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Sex Roles 101 -- Part 1 By Dana Lange Dennis had one semester left before graduation. He couldn't believe he was this close. The plan was to go on to graduate school - what else could you do with a degree in Women's Studies anyway? He was thinking either law or policy studies, but hadn't really decided yet. He had sort of fallen into the Women's Studies major by chance - taking a core Gender Studies class primarily because he knew there would be a lot of girls taking it as well, and...
Womens Inderpendents - Reversing the Roles Womens Inderpendents Headquarters. A Group of women sat around a table. The 10 of them where part of a old order of women, hell bent on putting the men of the world into the rightfull place as the weaker sex, the ones who get fucked and not the ones, who do the fucking. They had spent years and hundreds of dollars, on reserching and developing the best way of putting men into there right full place. They all had their own personal...
Roles By Karen Hansen Terri was right. The visions were appearing before my eyes, images of men and women bound... gagged... dressed and/or wrapped in all sorts of attire and materials... or nothing at all. Their helpless forms being teased, caressed, pinched, bit, flogged and, generally, used in every imaginable manner by beautiful, intelligent, dominant women wearing high heeled boots, corsets and wicked grins as they doled out whatever pleasure or pain they saw fit. The...
Chapter 1 The Switch After years of being my Dom, you say you want to switch with me for a day and experience some new things. We will find out just how submissive you can be. I have sent you a large box along with some brief instructions telling you what time you need to be ready for the limo to pick you up, what you are to bring with you and what you are to wear. There are three seperate, plain wrapped packages inside the box. You are to bring the package marked with a one along with...
This is one of my favorite scenarios. How Today's Asian Females have so readily adjusted to the reversal of Their society's sex-roles. For a world once so rigidly male dominated evolving to the opposite I find at once fascinating and highly amusing. The proliferation of anime and manga has many stories and characters dealing with Dominant Females, passive and FEMINIZED males etc. One of the most popular shows in Japan was "JOSOU PARADISE" (Try "CROSSDRESS PARADISE" on YouTube there are...
THE ROLES WE PLAY By Latex Conservative I awake slowly and just as slowly realize the vulnerable state that I am in. From what I can tell it is not very large room, and its lone light source is a fire burning somewhere behind me. The fire flickers with both light and shadow, it seemed to me; it played off every surface. I see in the shadows and light a white wall, and the dark headboard and posts of the queen size bed I am currently lying on. As my eyes adjust to the darkness, the blurriness of...
Thanks to everyone who wrote reviews last time. I hope you enjoy this one as well. Oedipus X Reversed By Lyta Somabre "Honey, for Christ's sake why do you always have to take so fucking long." Shouted Charlie from downstairs. "Shut up, I'll be down in a minute. Why don't you watch TV or something?" His girlfriend, Kim yelled back to him. Charlie knew that any attempt to expedite her would only make the process take longer. He silently cursed to himself, he told Marcus they...
A SPELL REVERSED by Throne Ronald Rich stood over his wife Lindsey with a leering grin on his handsome face. She sat in an antique wingback chair that had been in her family for generations. Lindsey was pressed against the back of the chair, looking intimidated. Her husband said, "You are so stupid. Not only did you sign that pre-nup that allows me control your huge fortune, but you showed me those ancient books of magic. I couldn't believe it when the stuff actually worked." He...
I got to shoot Shame's gun today. He took me to the furthest corner of our property so that pa wouldn't hear the gunshots. It made me feel ten feet tall to shoot such a powerful weapon. I was awkward, but in Shame's hands, it was an extension of his body. Afterwards, Shame ruffled my hair and we rode back to the house. Shame's presence made me feel safe, safer then I did with pa. Bodie's men definitely left us alone whenever Shame was around. "Run along now boy, I got work to do,"...
He rode into our valley in the summer of '89, a giant of a black man dressed in clothes as dark as his skin. He was tall and terrible in the road looming up gigantic in the half-light. I was a kid then, watching him approaching from several miles off. Even from a distance there was something about him. My pa came out just as he rode up to our ranch. "I'd appreciate some water for my horse," said the black giant. "Help yourself stranger," said my pa. "Troughs around back. Take all the...
Shame Shame. Julie was eleven years old when I first met her, the prettiest little thing you ever did see!? I was two years older than her, just developing an interest in girls and I was hooked at once.? She was small for her age, with shoulder length blonde hair and bright blue eyes.? She had a pretty face and a slim body.? I took no time in finding out all I could about this new object of fascination, and I was delighted to learn that she lived quite close to me.? I soon made an...
This story follows on from ‘New Jobs, New Roles (Part 1)’ I sent Jen home–she had things to tell her husband Graham. I let Nigel spend the night. I let him curl up on the floor next to my bed–I did give him a blanket. Next morning, as I was showering before work, it finally hit me. Graham. Graham–could that be the same Graham who I met at the Sex Shop? Who I had tied up at home? Whose picture I had, while he was tied to my spare bed? ‘Well,’ I thought as I got out of the shower, ‘Guess I’ll...
This story follows on from "New Jobs, New Roles (Part 1)"I sent Jen home--she had things to tell her husband Graham. I let Nigel spend the night. I let him curl up on the floor next to my bed--I did give him a blanket. Next morning, as I was showering before work, it finally hit me. Graham. Graham--could that be the same Graham who I met at the Sex Shop? Who I had tied up at home? Whose picture I had, while he was tied to my spare bed? "Well," I thought as I got out of the shower, "Guess I'll...
BDSMSex Roles 101 By Dana Lange Part 2 As they began to walk out of his "dressing room," Dennis felt a surge in his crotch. He was experiencing an overload of sensations and emotions and this swell was coming up hard against the physical restrictions of his new gender and the mental restrictions of his maleness. The electrifying feeling of the nylons against his smooth legs, and the gentle swish of the silky chemise against that material on his thighs doubled the strange, compelling...
THE MANY ROLES OF THRONE by Throne He couldn't believe this was happening. Thalia (formerly Throne) stood there by the front door while his wife Brunhilda watched from the comfort of a wingback chair. Throne was short and far from manly in build. His hair was now shoulder length, dyed bright blond and styled into bouncy corkscrew curls. His face was made up with plenty of cosmetics, all applied in a way that gave his features the appearance of a doll or cartoon figure. His upper...
Some chick’s buttcrack was hanging out in front of me at the grocery store this morning as she grabbed something off the bottom shelf. She’d gone through a lot of trouble to mask up to prevent the spread of COVID but seemed to make no effort to halt that subtle spread of her cheeks as she squatted low, her booty cleavage exposed to me, and any other voyeur who happened to be around. I reached for my phone to snap a souvenir, but by the time I pulled it from my pocket, the young hottie had stood...
Premium Voyeur Porn SitesShamed Japanese SlavesBy Shabbadew2002Contact me @: [email protected] Nervous Days and Restless NightsJunichi Muramatsu and his wife Asami both wanted the ordinary routines of life to be their destiny. They saw themselves as a typical Japanese couple. Junichi had his teaching position at Todai University and Asami was a stay-at-home housewife. They had friends, some savings and took a nice two-week vacation every year. Their last vacation they went to Hawaii. But, after five years of...
Hi folks, here's another tale of love gone wrong. Another somebody done somebody wrong song ... I mean story. Anyway this time, you'll be helping me out with the ending. Nope I'm not doing that two endings thing, because some of you hate that. I'll explain how we're doing this at the end of the story. But for now. Thanks to Mikothebaby for everything she does. For compassion, for words of encouragement and even for kicking me in the butt when I need it and especially for editing these...
These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...
BDSMI leaned over him kissing him softly from his neck down to his stomach. I then hovered over his thigh and then nibbled on it softly and then sucking. Using my tongue moving closer to his cock, knowing how bad Daddy wanted it, how bad he wanted to feel my mouth around his cock. His Babygirl wanted to, was going to but not quite yet. I gripped my hands on his thighs and took my tongue and dragged it slowly up over his stomach to his face, softly placing kisses along the way. Nibbling on his...
Marie was sitting at her desk when Tom arrived at the office on Friday morning. She smiled at him and asked him how his night with Karen had gone. "Oh, fine" Tommy mumbled, keeping his head down. When he glanced up he saw that Marie was grinning at him like the cat that ate the canary. About 10 minutes later Carol showed up and Marie excitedly filled her in on her plans: "OK, the party's all set up for next Wednesday at my place! Donna called her friends up, the college girls who will...
"Jack, where are we going?" I asked. "You said if I went to the movies with you tonight you would bring me straight home. This isn't the way home." "This will just take a few minutes," Jack laughed. "You'll love this. I haven't visited this place in years." "Jack, I have to work tomorrow. Unlike you, I work for a living." "Hey, don't get personal bitch. I work. When I have a job I work. Anyway, we're here." The car turned up a winding dirt lane ending in a wide opening...
"I ordered butterscotch," she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London, and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. "I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you," replied the waiter then...
“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice, not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied the waiter then...
“I ordered butterscotch,” she said, in a voice that sounded like she was unaccustomed to speaking over the meaningless noise of other people. It was a refined, educated voice but it was a voice that gave the impression that its possessor might have been more comfortable communicating in whispers. An English voice; not remarkable in London , and certainly pleasant to listen to with its warm, soft and almost timid tone. “I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you,” replied...
Straight SexThe Debutante Janet Stickney [email protected] When I was 16 I bought my first formal. It was all white, floor length, with a sweetheart neckline and puffy cap sleeves. It cost me almost $200, but it was worth it simply because it was mine. I tried it on in my room and then hung it in the basement among all of the other dresses that were there. My name is Jeff Grant, I'm 17 now, a short skinny guy with no girlfriend or even many boy friends. A serious student,...
Chapter 1: Meeting Judy This sexy incident occurred one summer when Tom was a cadet at the Air Force Academy. He'd finished up his junior year and the Air Force had sent him to an Air Force base in the Midwest part of the country for a period of four weeks. Before the dozen or so Air Force Academy cadets had departed from the Academy for their summer tours, an organizer for a debutante ball at the base where they would be had contacted them and asked if they would be willing to serve as...
ONE "You see, Entworth, I saw you last night at the PainCafe, when you were hitting that girl's breasts....she was tied down, her hands were, and you kept, like thrashing her with that wire thing." Jinx O'Casey smiled at Entworth beseechingly. ? Entworth's swarthy face?stared at Jinx through his prescription sunglasses, his copy of "Soap Opera Digest" forgotten. "You-you aren't here about my share of the rent?" He tried to look matter of fact, but this was an extreme relief. ? Jinx shook her...
These are the tales of my little Arab buttercup. My Aisha, now Annie. Having brought her out of Africa, so to speak, we had settled into American life. Working in Silicon Valley was good work for me. And with my well paid job my buttercup could spend her days writing and learning to be a good American. She loved it here. She also loved me. More than anything in the world. I had rescued her from a life she had hated and never wanted to think of again. Now we had moved on in our relationship. I...
All had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...
HardcoreAutumn.Eventually, I felt the need to feel the sun and the wind once more, and ventured to the surface, accompanied by my alien lover, Isshu. It was nighttime, and the air was brisk upon my naked flesh. I could not remember the last time I bothered to cover my nakedness – the memory was as distant as that of my life before this island. Paris and London had become places in barely remembered stories. I remembered my companions, of course, especially Em. I contented myself with the knowledge...
Fantasy & Sci-FiGID'S REUNION Gideon??Reinicke and his sister Kate had quite a reunion It was a yearly thing at this point, but they always both looked forward to it.! He'd picked her up at the airport, and taken her to lunch, and they'd discussed old times, and Kate's art gallery, and of course Gideon's practice as?the most prominent?allergist in Buttermilk Falls. ? Kate had asked Gid over lunch whether there were any romantic prospects in his life. "You know, I know you must be lonely, Gideon, are you...
THE TUTOR OF BUTTERMILK FALLSONE Alfred Nemirow rubbed his throbbing dick tentatively, and gave Fanchon an imploring look. His wife of?three years was impervious to such looks,but Alf tried anyway. He looked down at the steaming Starbucks cup, and then checked? the mirrors of the Mitsubishi Galant...was anyone looking? ? God knows no one wanted to catch Kissler Systems's head Accounting and Financial Recruiter commiting an act of obscenity right outside the damn office...even if he was with his...
The Debutante Timmy had been suspended from school for the second time. Ever since he had reached puberty he had been in trouble in some way. His mother was at her wits' end. This time she was determined to do something about it. She sent him to his room immediately and poured herself a drink to calm down a bit. What could she do? She did not want him to turn to a life of crime. She loved her son and since her husband's death it had been very difficult. If she had a daughter it might...
"Hi, come on in, all of you are welcome. Please sit down and make yourself comfortable. I have some white wine if any of you are interested. Yes?" Since there was general agreement on wine, Mary went into the kitchen to take out the two chilled magnums she had purchased for this occasion. She had really enjoyed herself last week at the Abused Mothers Support Group, and was looking forward to this show and tell session. Last week she had finally heard enough of the other women's woes and had...
My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...
BDSMLily stood in the shadows from the light that glowed in the porch of the large house, rain soaking over her raincoat and dropping from her dirty blond hair which fell midway down her slender back. She was still in college and the years of her life so far had been full of struggles. She was orphaned when she was nine and had come to live with her uncle who had little money and a heavy alcohol habit that took what little they did have. For the second time her delicate fingers lifted and pressed...
AnalTom's mind was reeling. She couldn't actually be going to do this to him, could she? She had been just using it as a threat to get what she wanted, wasn't she? This was unimaginable shame! He had just spent the last 20 minutes humiliating himself in front of her and three teenage girls in his own house, begging until Linda agreed to spank him while they all laughed. Now, was Beverly really going to follow through with the rest of her plans for him? Oh God, please don't let it happen......
The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the country to celebrate the old lady’s birthday. Quite a contrast between a Gothic sex club in inner London to the cottage of a grand old dame in the English countryside. Tamsin had told me very little about her grandmother except that she was called Ariadne and that this was her seventy-fifth birthday. That Ariadne had...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me. I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one. The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before, it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Diverting her attention momentarily from the road, Tamsin smiled at me . I had seen that smile before; it was full of comfort and reassurance. Not that I needed to be reassured but life with Tamsin was full of surprises and it had become increasingly obvious to me that she felt she always needed to prepare me for the next one.The last one had come the night before, at the close of our remarkable evening at Creatrice. She had informed me that we were to visit her grandmother at her home in the...
Group SexFriday 6:30 pm Drinks with the lads was great; a weekly rite of relaxation and male bonding. But all good things should come to an end. Not that the employees of the respected law firm of Marmaduke, Daintree and Partners ever let their Friday drinking get out of hand, but the time inevitably came to call it a day and to say good night. After the lads had bid me goodbye, I stepped out into the street and headed home. The evening was calm and mild by London standards and I dropped into...
SupernaturalSHAMED SISSY SISTERS by Throne Tammy and Ronette (formerly Tommy and Ron) were herded into the garage by their wives, Jane and Kate. The husbands looked rather alike, with their short stature, slender bodies, and absolute lack of any hair below their eyebrows, which were subtly shaped by careful plucking. They also both had longish hair, nearly collar length, and conservative but noticeable touches of make-up. Both of them wore hints of eye shadow and a coating of lip gloss, the...
Reddit Unashamed, aka r/Unashamed! Are you a fan of exhibitionism or maybe voyeurism? This subreddit is not really under those specific niches, but it is pretty close. It is called r/Unashamed/, and it basically shows women being naked where they should not be naked. I think you’ll get the gist once you start browsing since there is really no rocket science or hidden meaning behind this.Reddit, in general, is a great site for all kinds of shit. This is a free site with lots of subreddits for...
Reddit NSFW Listwith the ladies.I've had some fanasticly erotic and also some perverted times with a select few ladies storys for another time perhaps. But this post concerns the awakening of my very submissive bi side quite by accident late one night and what followed it. Like most males had the usual moments of homosexual experimentation so to speak- a couple of friends and i would show ourselves off to each other and wank each other off. Also developed a big interest in girls & serious big...
It was after midnight and the weather was hot and sticky this close to the sea. I was moving through the dark alleys of a city in the north of Africa. A very Arab country, and I was an American soldier attached to the local consulate. I should not have been out like this, alone and unprotected. But I had a mission to complete. One that was personal. No one could know I was here, especially my superiors. I had seen her several weeks before in the local bazaar. She wasn't alone, of course, but I...
First TimeAll had gone as planned. I had been able to secretly and discretely get my little buttercup out of her Northern Africa country. I had simply made very special plans with a French smuggler in the port. We knew who all the players were at the consulate. We kept track. We sometimes used them for missions that were not quite kosher, so to speak. I was good friends with the CIA operative in the consulate. His title was Secretary of something or other, but we all knew his mission here. And we had...
My little Arab buttercup, Aisha, had been married to me for over a year now. I found work with a civilian contractor for the military. My technical and computer training in the army gave me the knowledge and experience they needed there in Silicon Valley. We were living about thirty minutes away from my job. Aisha preferred to be called Annie now. She was completely westernized in every way. She always spoke English, and had become fluent. She was so fluent that she had started writing in...
The butcher’s meat sales Author: RotnebSynopsis: Camilla were drawn into the weekly States Meat Lottery and had to follows the rules for human pigs.The story is only fantasyThe legal State Lottery- Then you are also within the meat lottery, Karen? - Yes, unfortunately I got my lottery ticket yesterday, as my 19 birthday gift from the State. I have been waiting for the lottery ticket, but I got a shock when I receive it. - It is not surprising to you. All we girls between 19 and 21 years are...
I closed the door behind me, flicked the lights on, and turned to face Adriana. "Nervous, baby?" She teased, giving me a sly smile. Her black skin was flawless, and her long, frizzy hair framed her pretty face. She was a few inches taller than me, with wide hips and full-bodied arms and legs, dressed in nothing but a very thin sleeping gown. The plunging neckline showed the dark brown edge of one areola, teasing a glimpse at the round, firm breasts beneath. "A little bit," I admitted with an...
Lauren let herself into Peter’s apartment with the key he had given her. “Anybody home?” she called out. “In the kitchen.” Lauren wandered through the living room, dropping her coat and handbag off on the couch as she passed through. “What’s cooking?” she asked. “Oh, just a chicken and pasta casserole,” replied Peter. He leaned over and kissed her. “That’s pretty. Is it new?” “No, not really.” “I must not have seen it before then. It looks very nice. Professional, yet sexy.” Lauren...
Ma put down the telephone receiver and smiled a hard, cruel, smile. Her two sons, Patrick and Spike, looked up hopefully from where they sat slumped over the kitchen table. It was early morning, an hour before dawn. They had been awake all night. Ever since Katrina Outhwaite had escaped from the room with the big brass bed, they had been frantically searching the roads north and south of the Butcher's pig-farm, without success. "That was the, Sheriff Bud Jansen," she said. "The kid made...
Ten days after Katrina's abortive attempt at escape, the Outhwaites were beginning to accept their fate. They were becoming resigned to being drudges by day and sex-slaves by night and, for that matter, any other time Ma Butcher or her sons wanted to satisfy some sexual whim. Their diet of oatmeal and water, occasionally supplemented by scraps from the heavily laden plates of the Butcher's had much to do with the steady decline in the Outhwaites' morale. The real "killer", however, was...
Ready for a little dessert? Need an antacid? I commend you for making it this far in this passion play. I hope you enjoy what comes next. ‘So, um, Charlie, it looks like Little Chuck is ready for another round. Are you planning to fuck me? You can ya know?’ ‘I don’t think that’s a good idea, Vickie.’ I tried not to show any emotion as I processed this rejection. I half expected it. He had to keep control of something. He was still a virgin. I was certain of that. It was something I’d teased him...
Ready for a little dessert? Need an antacid? I commend you for making it this far in this passion play. I hope you enjoy what comes next."So, um, Charlie, it looks like Little Chuck is ready for another round. Are you planning to fuck me? You can ya know?""I don't think that's a good idea, Vickie."I tried not to show any emotion as I processed this rejection. I half expected it. He had to keep control of something. He was still a virgin. I was certain of that. It was something I'd teased him...
NovelsShame.That’s what you must’ve felt every time you met up with me. You claimed the way you looked at me is how you once looked at your wife, but I highly doubt it. With her, I bet it was true love, adoration, and care, but with me, it was pure lust; a need to seed. To use me as the piece of fuck-meat you so desperately craved.You two made sweet, passionate love, while we had rough, disrespectful sex.Not that I minded.In many instances, you told me about the bliss of finishing inside her bits....
Love StoriesTommy drove home, his eyes blurry from crying, his sore ass and the garter belt clips reminding him that all of this had been real, not just a perverse nightmare. Oh God! Kathy! How could Marie have done that to him? How could she have had the heart to invite his cousin over to see him like that, and to make him do all those things while she watched? How could he ever talk to her again after tonight? Her comment about stopping by on Saturday to see what Linda and the girls would do to him...