“Follow me, please,” Chrissy said to Melanie while leading her to a room in the rear of the house, “have you been a good girl this week?!?” “Yes, Mistress,” Melanie replied softly, “I tried to do my best!” “Let’s hope so,” Chrissy replied, “Sir Gregory will be very disappointed if you have displeased him!!!” The
Angie & I had discussed this for a while, and decided to go for it on the weekend. This would take a lot of preparation and required us both to be absolutely cleaned out. Finally Friday came and Angie came over in the late afternoon to stay the night. Our plans called for going without
I have always been a cross dresser and enjoyed it. Maybe it was too much at times. I some how let the guys go too far with me. That is a different story. When I got married I put all my special clothes in the basement and lived a normal life. One day I was
Today something happened that I have always wanted for twenty years. A good friend from the Internet had provided me with a true gift of friendship. She had spent some time looking for the exact thing I wanted, then bought it, tried it, used it herself, and finally mailed it over the ocean to me.
Anne learned about her mother’s desire to be submissive by reading her dairy underneath her mattress. Her own mother wanted to be another’s bitch slave. All these years, she had never known. She was even mentioned in several parts of her dominating her as well as neighbor woman who lived nearby. Both were now divorce