I was about to marry my childhood sweetheart Paula Rother. I loved her and she loved me but it hadn't been straightforward. After school she went to Manchester University while I went to work at a local accountants as a lowly paid junior clerk. She said we where inseparable but during the two years ... read more
The gates swung closed behind Charles as he slowly drove his car up the sweeping driveway. Even though he was looking forward to the erotic delights which were in store for him that day, the cares of the world seemed to weigh heavily on his shoulders. As he drove up to the garage he mused about t... read more
Chapter one Tuesday J was up early, I could hear him moving around obviously looking for his case, he certainly wouldn't find it as I has managed whilst his attention was diverted to drop it off the side of the boat, it meant the only clothes he had were the ones he stood up in plus a couple o... read more
My name is Philip. I am married to a beautiful woman called Helen, and a few days ago... I did something very stupid! My wife, her mother, her beautician, my P.A. from work, and any of their friends, (in fact, anyone that they choose,) are now completely in control of my life. They are my Mistres... read more
It all started as just a game. i logged into a forced feminization chat room and portrayed myself as a slave being punished by my Mistress. Saying She had instructed me to enter this room for 5 minutes and obey any command given to me. It seemed harmless and exciting. How stupid could i have been. I... read more
This is the latest installment of a story about cross dressing and the changes in a relationship between a young man and woman at college. Bits are autobiographical, but not as much of it as I would like! If this is illegal where you live, don't read it. If this sort of thing offends you, don't ... read more
I was a romantic despite the cynicism I projected in my job. This tough black skinhead yob had abused me - he had shaved me, humiliated me and yet for the next week what I remembered most was the kiss. Sure, the abuse had touched something in me but until I had met him it was unacknowledged - someth... read more
My story is nothing new, like most girls who used to be boys I knew from an early age that I was different to all my school friends. My dad was a thug of a man, who enjoyed the physical battle of the rugby pitch as much as the post match booze up, but I took after the mother who died giving birth to... read more
"Yea I thought the singing was OK but I don't really go for that style too much" "And the girls?" Brian prompted me. "Oh come on Brian leave him alone we all know he's not really interested in girls." "Give him a chance, people can change! Perhaps Carl's d... read more
I suppose I was the one that first mentioned porn to Nikki. We'd been chatting on a girls' night out and laughed abut how I'd never found any porn in the house. She giggled and said I was bound to find some sooner or later -- all men had some, somewhere. A few days later, I'd completely forgotten... read more
*Clack* *Clack* *Clack* The sound of my heels on the kitchen tile was distracting me right when I needed to focus. My wife, or Mistress Vicky as I'm to call her from now on, had left me quite a bit of chores to do today. I had just finished dusting and was getting ready to polish the kitchen floo... read more
Debby and I left for Rockport on Friday morning. It wasn't that far of a drive, and we arrived before noon. After getting everything set up, we went through an underground newspaper that she'd picked up at an adult bookstore near her work. I was surprised to find out that Corpus had three gay bars l... read more
It was my wife Anne who helped me get started. And she was only my girlfriend at the time. I had spent the night with her and in the morning had no clean underwear. She offered me hers. Said it would do great things for my masculinity to wear her silky panties all day. Actually it did great things f... read more
Just one more drink and then it would be time to go. Things were pretty dead in the pub anyway. Good thing, Paul thought, as he had an audition in the morning that he really needed to win. He watched the two women at the bar, both pretty decent looking; receive drink after drink by doing nothing ... read more
"Oh come on Eric, it will be fun" Austin said to Eric. "But why can't I just go as I am, why do I have to dress up in woman's clothes," Eric replied as he stood holding the short black dress that Austin had brought for him to wear. He was horrified at the idea of having to go ... read more
I was just entering my prearranged destination. It was 11 pm and just before I paid the admittance fee, I stopped to look at myself in the mirrored walls. Reflected before me was a sexy, if a little sluttish looking woman in her thirties. The only discrepancy being that I was actually a 37-year-o... read more
As he stood watching the woman behind the desk he found it increasingly difficult not to fidget. He didn't know who the woman was but he knew she was some kind of big shot in the company, perhaps even the owner. Chris Pickles, his manager, had been all over her when she arrived, in fact he couldn't ... read more
'So...here I am in the back of a limousine.' he mused. At least he thought it was one; having never ridden in a limousine before he couldn't be entirely sure but the sumptuous leather interior and with enough rare wood to build a wardrobe it definitely felt like one. Danni...Mistress Danni, he corre... read more
He left Ibrahim smiling his shark grin and wandered into the bathroom trying not to let Ibrahim's obvious enjoyment get to him. The bathroom was huge with a high backed, claw foot bath set into the centre and a glass panelled shower unit which took up an entire corner of the room. He began to run wa... read more
And now he found himself waiting at the door with Ibrahim, looking out into the dark, rain falling heavily outside. He'd managed to negotiate the stairs okay apart from one heart stopping moment when his heel caught and he thought he was going to go flying down the stairs. But he'd had a tight hold ... read more
