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My ass is in the air, completely exposed from my protruding clit, to my ass, offering myself to you. My arms are bound together from wrists to elbow, supporting my weight, my head resting there gently as I try to remember to take deep, even breaths. I jump as I feel the heat from your…
Just as she requested, he offered up his neck to her. She took the slender collar and wrapped it around his neck, pulling it until it was flush with his skin before closing it. There was a certain feeling he got in his chest when she put the collar on him. Like it was a…
He pinched her nipple and watched as the aureola puckered and remained for seconds before relaxing back into her breast. The nipple stayed erect and wanting. It reached for his fingers. Stretched for his mouth. He could feel the saliva building as he watched it. Another pinch and this time it wavered a little. Wiggled…
I sat in my car in the dark at the back of the car park watching all the couples walk into my old High School for the “Turning Forty” reunion. I had been divorced for over eleven years and did not have a girl friend to accompany me to this sort of social event. I…
She had been sent to nap but first, finally, with a small delighted grin that most people would not understand, she tore at the button closure to her jeans. Most people were not usually denied what she was about to do. Not teased and toyed with for days. Not kept constantly on the edge. Tugging…
(Author’s note: I have tried to get an editor for this story but failing that after over a week of looking I’m publishing it. Please be aware this work has some fictional coercion and other sissification elements.) The car drove through the city as the night pressed around Nick, watching the buildings flicker by as…
When I arrived at the mine I had known what was expected of me but I still found the reality frightening to begin with. However, you get used to the life. My name is Carmen. I was born and baptised as Carlos nineteen years before this story begins. As long as I can remember I…
My name is Evans James Armand. Friends call me E.J. I’m a black guy living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I’ve always been fascinated by a certain phenomenon. To the point that this fascination has become an obsession of mine. That’s okay because I’m lucky enough to have the means of exploring and fulfilling…
Thanks for all the wonderful comments on the first two chapters! Here are the next two chapters. It’s time to teach Loren a bit about being Laura before their dinner party. Synopsis: Loren had no idea what he was getting into when his agent suggested he write transvestite fiction. Nor did he realize how eagerly…
Chapter One They had picked her up off the casino floor. Not literally, no; she was not lying there waiting to be fucked. It was not as easy as that. Almost…but, not quite. Rather, the raven-haired tomboy with the apple-sized tits popping out of the ragged, low-cut t-shirt promoting some obscure indie rock band, literally…