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Intro to Sissies VIII: The Meting of the Punishment Part Three By latexslut John Phillips felt, more than saw, over one hundred pairs of eyes, turn and look at him. He was looking at Goddess Chanazene, and the ladies of color on either side of her. sissyspikes diminishing wailing was sliced off with the thunder of a very heavy door shutting. Chanazene smoked her smoke, sipped her wine, feeling a little woozy, a little upset at herself. Mistress Whip was getting out of line...
Intro to Sissies IX: The Meting of the Punishment Part Four By latexslut "Who's next," Goddess Chanazine demanded, looking at Mistress Satin knowingly. John Phillips stood there, on the stage, his ankles and toes hurting from the high heels he had been wearing for all of three hours. But somehow the stockings felt so very good, so sheer. He wanted to go back to his chair and be part of the audience, instead of here, but he hadn't been dismissed, so he didn't dare. His mind...
Intro to Sissies X: School, part 1 By latexslut John Phillips, groggy, felt himself being woken. Someone had unlatched the cuffs that had kept him bent during the long, so very long, evening. Someone smacked his hood, but it didn't hurt all that much. It just squashed the mucous of mayonnaise and sweat and fear around. The night had been long indeed. While bent over, uncomfortable, dead and silent and corseted and plugged, the heels hurting him, he had been whipped....
Intro to Sissies XI By latexslut "...now," Ms Orange announced, "your training begins." John Phillips stood still, and listened to his heart begin to beat faster. Sweat formed on his forehead and in his groin and butt, where the plug held in yesterdays come. He would obey, he would obey. In his entire life, he had never been whipped until yesterday and yesternight, and he had never even conceived of the pain it could bring. The first stroke hurt, and the second and the third....
Intro to Sissies XII Madam Magenta clicked towards John Phillips, swaying. Now She was awake and focused. John Phillips looked her in the eyes and saw that now She was excited. It was Her turn now. "Kiss me," She said. "Kiss me like man kiss me." Tottering on his heels, feeling the plug push out of him only to get pushed back in by the fat rubber strap, he leaned forward and touched her lips. They were coated with lipstick and lip gloss and he felt the softness of them even...
Authors note: I keep trying to end this, but it looks like there will be two more chapters. I suppose chapter 25 would be fitting. Then, I will edit and rewrite all of this and make it a single story. In the meantime though, another chapter. Thank you for reading. Thank you for comments... This one is nasty... This one is cruel... Intro to Sissy XXIII Joan's eyes beaded open, worried. Where am I? My head... oh, my fucking head. It hurts and I need to go the bathroom and...
Intro to Sissies XXIV: Sissy's End "Drink all of your breakfast, useless. You know you need your juice." Mandy had up ended the gallon jug of come juice and force fed it to Joan, and Joan was sucking it down as fast as she could. She hadn't really eaten in days, just a little come here and a lot of come there. Yesterday, Mandy had completely forgotten to give her her come juice, and last nights alcohol had hit her hard; her head hurt now. Joan was on her back, in reverse sissy...
Intro to Sissies XXV: Sissy Final The last chapter of, "The Total Sissification of John Phillips" By latexslut Home. His gate. His walkway. His grass. His flowers. And ahead, the massive front door to His house. He had made the money to buy it, live in it, love it. And now, under the full moon, it beckoned in bright shadows, darkly. The porch lights were off, the walkway lights were off. There were no lights on in the house, except for the ones in his and Marie's bedroom upstairs....
Intro to Femdom The Beginning It was normal day on the road. I was working out of the Los Angles office for couple weeks and I decided I needed to get away from the local staff. There was a local Mexican restaurant in the neighborhood which was nothing fancy but the food was good, it was one of those places you order at the counter and wait for your food. I headed there for lunch planning on getting a couple of enchiladas with all of the fixings and then taking it back to the office and eating...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...
Two days after, a considerable crowd was assembled, towards ten o'clock in the morning, around the door of M. de Villefort's house, and a long file of mourning-coaches and private carriages extended along the Faubourg Saint-Honore and the Rue de la Pepiniere. Among them was one of a very singular form, which appeared to have come from a distance. It was a kind of covered wagon, painted black, and was one of the first to arrive. Inquiry was made, and it was ascertained that, by a strange...
The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Sophia, along with some of the characters in the other two stories make cameo appearances here. *************************************** I...
The Real Stepford Wives - Vicky's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This is my third entry in the Stepford Series. This story is a prequel to my prior story, "The Real Stepford Wives: Lizzie's Story". Both stories are based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Lizzie, along with some of the characters in the original two stories make cameo appearances...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sophia's Story By Emma F Author's Note: This story is based on Sarah Barndt's original story "The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies" and "The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy" written by VI several years later. Some of the characters in those stories make cameo appearances here. ********************** I was four years into my career as a Big Four accountant. Two years ago, I had been promoted to senior associate and was hopeful about...
Introduction: Harry, Ginny, Hermione, and Ron get lost in the forbiden forest and finaly let their feeling for each other show. Ron and Hermione were strolling around the black lake, they werent actually dating but they were doing all the normal couples stuff except for the kissing and sex. They saw two people in the distance walking towards them. Is that Harry and Ginny Hermione asked. The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were...
The Real Stepford Wives: Sugar Plum Fairy By VI This story is based on my favourite piece of TG fiction, which was written by the author Sarah Barndt. If you have never read 'The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies' then please do so, as it is an imaginative and well told story. Thanks very much Sarah. ************************ I had been performing ballet since I was eight, and for the last six years had been with one of the American ballet companies. I think the fame...
The red hair was unmistakeable and ten minutes later they sat down on the bank as Harry and Ginny (who were dating) walked up to them. "Hey guys" Ginny said in a bouncy giddy voice she always used now it got even giddier when she was with Harry. "Hey" Ron replied "we were just heading back to school for lunch" "Bah that's dull" said Ginny almost actually bouncing now "come with us we're going to the forbidden forest" "You know the forest is forbidden for a reason" Hermione...
The Chelmsford Stalker By Michele Nylons The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer...
Once upon a time.... All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't...
Introduction: Jessaica and her father take a road trip to the small california town Stepford to try a special kind of exotic meat, Bassed on a fictional town (Stepford) in the game SecondLife. Stepford Meat Swap Story: #47 Copyright 2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the...
The man sat at a corner table in the coffee shop surreptitiously eyeing off the woman sitting on a stool at bar. She was dressed in a navy blue suit; her jacket was open, revealing well-formed breasts swelling her white satin blouse, which opened to the second button so that a hint of lace bra was displayed. Her legs were crossed and her skirt had ridden up revealing most of her well-formed thighs atop long legs encased in sheer flesh-toned hose. He thought he could make out a subtle seam...
Story: #47 Copyright ©2010 Written: October 02 2010 A story By: KaosAngel Proofed by: KaosAngel Please send any comments about this story to ([email protected]) ********************************************************* ~~!! NOTE !!~~ This story is bassed on a fictional town within the game Second Life called Stepford, I would like to thank Ariana RoeCastle, Emilie Muggins & Jerrol Jarvinen of Stepford for thier approval of this...
I was one of those who romanticized the whole event. Post-apocalyptic, less than a percent of all humans alive, that was the dream. As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for, you might just get it. For it happened. This is where our story takes place. Magick is what people call it. As one of those who worked on making them, I know that this is not Magick. It’s nanotech. Teeny tiny machines, living off of the world, the humans and the animals. All things that weren’t ‘compatible’ got...
Luckily, my warriors were in position and I signaled them to loose a volley of arrows. From my vantage point, I saw a half-dozen men and women fall as iron tips pierced hide and flesh and shattered bone. A big man carrying a shortsword—probably the village chief—took an arrow in the collar, roaring in pain as he fell backwards. A woman staggered drunkenly with an arrow in her throat, vomiting blood all over her hide top. As the villagers stood transfixed, a second volley fell, striking...
My family was middle class mutt of a family. My mom brought two daughters and one son, Tammy, Lilly, and Teddy, or “Tee” as we call him, into the marriage; she had with my dad, and they had two, my brother and me. My full brother’s name is Ken, and I’m Sam. My dad was an accountant and a part-time college professor at the local community college, and my mom stayed at home as a housewife. We were all dragged to church every Sunday and when we became of age we were allowed to choose whether or...
It all started at Interlochen (Band Camp) 2009. I had noticed him at marching band practices before this but never really had the guts to just introduce myself to him. Someone with such beauty can be quite intimidating. At Interlochen, day 2 I believe, we were walking in the same group of friends and we just happened to start talking. I could tell right at that moment that I would fall for him sooner or later or maybe I already was. Later was our night activity which happened to be the dance...
normal looking and behaving. I am 5' 6" 150lbs, good build (no fat), brown hair/eyes moustache. From the time I was 11 or 12, and started to notice my more frequent desires... i was hooked on woman who wore stillettos or very high heels. I later became attracted to what I was told, by a woman, were CFMP's. It all started with a my next door neighbor. My window faced her back yard. She was divorced and had two children, both younger than me. I was 11. I had just really...
There wasn't much to the long drive to this place, but from the lack of sleep and the cramped quarters of the vehicle she felt all too happy to get out and stretch her muscular and lean legs. They were wrapped in a pair of tight denim jeans with a pair of heavy construction boots to finish the look. She kicked her legs out and energetically stretched--reaching her hands down her legs and bending over vertically to touch the ground in an incredibly suggestive manner. The guard, without a...
I had known a smallest 20 something guy in Japan. He had come to my English school to check out lessons, but decided not to sign up, but I kept running into him on the train. I assumed he was gay, but later found out that he wasn't - he wanted an American girlfriend - so I just assumed he was gay and didn't know it yet. A couple of months passed, and during the summer holiday when the country all but shuts down he showed up at my doorstep. I was surprised to see him, and invited him in for a...
This is a story of my family life. Family being, me, my wife Trish, and her daughters Tracy and Teri. We live a relatively open lifestyle as you will soon learn. I hope that you enjoy the accounts, and I welcome your comments and feedback. I never would have dreamed that I would be living the life I live today. In fact, my whole life has been filled with pleasant surprises and good fortune. I grew up as an only child in a comfortable middle class home in the Midwest. I went to college...
It was a warm spring day , I had been in town looking at the sexy display of women in their short skirts… I headed for a quiet public toilets to relieve my 18 year old cock whilst reading the dirty stories written on the walls. I was in one of the two cubicles with stiff 7and 3 quarter inch cock in hand when suddenly a bare leg started to slide under the partition wall into my cubicle…. and before I realised what was happening ….. I found myself staring at my first erect cock apart from mine....
It was the year I graduated from high school. I had been horribly sheltered. My parents were very strict and religious. I had been controlled and told what to think my whole life. This was my big chance. I was doing orientation at the college I had chosen. I was terribly nervous and wanted to make a good impression. I wore my prettiest skirt with the flowers on it and brushed glossy brown hair. I put just a dab of pink lipstick on and I looked at myself in the mirror. I studied my reflection. I...
It's your first year as a grad student at the University. Since you're new you've been stuck with the more undesirable lab teaching assignments, namely freshman Biology. One of your sections is the evening lab, which no one wanted but you've found works well with your schedule. And at least spring semester is almost over, with finals happening the following week. As you're about the start tonight's lab, one of your students raises her hand. "John, are you going to let us know what our labs...
One of the perks of having a long term partner is the possibility to explore your own kinks, finding your likes and dislikes and to be introduced to new deviance's. I don’t know about you, but I always like to push my limits a bit further, expanding my horizons. There are certain things you just don't discuss or do with a one night stand or with a man, you've just met, unsure, where that particular relationship is going yet. So we tend to start off vanilla and only after a while, when that...
MedicalWell, since I don't have any real content to upload, I figured I'd share something on here. So I think I'll start posting stories of my past, my overly active, sometimes stupidly stupid past sexual experiences. They won't be regular posts, i.e. there won't be a schedule to them, and they probably won't be in any kind of order. I'll just post them as I'm inspired to recount them. All are true, some things have been changed to "protect the innocent". I'm in my early 40ies-ish so the vast majority...
God, it had been ages since I'd been to the beach. I'd driven along the coast a couple times a year over the last decade but had always been too busy to spend a day at the beach. Now I had all the time in the world and I intended to spend much more time out here. In my early twenties this was my usual weekend haunt. That's a story in itself and one worth telling. I guess I should tell that one first so I'll come back to the beach after I tell you how I got to the beach. Never mind, just keep...
It all happened when i was in primary school, misbehaving again with another 2 school friends.Tristian and Bill were 2 of my closet friends i spend plenty of time with them in my later years of primary school.We were around the age of 11 and Bill came from a large catholic family with older sisters and brothers. One day we had misbehaved again and the teachers had arranged for us to clean up the music / drama room as punishment.The teacher explained that all the instruments and equipment had...
I’ve been asked to share this encounter I had. Am I proud of it. But as my wife says, while I remain locked in chastity, there will be many times it does not matter at all what I desire. Except my desire to serve and OBEY.I told my wife it hurts being locked in chastity. She said stop your whining. You’re a male. You don’t know what pain is. I bet, under the right circumstances, that you can handle much more than you could ever imagine.Later on she decided to prove her point. She contacted my...
Chapter 13 John Phillips stood there, in his high heels, stockings and the oversized plug pushing in and out of him, slightly dazed from his incredible orgasm, watching as time changed its pace from slow motion to incredible, blinding speed. He felt his cock drip one last drop of semen. He thought he heard it land on the tiled floor with a dull splat. He clenched his sphincter to push the plug out of him, and the rubber strap pushed it back into him. There was no relief...
Trapped! Trapped into tears and despair. Trapped into losing his life, his body, and now, slowly, but quickly, his identity. It had only taken a week, he thought, to make me into something else. A slut, a sissy, a skank. He had hardly known these words before, except as an insult, a passing mention of someone else. He had barely even conceived these true notions, concepts until a couple of months ago. He had been on the Internet, researching lingerie. Victoria's Secret was...
"Spit!" "Spit my come out now!" Mistress Mandy declared. She hit him lightly. John Phillips, aka Joan Useless, aka sissy useless, heard. Reluctantly, he drooled out Mandy's come onto the tiled floor. He knew he would have to suck it up later. A little bit of it dribbled down his chin and onto his leather dress. Drip. "Two minutes," Mandy said. "Any last questions?" He looked up at her, mind scramble, "Why would Marie do this do me? That's so much money, no one could spend...
He tottered out, in his thigh high boots, leather skirt, lame' blouse, under which you could just see the plastacene bra and his corset, his gorgeous make up, lovely tousled hair, feeling the plug try to push out of him, his loins pent up, his eyes with those silly blue contact lenses announcing as slut rolling around; his double ropes of gold, his necklace with the lipstick dangling around... He swirled his hair and met a wall. Of sullenness. Mistress Satin was leaning there against...
"Wake up, Joan." Mandy opened the cage, standing before him, wearing the same whites of yesteryear. He raised his eyes groggily. He had slept hard in his cage, but soft in his dreams, thinking of rabbits and hares and Bunny. Bunny. He crawled out. "Crawl to the bathroom, hon. Let's get you enemaed out and freshened. You have a long day ahead of you." Joan Phillips reached to touch his breasts, but they were covered in plasticene. When did I fall asleep? Where am I? Oh, Christ,...
Shunk! Hiss pa baa Shunk! Hiss pa baa Shunk! Hiss pa baa. Joan useless sissy had heard it grow, that din. The mirrored elevators had gone down and down, rattling. Some of the mirrors were chipped, most were grimy, and the cameras were still there. This is a different elevator, he thought. Mistress Satin and Ms Mandy had chatted, kissed and occasionally spared him a glance, or a word. As he stood there, trying to breathe in the new corset, touching the plasticene under the...
Author's note: This is a boring chapter - no kinks, just deep think. I keep trying to end this story, at least part one, but one thing leads to the next. The party, of course, will be the end of part one. And that's finally getting closer. PS. Thank you for the comments. The advice is accepted and taken, but one thing I can't change is the grammar. If the grammar is wrong, it's actually meant to be wrong. Believe it or not. The whole series is first draft, but I do review it before...
Joan Phillips saw a tear fall from Mistress Satin's eye, even as her song faded and the lights dimmed and the doors opened and the noise from the street and the men that had been waiting, entered. They met eyes, briefly, and then Mistress Satin looked away, walking off the stage, looking tired, vulnerable. He wanted to go to her and comfort her, but he was beneath her station, the pecking order; she was like a colonel, while he was but a private. He grimaced. I am in the sissy army, he...
I was gone for 7 days. When I returned, my wife was happy to see me, but it was weird, she was sexier than ever. She wanted me, and even began asking questions about bondage and my cross dressing, which up till now had been taboo. All week she would get me excited, started, not let me touch her but would end by giving me amazing oral six. The week went by and soon it was time for Halloween. One night, after the kids were asleep, my wife said, some friends are coming; I want you to...
It was a warm spring day , I had been in town looking at the sexy display of women in their short skirts... I headed for a quiet public toilets to relieve my 18 year old cock whilst reading the dirty stories written on the walls. I was in one of the two cubicles with stiff 7and 3 quarter inch cock in hand when suddenly a bare leg started to slide under the partition wall into my cubicle.... and before I realised what was happening ..... I found myself staring at my first erect cock apart from...
Clifford sat up in bed feeling the warm body lying next to him. He looked down at the shape in the near darkness. Janet. Christ, why did it have to be this way? He had loved Tracy, he still did. So why was he in Janet's bed? Why did he have sex with her? Four times? Not one of them was anything like the times he had been with Tracy, and yet... He got out of bed and made his way to the window, padding in his bare feet across the carpet. He slowly pulled open the curtains and looked out at...
The Real Stepford Wives: Only Women Have Babies by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmeceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I...
All my life I had always feared God. Growing up I thought he personally stared down at from Heaven watching my every move, listening to my every thought. It was this fear that has always kept me on the straight and narrow and given me my morale courage. My only sorrow is that I was unable to pass this fear down to my children and from this, there will be no retribution. I am surely damned as if I had spent a lifetime of murder and greed. With this knowledge I don't feel fear anymore, just...
The Real Stepford Wives Brown Sugar by Sarah Barndt I was once a normal, heterosexual male. That is, I was until I happened upon the town of Stepford. I was spending a few weeks there, installing some equipment at Stepford Pharmaceutical Labs, for the company I worked for. I had recently broken up with my fiancee and was glad to be back on the road as a working engineer. I enjoyed it, but Stepford was odd. All of the men wanted to ask me about my sex life when I visited 'the...
Reddit Erin Ashford, aka r/ErinAshford! Erin Ashford is not a pornstar from a bygone age, nor is she a famous modern-day pornstar. She’s also not a semi-famous Twitch streamer gone nude, not an Instagram model that promotes flat tummy tea, and definitely not a XXX cam model. So who is she exactly, and why should you care about her? Truth be told, she isn’t really known outside of Reddit - she made her XXX debut on /r/GoneWild after posting a large selection of XXX pictures (and some videos) on...
Reddit NSFW ListAuthor’s note: I had planned to take a break from writing and submitting stories to Literotica when I reached 300 submissions. I know I said that when I reached 100 and again when I reached 200 submissions but many of you loyal readers asked me to continue. Many of you also sent me story lines and topics to write about, some more detailed than others. Recently I received an e-mail from Peggy Sanford who has written several stories for Literotica and if you have a Literotica log-in and...
Stepford brothers (change to sisters!) By bojok71 Author's notes: this story serves to plug a hole, in my view, of the credibility of the Stepford stories. What if someone came looking for a lost relative? The answer is simple, and forms part of this story. Story notes: this story is very close, for obvious reasons, to the original Stepford story. However, it's new enough to be considered a new read. It's as sexual and interesting as my other stories. Thanks again to Sarah Barndt for...
The next morning Forrest woke up at about 10 and woke me with a kiss on the lips. I surprised him by throwing my arms around him and deepening the kiss. I reached down under the covers and grabbed his balls. I played with them as I felt his dick start to harden. He did the same to me, squeezing my balls and moving them around in my loose sack, causing my dick to harden. Without a word, I grabbed my cloths and beckoned for him to do the same. After checking that his sister was still...
We waved bye to Forrest’s and my parents as they drove off. It was summer break and they would be gone for several days. My friend Forrest and his 9 year old sister, Scout, were staying at my house for the time they were gone. None of our parents wanted us to be home alone, but they were fine if we were together. I was 15 and Forrest was 14, but he looks 10 or 11. I live in the middle of nowhere, but we found plenty of things to do during the day, but my favorite time was at night. My...
Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age,...