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Maid To Be Submissive (Part 5)

Continuing the sissification process...

I couldn't believe Fiona had left me alone with this random guy! She never even said where she was going, let alone what time she would be back. I sat on the bed nervously, deliberating what to say. After what seemed like a long time, Dylan finally broke...

Crossdressing with my Girlfriend

A sissy love story begins...

My girlfriend and I had been dating for several years and our sex life had basically become non-existent. It had been at least a year since we last had sex, and probably another six months before that. The problem was, as much as I loved her, I had develo...

Behind the tapestry Part one

A hidden door behind a tapestry leads to the King and Queens sex chamber

      The king and queen sat on their thrones and watched the last of the court exit the large wooden doors. The doors closed with a resounding boom that echoed through the throne room. Once the echos faded away, the king's shoulders sagged and his chin f...

Cherry Popped

Cris finds Red again, and this time she gets what she really wants.

“So let me get this straight. You’re telling me this girl made you masturbate in front of her and rode your face like a fucking horse BEFORE you even got her name? And on top of that, you haven’t seen her since?!” Cris’s best friend, Erica, could barely c...

Cherry Red

Cris finally meets her dreamgirl and gets more than she expected.

Cris stood in her office and watched the crowd with a glass of whiskey in her hand. Sometimes she’d entertain guests there, but tonight she was alone. Solitude soothed her soul on nights like this; busy nights where she had to constantly restock liquor be...

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Rising Star

My acting career flourishes with some interesting diversions.

“How the fuck could you be so stupid?’   A well-manicured, glossy red fingernail tapped the picture on the front page of a German newspaper. The headline read, “English actress and star of new tv show leaves club with German woman.” Admittedly the headlin...

The Body Politic

A career in politics.

I was leaning against a wall. Henry Wayne’s election party was in full swing and I couldn’t give a damn. I didn’t like the man personally and would never have voted for him or his shitty party. So, why was I there? Well, I am ambitious. I intend to get a...

Carla 3

Things get worse for Carla and Lauren and more interesting with Angela

When Lauren is busy so is everyone around her. She’s driven and drives her staff. Sometimes it is difficult because although she recognises the need for security, especially in the light of the threats, she is adamant in not curtailing her activity. ‘If I...

Carla - Chapter 2

Recovery and back to work with a pleasant interlude between them

I was hiding behind a pepper pot. The frog in the chair facing me asked me how I felt but I wasn’t going to hold a conversation with a frog. The problem with frogs is they can turn into Princes. Hallucinations are a consequence, I learned, of morphine use...

Carla - Chapter 1

A girl's night out doesn't go exactly to plan

The pretty butch pushed me back against the wall behind the bar and, hands on my shoulders, pressed her crotch hard against mine. I’d noticed the clearly non-biological bulge in her leather cut offs when I’d first caught sight of her indoors, it had been...

She Was Looking At Me - 2

Finding something, just not sure exactly what

We found her sitting in bed. Her eyes were open and a white sheet covered her to just below her breasts, which were naked. They didn’t hang but stood proudly from her, their nipples dark against the white of her skin. I felt Lorna’s hand on my shoulder, c...

She was looking at me

Finding out what I wanted

The bar I had been told about, my friend said it was where butch women go to find lipstick.‘They are not all nice,’ she had warned but didn’t elaborate. I’d ordered a gin and tonic from the dyke behind the counter. She eyed me up and down, served my drink...