When Susanna lost her second job only two days after losing her first; she had no choice but to accept her sister's kind invitation. Susanna had been loath to do so because of two things. Firstly there was pride. Although she had accepted Rachel's offer of help with paying for the children's school,... read more
For Denise her life as a fully trained slave began with a stay at Mistress Rachel's house before joining the twins' household. Since it was their idea to turn her into the sissy she now was, it was agreed that she would be their slave. But as the twins were moving out of Mistress Rachel's house and ... read more
When Denise returned from the academy all this was taking place without her knowing about it. She started her new life as a maid in Mistress Rachel and Master Tony's house alongside her mother, Susanna. Susanna had in the meantime developed into a complete slave, craving punishment and humiliatio... read more
At the academy little had changed. As Denise was being led through the hallways, bound and gagged with a leash attached to her chastity device, she saw new sissies in training hurrying to class, eager to please the mistresses and to avoid punishment. The new sissies tried not to stare at Denise, but... read more
Louise Edwards, behind her Art Deco desk in her office at Transformation Systems, leaned back in her designer chair, set down her cup of coffee - black, regular, thank you - and looked with satisfaction through her open door at her secretary seated at his desk in the outer lobby. Not "his"... read more
Rose stood before Joan's office door at 1:59pm. She was dressed in the same black leather outfit she had worn the night before, and she was also wearing the same "Don't fuck with me!" attitude. She had pulled herself together in the limo, assuming that Joan would have security cameras focu... read more
My boyfriend likes to take me to the local adult bookstore, into the back where the video arcade is. There's always a lot of men there, strangers that we don't know, and I feel funny when they look at me. They wonder why a pretty young woman would be back there. It smells too. A rich sweaty sc... read more
It soon turned out that Debbie wasn't destined to spend the rest of her life as a whore. As she returned to the apartment one night one of Mistress' men was waiting for her. She had only just opened the door, when without a word he cuffed her hands behind her back, gagged her and put a collar and le... read more
The first two shows seemed to be unqualified successes. We had many solid skits that I thought were hilarious. But an Attack of the Clones parody had been scrapped. It would take a lot of work to either find a suitable location or to create a futuristic set. And the costuming costs might put a st... read more
When we stopped shooting to break for lunch, I hurried off to visit the men's room. Or rather, the washroom in my dressing room. Walking into the spacious dressing room area, I could see that Daniel and Sean were still hard at work. Daniel, with brush in hand, was styling an auburn wig. It was lo... read more
At the bull session to begin the week, we kicked around a lot of different skit ideas. Dave brought up the topic of gay marriages. We ran with that concept for awhile. Then we took a stab at the film Spiderman. The possibilities were enormous, though potentially expensive. I suggested we do... read more
Charlie's cock was as perfect as if it had been sculpted by a consummate artist. The rigid column of flesh rose from the dense thicket of his pubic hair and, lined with blue veins and topped by a once-pink gumdrop-glans that had ripened to a deep purple, looked as inviting as an exotic fruit. The eg... read more
This Christmas I spent time with my Black master. We decided it would be fun to crash at his pad and have some fun together. Yes, we had sex again but I found even more kinky then before. When we met up we greeted like typical guy friends. Walked in and talked like always. Soon sex came up and I pro... read more
I am sitting in the living room waiting for my date to show up. A date arranged by my wife Gwen. I am dressed in a slinky red dress, underneath my torso is encased in a white corset which reduces my waist to a mere 25 inches. On my legs are a pair of black nylons attached to the straps hanging down ... read more
Natasha woke up to an interesting dream. She hardly,like many of us, ever remembers her dreams. This one stood out. She was caught in British customs with over $10,000 dollars in travelers checks!. So i woke up, remembering the dream. Yawning fiercely i lazily thought about what i might do tod... read more
I like to go to adult bookstores. No matter how many times a guy has sex and regardless of how many partners he has, he can't possibly compete with the men in the magazines, on the videotapes, and in the old filmstrips. These tan gods, with their deep chests, broad shoulders, and rippling muscles, f... read more
My weekend escapade with my first real lover, Jake, convinced me that I was destined to live as a girl, despite having been born a boy. Unfortunately, it was my male persona to whom the University of Minnesota had extended admission and a scholarship, and I wasn’t quite sure how they would rea... read more
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... read more
Does Life Imitate Art? I love technology, in spite of the stereotype about girls. Although I was a guy, at least outwardly, until a year ago, I think I was always inwardly a girl. According to the stereotype, we girls are supposed to be indifferent to anything more technical than the designer cov... read more
They say that life is about making choices. But we humans don't get to choose the two most important factors in our lives. We don't get to choose our genes, so I got stuck with XY chromosomes. And we don't get to choose our natal families, so I got stuck with my mother and father. My father, Edua... read more
