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When Drag Queens Came To Visit

WHEN DRAG QUEENS CAME TO VISIT by Throne "But Margo," I said with a note of anxiety in my voice, "I don't understand." "It's very simple, Perry. I invited several young men to our home for the next week. You know I like to interact with people who have different lifestyles. Remember when I went to that retreat with lesbians and straight women? To see what we could teach each other?" "I remember." That had been a nervous three days for me, and my wife seemed somehow different...

Saturday Evening and Dragged Out to Play

Saturday Evening and Dragged Out to Play Once a month there's a club that basically has mostly men looking for glam queens and the queens that are being hunted by the men. They usually have a theme for the night, and while not some dressers will have costumes that fit into the motif of the evening, most go in any kind of outrageous outfit that they decide on. So on a given night at this club, you can see anything from the most gorgeous 6' babe all the way down to the guy in a dress...

The Devil in Drag

Permission is granted to post to the TG-fiction list, archive, and Fictionmania site and to the atEROS site. Personal copies for non-commercial use permitted. Anyone else who wants to archive this on a free access website or ftp site, just send me an email telling me that you did so and the url or ftp address. Anyone who wants to archive this on a for-pay site, don't. Member Net Authors and Creators Union - NACU. Authors and creators welcome, email [email protected] for more...

How Kim Humiliated Me In Drag

HOW KIM HUMILIATED ME IN DRAG By Cissy Gaye Copyright 2000 This is the story of the first time I dressed in drag in front of a GG (genuine girl) and how I inadvertently put myself in the position of being humiliated in public. This was the early 1970's, when glam rock was big and magazines like Creem regularly featured guys in very feminine attire if not outright drag. Among my friends was a girl - Kim ? a mischievous brunette with a wicked sense of humor. I was in a record...

Become A Drag Queen

anal - crossdresser - feminization - gay - transformation - submission - first time - pantyhose - lingerieI was thrilled when my boss told me he was sending me to San Francisco for a conference. It was a location on my "Top 10 places I wanted to go". I went online and Googled the major attractions and tourist "must sees in San Francisco. The conference was Wednesday to Friday and I figured I would add a couple of days and tour this unique American city. Through the Google search, I found many...

Sponsor a Drag Queen

Sponsor a Drag Queen My husband and I had always been keen on charity work. We had done sponsored head shaves, sponsored beard months (him anyway but rather modest outcome!), sponsored walks, runs and swims, sponsored fasts, the ice bucket challenge, sky dives, and pretty much anything you can think of that could be sponsored. Typically, we would give the money to cancer research as cancer was in my family genes and we had lost several close relatives. Mainly breast...

Sissy Femboy Chrissy in Drag at the Club

"Can you wear a dress tonight?""I can't crossdress in public, I'm not 'out' and don't want to be seen that way.""That's okay. We're going to a gay-only club that has a drag queen show tonight, so you'd fit right in.""Cool, but I'll have to change when we get there.""Awesome! See you tonight!"And that was my conversation with a new lover I just met on AdultFriendFinder. The guy is in his upper 60s, gray hair, wrinkles, very masculine, exactly what I am attracted to. He likes the fact that I am a...

Sissy Femboy Chrissy in Drag 2 At John s Pla

This is Part 2 to the article I wrote called "Sissy Femboy Chrissy in Drag at the Club." In that story I explained how I am 41 but look, feel and sound younger, that I shave myself smooth and like dressing in gurly panties and other female clothes to be a sissy femboy for older guys. A guy I met on AdultFriendFinder, "John Smith," is in his 60s, with wrinkles, gray hair, and is very masculine, which is what i am attracted to. "John" likes shemales, drag queens, crossdressers, and the like, and...

Invitation To A Drag Club

INVITATION TO A DRAG CLUB by Throne I don't even know where to begin. They've given me this recording device and want me to tell my story. And by 'they', I mean the people who are keeping me here. Well, they're not forcing me to stay but I certainly can't just walk out, not looking the way I do now. Let me try to relate it from the beginning and explain everything as best as I can. It started on a Friday night when I got home from work. My wife Adele and I had plans to leave for...

Drag me away

Drag me away "These 'feminise yourself through hypnosis' sites on youtube really don't work" he thought to himself. "I have been watching these videos for over a year and they haven't had any effect. It's not like there's anything feminine about wearing lipstick and mascara is there? Lots of men wear mascara don't they?" He looked at the scarlet nail polish that his wife had put on his fingers earlier that evening as he brushed his long blonde hair from his face and tied it back...

The Feel Good Drag

She looked around the small establishment. The walls were littered with random posters, metal signs, a Budweiser clock here, an inflatable Corona bottle there. The building itself had nearly been condemned only a year prior, and she had followed the local media’s coverage of the ‘revitalization’- as they had termed it, rather triumphantly- of this wasteland. It had once been known as simply ‘Harry’s’, and then it had been ‘Dick’s’. Now it was under some new guise, some new trick to try and lure...

caught in drag

I used to go over to their apartment most days during the week. They both worked and the place was all mine. Normally, the first thing I would do was double lock the door from the inside so that they couldn't open the door without me unlocking a deadbolt from the inside. That way I knew I wouldn't be walked in on unexpectedly. Then I would strip naked and head for the spare bedroom. The queen sized bed had a footboard and a headboard. I needed the headboard because I figured out a way...

Drag Queens in the Dorm

The head coach of the Mississippi Agricultural and Industrial University basketball team spoke to the apprehensive woman on the phone. It was Thursday, the Second of March 2006.“Ma’am,” the former NBA power forward said. “I can assure you that we will put Mario’s education first.”“Are you sure,” inquired Betty Ellis. “The reason Jaric went to junior college was because his grades were terr-buhl. He done got better and I want him to get his Bachelor’s cause I don’t think he can make it to the...

The Fraternity Drag Ball

The Fraternity Drag Ball by Elrod W Bill frowned, for perhaps the tenth time in the past ten minutes. "How in the hell am I supposed to get ready for this party on such short notice?" he demanded of his roommates, Jim, Tony, and Marty. "I mean, the party is tonight. Tonight!" Tony laughed, but secretly sympathized with Bill's plight. If it weren't for him and Marty, Bill wouldn't be in this predicament. It wasn't his fault that Bill was so reserved, while he and Marty were...

Drag Net

DRAG-NET By Mr. Double-U Just a few notes. This is my first attempt at writing something for Fictionmania and I hope that you like it. I would love any comments regarding this story and will change some of it, if something doesn't work. Thanks for reading it. The characters are based on the TV (that's television) and Radio show Dragnet. I claim no rights to any of these characters and am just borrowing them. Please don't sue...

Drag what

DRAG WHAT? By CASSANDRA ANACONDA MORRISON This is the city, Las Vegas, Nevada. Population 200,000... In Spanish the name means "The Meadows" and it may have deserved that name when a young Spanish Explorer named Rafael Rivera first looked down on it but in December, 1946 gangster Bugsy Siegel selected this minor oasis in the desert as the location of the first legal gambling Casino in the United States. Today that oasis is a city that plays host to over one million inhabitants...

Humor

My first Drag Queen

Ever since I can remember I had my hand down my pants, by the time I was in 3rd grade I was playing with my dick at all times of the day I'd just stick my hand in my pocket and whack away I didn't know why I did it I just did. By twelve I was wearing my moms lingerie while she was working,Grandma, my aunts and Mom owned and worked in a bordello it was the family business, I was use to women running around in various form of undressing and the usual noises of sex.We lived up in the mountains and...

Sentensed to Drag

SENTENCED TO DRAG BY JANICE Chapter 1 Well, my friend Donna and I have been here for a week, and what a week. As I sit here writing this sort of diary I am wearing a white tee shirt with a teddy bear on my chest and a short denim skirt. Under these I have a pair of white bikini panties and a white cotton bra. My feet are in a pair of pink flip-flops. My hair is short but brushed in a very cute style. My toe and fingernails...

The Messenger of Pain

"THE MESSENGER OF PAIN" by Jay Merson (c) Copyright. Jay Merson. 2000. The right of Jay Merson to be identified as the author of this bookhas been asserted in accordance with Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrightsand patents act 1988. This electronic book published originally by A1AdultEbooks and reproducedhere with permission of both author and publisher. Author Biography: Jay Merson is a prolific BDSM scene author, withsome 80+ titles to his credit covering a range of adult themes. ?The...

Internet Its Your Problem

Copyright, [email protected] Another story by Pagan. The Internet, that's her problem."Don't hog the mirror," the tanned blond girl pouted towards theglass for the benefit of the watching girls, "You're in no need of it you,you ugly four eyed pig."Another girl joined in giggling, "With a face like yours you'llbreak it."The blond haired girl grabbed at the plats and swung the bespectacledgirl away from the basins making her fall in to the side of the first toiletcubical.A dark haired girl...

Private Investigations

This story is totally a figment of my imagination. While the story starts outin a light vein, it progressively gets darker, ending in a much darker way.It is not the typical type of story found on this site, but rather takes botha different story tone and story direction. If you are offended by violence,do not read any further. Private Investigations Case #1: The Collectors Organization It had started out a bad morning The window still says HECTOR AND LAYNIE, PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS, even...

Nightclub Nightmare

Nightclub Nightmare (NC, Rape, MF/f, SM, D/S, Gangbang, Torture,Humiliation) Sharon Tu could feel her heart racing with excitement,as she and her other friends waited patiently in line to enter Da-Boom .The little Asian girl was literally shaking from the cold frosty air, the blaringsongs emanating from the club, and her own eagerness to quickly get inside.Although there were many rowdy teens hollering and laughing nearby, Sharoncould still feel the pounds and thuds of hip-hop music...

The Sentence

The sentence given to the unfortunate couple was the talk of the town andthe horrified villagers could scarcely contain their excitement. Captain Raymondand his betrothed, the lovely Lady Josephine had conspired to kill the Kingand turn the Kingdom into a Republic. They had amassed a small army of supportbut they spoke with the wrong people. They were caught when Constable Sallersforced a confession from one of the unfortunate couple's best friend. The Grim judge read the Sentence in a clear...

The Log

The Log The prisoner arrived in the jungle encampment at dusk. A young American woman,she was scratched and bleeding from the forced march along the forest paths,her clothing torn and patched with the dark shadows of moisture from her sweat-soakedbody. Carol Masters, junior intelligence officer with the US aid team, a naturalblonde and just twenty-three years old, tried to control her growing panicas she looked at the cruel grinning faces crowding round them. Like all theforeigners in the...

Monique s New Friends Are Hard to Loose

Copyright,[email protected] Another story by Pagan . Monique's new friends are hard to loose. h, e, m, that's it, right now how does that scan? Page one. Four months ago I suddenly noticed things where different in oursex life, Monique seemed to me more demanding, wanting more, she was arousedfor much longer; she seemed,-------- just a minute let me explain fromthe start. I have known Monique from the age of sixteen, in fact I had beenthe one fortunate enough to be the first she...

Hard Knobs and Broomsticks

[email protected] Another story by Pagan.Hard Knobs and Broomsticks "That was a wonderful evening darling," the raven haired womanpatted his knee as the car slowed for the bend, he snatched a quick glanceat his wife, "Glad you liked it, nice to go some where different."She turned and looked at the two girls behind, one wasmore asleep then the other as she looked at them she smiled, "I thinkour girls had a great time?"One of them returned the look by forcing an angelic smilepast a...

The Amazon Priestess

THE AMAZON PRIESTESS – By CORDOZA DISCLAIMER This story is totally fictional and contains scenes of a graphically sexual/violentor sexually violent nature, and by continuing further you agree that you areat least 18 yrs old and that you have no objection whatsoever to reading suchextreme adult material. THE STORY Helga surveyed the unconscious rebel girl with disgust. Only a short whileearlier they had both given and shared in lustful union, but the girl had failedto give the priestess the...

Backlash

BACKLASH BY Vrykolakas Scot hit the enter key for the last timethat day--at least, in an officialcapacity. He rose to his feet, pushing back his wheeled chairand stretching,all in one flowing series of motions. He was proud of his strength, all thosehours of martial arts; looked like something was finally paying off. His legstrength alone could kick out a fire-door. He brushed back a few stubborn locksof hair from his eyes, and grabbed for his jacket and keys. It was time togo. Food, a...

Life at M A

Life at M.A. Mistress Alyssa grabbed me by the hair, at that same moment Mrs Melissa turnon the lights for the whole office. Where Mistress Alyssa had been in the darknesswhen we came in, it was covered in shelves each one covered with items, MistressAlyssa attacked each of my arm to a cord with was attacked to different cornersof the ceiling and she attacked my ankles each to a cord with was attackedto different walls. Welcome to M.A. private school for women, my first day at M.A. was like...

Spoils of War

SPOILS OF WAR The members of the NightWatch, occupying the towers around the main compound, stared out into thesemi-darkness unexpectantly. The snow-covered landscape glowed blue againstthe black sky and the scene was still, aside from the occasional stirringof the cormorants on the wide silver lake to the east. On a clear night likethis, the lights of an approaching vehicle could be seen from many kilometres.And incoming aircraft, increasingly unlikely these days, would be pickedup beyond...

A Starr is Born

A Starr is Born by Mistress X Chapter One I made one last look over of my gear as James' music played. Geez, how the hell was I ever gonna get off of the mid-card matched against curtain jerking jobbers like James Phoenix? Sure, I'd be going over, but against the least popular guy in the locker room, it wouldn't give me much of a push. My flame pattern boots were laced, my orange wrist tape was snug, my orange and black ankle length singlet wasn't riding up too much, everything...

Resort Spectaculars

Resort Spectaculars By DolSade©2004 by DolSade Faraway, Exotic Places Joe was on his way to the Indies; a promising source of meat girls (dolcettes)had recently opened up. The meat girls were all prime, beautiful and young.Their meat was tender and juicy, well marbled with fat. The body shape wasmore lush and fuller than traditionally raised local meat girls but asidefrom a thicker waist there was no other apparent difference. The breastswere about the same size as domestic stock but given the...

Female Modification Facility

Standard warnings apply (i.e if your too young,too gullible, or it's plain out illegal don't read any further). The storyis fictional as are the people it's about. Enjoy. The Female ModificationFacility Part 1: Arriving Waking up was like climbing a steep hill throughthick cobwebs. It would have been so much nicer to let herself fall back intothe comfortable warmth. As her consciousness crept back so too did the pain.It was an all over, every crevice of the body ache that intensified at...

V Is For Victim The Organization Series 2

V is for Victim By slave ruthie Chapter 1 Vikki's nightmare started late in October - in a room at a very high-classhotel. She had been invited to Liverpool for a job interview after having repliedto an advert for a Personal Secretary. She was not to discuss the post withanyone, as it would be for a prominent celebrity. It was very exciting andher first chance of a good job since leaving school. She felt very grown upeven for 17 but managed to keep it all a secret, even from her family....

A Trial Of Time

A TRIAL OF TIME.. BYLC. The darkness beginning to crush me, my face was getting torn as I ran throughthe thick dense woods, I slipped and my shoe came off but I could hear thembehind me so I carried on stumbling through the darkness as their voices justgot louder and louder as they drew ever closer. All I remember is a heavy blow to the back of my head and then waking uphere, well just know where was here. I looked around the room and noticed it was a very plain small dark rooma dirty...

It s Good To Be King

Karl awakens with a smile. He slaps the naked arse of the slavein the bed with him. "Get up lazy and get me some coffee. And makesure the cream is fresh. Slaves now scury to pull back the heavy bed curtainsas others tidy up the room and open windows for fresh air. Karl yawns ashe settles back against his pillows now. Naked men wearing nothing butsilk sheathes of red on their cocks begin to pull out clothing and newlyshinned boots for the King.Each slave is shaven smooth and oiled with scented...

Denise s Summer of Slavery

Denise's Summer of SlaveryDenise's father walked in on her while she wastaking a shower. Opening the shower door he pulled her out soaking wet. Shefell into his arms without a fight and he kissed her forehead. Denise was sixteen. Her father had been sexually molesting her since shewas eleven. It was the family secret that no one else knew, not even her motheror her two brothers. But that would soon change. Denise's father ran his hands over her breastsas he spoke. "Your mother and I will be...

Lynsey s Game

LYNSEY'S GAME Lynsey was bored one night, which isn't the best reason for your life to changecompletely. But then, she didn't realize how far it would go or how much shewould lose. Lynsey was a pretty ordinary young woman, in her twenties. Her parents hadspent a lot of money educating her, so she'd gone to University, learned amarketable skill, and then, well lubricated by family money and family contacts,she'd slid right into a well paying career. Nothing too extraordinary, butcomfortable....

Cupcake

Cupcake by the outsider @page Section1 {size: 595.3pt 841.9pt; margin: 72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin: 35.4pt; mso-footer-margin: 35.4pt; mso-paper-source: 0; mso-gutter-direction: rtl; } P.MsoNormal {FONT-SIZE: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; DIRECTION: rtl; FONT-FAMILY: "Times New Roman"; unicode-bidi: embed; TEXT-ALIGN: right; mso-style-parent: ""; mso-pagination: widow-orphan; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman" } LI.MsoNormal {FONT-SIZE: 12pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt;...

The Afternoon that Devastated my Life

THE AFTERNOON THAT DEVASTATED MY LIFE. By SEAN DUNNE. In all my years visiting professional mistresses, rather ironically, byfar the most explosive, mind shattering episode I ever experienced and fromwhich I never fully recovered, occurred during a visit to an absolute newcomerand complete novice at the game. The following account is I believe an accuraterecord of the session as I still remember most details quite vividly, but therewere some occasions where I believe I may have had moments of...

The Crucifixion of Annia

THE CRUCIFIXION OF ANNIA The First Day Annia could not stop trembling. She could hear the soldiers approachingthe locked door to the room where she sat huddled in the arms of her supervisor,Tertia. The older woman, head mistress of the household slaves, tried to comforther, stroking her head, gently hushing her, suppressing her own fear in theface of the unfolding disaster. "What will they do with us?" the frightened girl kept asking. But she already knew the dreadful answer. Even as...

The Wooden Chair

The Wooden Chair 'Get your filthy hands off me...Jenny...JENNY! HELP ME!' Samantha Lewis screamedin terror and fury as two of the Internal Security officers manning the roadblock dragged her from the battered hire car. Jenny Ondougu didn't answer;two other officers had grabbed her too; thrown her to the ground and one ofthem had his fingers digging into her throat so all she could manage was afeeble, strangled gasping noise as she threshed around on the dusty track. Minutes later the two women...

Emma s Enslavery

EMMA'S ENSLAVERY Chapter 1. Emma had been working in North Queensland six months. She had come here asa backpacker and enjoyed the sunshine, so much so she overstayed her visa.Unfortunately the fruitpicking and other jobs dried up once she became an illegalimmigrant. Immigration knew about people overstaying and checked the farmsregularly, hence Emma was stuck in Townsville. She was broke and her open endedticket had run out. With no way of getting home and no money Emma was worried. Then...

Meeting the Maddisons 2

For the rest of the dinner I had trouble keeping my eyes off the delicious Laura Maddison. Every time I looked at her I could imagine streams of sperm streaking her face. I could see her breasts with rivers of cum running over them. I saw her mouth open wide to take in a huge cock. What I'd seen in the photos just wouldn't get out of my mind.I tried hard to keep my attention on the attractive lady opposite me. Her breasts were clearly unfettered by a bra and I knew her dress left her back...

Meeting the Maddisons 2

For the rest of the dinner I had trouble keeping my eyes off the delicious Laura Maddison. Every time I looked at her I could imagine streams of sperm streaking her face. I could see her breasts with rivers of cum running over them. I saw her mouth open wide to take in a huge cock. What I'd seen in the photos just wouldn't get out of my mind.I tried hard to keep my attention on the attractive lady opposite me. Her breasts were clearly unfettered by a bra and I knew her dress left her back...

Dot s Island

DOT'S ISLAND By Sailor861 Dorothy (Dot) Cochrane, 42, of Glasgow, Scotland, got out of bed this morning,showered, dried herself then strapped and locked her lubricated,10-in.-long,3-in.-diameter stainless-steel dildo deep inside her pussy, slipped into herthree-piece business suit and rushed off to work – annoyed. As usual, the first, faint grey light of a cold March Monday morning felldimly on the Scottish industrial city skyline and Dot did not want to go toher dreary office job at...

Slave Girls in Bondage

Slave Girls in Bondage Chapter 72 Another dastardly plot! More innocent women bound and turned into slavegirls. While the travesty never end? I hope not. Her name was Shirley Simpson and she was a minor functionary in some partof some big company. Her office, for some strange reason, had an incredibleturn over in clerks. It seemed they were hired, and within a couple weeks,they would disappear. Nobody really cared except for the personnel office thatwas tired of filling out all the...

Dolly s Python

Dolly's Python! October 2005 "Hey, it's Mrs. Tarleton! How're you doing ?" I heard my secretary,Marcia talking and giggling with my wife."How're you, Marcia...you'rethe cutest secretary at Cooper, Tarleton and Strowbridge, girl!" Ilooked up, and there she was, my beautiful girl, Dolly Tarleton, her long,honey blond curls bouncing. I dropped my work to watch as my lovely wife andMarcia gossiped about the foibles of their favorite hairdresser. Young Deon, the black head of the copy department...

Enslaved in Shinjuku

I had run up a huge debt gambling in Japan and my Boss called me into his officein Shinjuku. I was sure he would fire me but instead he said he knew a way I could repaymy debts. I was relieved but nervous however I agreed to do what he told me as it seemedharmless enough. He knew I often went to a bar in Shinjuku Ni Chome dressed in my leathersand had occasionally been tied up by clients in the bar. He then gave me writteninstructions and a place and time. I followed his instructions and on...

Absolute Power 4 0

Raising my head slightly, I glanced over to see a wide awake Diana still in the penalty chair. I sat up in bed, waking my two companions. Okay, I admit I'm not very good at this whole punishment thing. Pointing at Diana, I said quietly, "Please release her, I'd like her moved to the bed with the leather cuffs." Watching Angel and Bailey work to release her, I realized that Diana's thighs were wet with her arousal. They each took one of Diana's arms, leading her across the hall...

Strap On Jenny

Strap-on Jenny By Ashtree The following is a work of fiction/fantasy, it is not intended to condoneor encourage forced sexual acts between females. Hi, it's Jenny here again with another tale about raping other women. Thisone's about the time I first discovered the joys of using a strap-on to fuckmy victims. After I'd had Miss Johnson (my teacher from school) my confidence was sky-high.I'd raped two women now, both older than my 18 years, and had got away scot-freeeach time. I felt...

Exported

EXPORTED by ruthie[Phil] ?Mishka, I think I'm going to die here ? nobody knows where I am.? Mishka did not answer. Nadia hugged the rag doll to her cheek and wept inthe near-black gloom. The chain round her bare ankle scraped on the groundas she carefully hid her worn-out companion down the front of her dress. Mishkahad been with her since the Red Cross lady visited the Orphanage near Bucharestwhen Nadia was little. She had no idea how long ago or how old she was at thetime. Nadia guessed...

Pouting Prudence

Pouting Prudence Carmenica Diaz 'This is nice,' Prudence purred, wriggling against me in the front seat ofthe car. It was very nice indeed. Prudence was delicious and not at all, I found, a prude in any sense. Prudencewas, in the words of the itinerant mail-boy who pushed the trolley betweencorporate floors, a horny little slut who looked like she could suckyour cock through your trousers! It was an accurate description. Dark hair, red lips that always pouted anda slow wriggling walk that...

Lethal Loving

LETHAL LOVING By M.M. Thatday began like any other day. The firm was at its best, people running allaround, telephones ringing and faxes coming like crazy. Everybody was sobusy and cheerful, everybody but me. It was me who had the dullest and moststupid job in the firm. Standing all day behind the reception desk wasn'treally anybody's idea of fun. This was a part time job during summer pauseand I was so determined that this is going to be my last year at college.I've been going there for 6...

Convict Wench

Convict Wench The Arrest Three fashionably and well-dressed girls sat disconsolately on the hard woodenbench in the dock of the No 1 County Court in Chelmsford, England. It was 5 th April1797. The Industrial Revolution had just started and England was about to makeits mark in the world. Parliament had issued strict instructions through thejudiciary to deal severely with any miscreant whose acts would undermine thesuccessful development of a new world order. New industrial businesses...

The Footist

THE FOOTIST by bound bob 2005 Lines of my sexual development blur. What came first my submissive sexualtendencies or my fetishes? It's like asking the chicken or the egg question.I'm sure my silk and satin fetish has always been with me. My submission? I'mnot sure when that happened. The leather fetish I think came after my Dommefetish. Stocking fetish, who knows but they look great on leather clad Dommes.I don't have a foot fetish but now I always look at a woman's feet. I blamemy wife for...

Pam and the Officer

Pamela Martin was speeding down the interstate at well over the legal limit whenshe noticed the tell-tale flashing lights of a State Trooper following her.The 30 something wife and mother swore under her breath as she made her wayto the side of the road. Pam wasn't worried about a speeding ticket. She hadplenty of experience flirting her way out of many traffic violations. One thingabout Pam is that she had kept her figure at all costs. She was a stunningwoman. Her blonde hair and blue eyes had...

The Story of Sonja

THE STORY OF SONJA It was 4 a.m on Tuesday morning, and like everymorning Sonja was lying on the cold floor of her cell naked except for hermetal Chastity belt. Like clock work, Sonja was awakened by the sound ofa female guard screaming "wake up slave". Instinctively, Sonjaassumed a kneeling position and said "slave is awake Mame".Onceshe acknowledged she was awake, the guard opened her cell and laid a bowlof corn meal and water in front of Sonja and said "You have 5 minutes-eat" andthen the...

The Art of Good Fishing

The Art of Good Fishing, © Spitman October 2000 It was a fine sunny afternoon in May, and the beach was pretty crowded fora day so early in the season, but it was rather warm for the time of year,with very little wind and a cloudless sky. Donna lay on her beach towel with her bikini top unfastened, enjoying thefeel of the sun on her back. Others more adventurous, dispensed with theirskimpy bikini tops, offering an impressive display of breasts proudly bared,to the warm rays of the sun, not to...

Daddies Little Toy

Daddies Little Toy I hated to be late but the hotel was not in a part of town I was familiarwith and even though I had dropped you back last night to the same addressfollowing our dinner, coming from the opposite direction was proving quitethe challenge. Making matters worse was that it was extremely hard tolook for directions when a voice inside my head kept saying again and again, "thisis going to be so wild and so great." I glanced at my watch notingthat it read 1030pm. I remembered...

Budding Crisis

‘Well, of all the nerve.’ Sharon banged the telephone down on the cash register counter. ‘Well, shit!’ she added. ‘What was that all about?’ the shop assistant, Maggie, said, looking up from the other end of the counter, where she was polishing glass vases with a tea towel. ‘That was Roger Bailey.’ ‘Why does that ring a bell?’ Maggie said. ‘Oh, isn’t that the guy you’ve said you’ve run into a couple of times. A real cute guy.’ ‘Yes, that’s him. He just had the nerve to ask me out.’ ...

Anger management

Anger ManagementAnger Management Gwen was rolling around naked on the floor. Her handswere still cuffed behind her back. She found it difficult to move to find aposition that wouldn?t hurt, or at least wouldn?t hurt that much. Her ass,thighs and back were welted, her stomach hurt from the half gallon enema shewas holding, her tits were deep red from whacking and her cunt hurt from acombination of a generous amount of hits with a cane, an amazingly huge dildoand red pepper sauce on her cuntlips...

Amanda s 17th Birthday Story

Amanda?s 17 th Birthday Story { Part 2 } By Angelgirl If you haven't read {Part 1 }of this story I suggest you do before reading this. "There is no turning back now," "Dog Man" said with asinister grin. Mandi tried to kick the men holding her as she began to cry and scream. Shewas fighting as hard as she could to get away from them. She was in a totalpanic begging them to let her go as she lost control of her bladder and peebegan running down her legs onto the floor. "Do something with...

A Beer or Two Won t Hurt

Tim had been driving for a long time that day. He had gotten a very earlystart (for him) and it was now almost dark. He was having trouble keeping hiseyes open. He thought he would need to start looking for a hotel. He was alittle worried that it might take a while since he was going through an areawith few larger towns, but he had hardly started looking when he saw a littleold fashioned looking motel to his right. It was small but didn't look in toobad repair. The sign bragged that they had...

Private Internment

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