesbianHi Dear ISS readers. I thank you a lot for loving my stories and mailing me your feedbacks and being my friends. I really loved when few of you contacted me after reading my stories. You all are welcome to contact me and be friends. We can have a good time together while keeping each other’s privacy protected. Well, I am Akash, sharing another of my sex experiences with you all. You can contact me at You can reach out to my author page and check my other stories too. Now, coming to the...
Dear readers I hope u had a better day… I thought that I will be posting a story of desperation in this site, but lady luck has shown her better side to me and I am here to present a life altering experience that happened to me in the recent past to the readers. By the way my name is Shivan. I am from Chennai 22 yrs old working in an auto ancillary company. I m not a hunk, just below average height fair complexion bit chubby not usually the girls type. Porn was like food to me, I was addicted...
Hello ISS Lovers! Please mail your comments about the story to Samyukta was to leave to Dubai in the next two days and the house brimmed with obscurity. She knew that life is going to be difficult without her parents and loving siblings, more so in a country about which she knew very little. The last fifteen days have been very memorable with roars of laughter ripping through every now and then. Being a woman with an enviable sense of humor, she had kept her parents, brother and sister in very...
IncestIt was Thursday night, one week later. The Grandparents were babysitting our two kids while my sweet, unfaithful wife and I went for what we had described to them as ‘a bit of light supper with some friends that might go on a bit late’. The truth was that it was nothing of the kind. Food was definitely a secondary consideration; the entire evening had been arranged by the She-Devil Carmen in order to allow me and our new friend Hilary to have an intimate sexual encounter in their house. For the...
CuckoldJourney into Cuckoldry (c) Jenny Gently 2012This is a ‘Cuckold’ / ‘First Swing’ story based on an idea from ‘Hardy’. I’m sorry but you withheld your email from the original publication so I couldn’t get in touch with you. I have very substantially re-written it but have kept it from the husband’s point of view because that’s how the original was presented and it seems to work well this way. I have also kept it in the ‘first person’ because so much of the excitement takes place in the husband’s...
CuckoldHi ISS readers this is the Excellent site for sex stories, I’m reading the stories in this site since two years..But unfortunately i didn’t have any experience form these days. Last week i had an experience with a lady in the bus from Hyderabad to Bangalore. Actually I love bus journeys especially when a lady sit in my side seat. In the journey i used to touch boobs with my elbow but in this journey from Hyderabad to Bangalore i saw the heaven for the first time. So without wasting the time...
My journey into submission (ch 1-2) The following is an account of real things that happened to me. There is nothing particularly sexual about the events of this story, the purpose of this is to express how I felt about them in order for myself to better understand my feelings and find anyone with similar experiences and thoughts. Everything in this story happened after the age of consent for everyone involved. A final warning, this is not a romantic story of any kind and I’m sure some will...
LesbianI am Raju, a software engineer from Anakapalli and this is my journey into a pleasant and happy world. The source of happiness was none other than my family which was usual for everybody but in my case it was a bit different. My family consists of my mom (Jaya, 40 years), dad (Vijay Kumar, 55 years) and my elder sister (Priyanka, 23 years, she is fondly called Chitti). I completed my engineering in Hyderabad and in campus selection got a job in a MNC. So at age 21 I was earning handsomely....
Incest"The Journey into Mystery" "The Journey into Mystery" A Work of Fiction by Traveller PROLOGUE Julie Martine is a secretary working for Dr. Vladimir Petrovich, a plastic serguon. She leads an ordinary life. Everyday, she wakes up exactly at the same time, dresses in a sexy suit that hugs her busty body, puts on her high heel shoes and goes to work. She carefully chooses the perfume and the accessories she'll wear that day. One day it's the seductive pearl necklace, on the other it's...
You could have heard a pin drop as he stepped through the church hall doorway. One moment there was the almost deafening sounds of the hustle and bustle of the busy parish summer bring and buy sale and the next moment complete silence. People stopped in their tracks and turned and stared at him; it was almost as if Old Nick himself had entered the room, desecrating holy ground. But it wasn’t him. Jack Hardy was no devil. Jack Hardy owned the only sex shop within a radius of thirty miles. He...
HardcoreI am writing this final chapter of my journey sitting on the balcony of our apartment that is halfway up the Peak in Hong Kong. Hong Kong spreads below. A soft warm tropical trade wind brings the smell of frangipani. I am relaxed and reflective. Tomorrow is my forty-third birthday.It is almost three years since, just after I turned forty, my sexual awakening—journey as I like to think of it—began in an incense laden room in Phuket, Thailand. Now, as my husband and I settle into Hong Kong, my...
Incest1)I am not an english-speaking writer. I do mistakes when I write in english. Please don?t read my stories if your only interest is to criticize me for these errors. 2)Some passages could be interpreted as prejudice against developed countries, this is not my intent. In the future episodes I will give more informations about the fall and I hope this will clarify things. The Journey - Episode 2: Illana by Sylvia Wechsel The road to Haltdoor was solitary, we saw no one else...
Changes Abound: Maya's Journey Part 3 A Cross-dressing story by Maria Ski Well Maya, or should that be Peter, is a little bit of a dark horse. By hiding her singing talent like that. And by how natural she is being a girl. So I think it's time we actually heard from the lady herself. So it's over to you Maya... Hello dear reader my name is Maya Hunter. And for the first 17 years of my life I was called Peter. I have just turned 18 and I am a pre- operative transsexual woman. Or...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a story I've wanted to write for some time. Many of us who feel that we were born on the wrong side of the gender divide have felt at some time or other that womanhood is all about high heels and fancy clothes and becoming a woman on this basis will solve all our problems. From my own experiences and those of other members of the trans community with whom I've interacted, I know that this is not the case and the transition process is full of ups and downs. ...
It was a Sunday evening. Not a usual one. I had to make a journey in the afternoon to my house from the place I worked. I missed the 2 pm bus. I waited in the ISBT and asked a handyman there. He pointed me to a bus standing in the garage. “That bus may go.” He said, “But it will take time. Something is wrong with that. They are working. You can go and ask those guys.” I moved on and asked the long haired thin fellow standing near the bus. “Is the bus going to Amalgaon?” “Yes,” he replied...