Debra Darling

Bill came home to find his wife dressed up “fit to kill.” She was all in black and it had all come from Victoria’s secret, except the shoes. Her lacy push up bra moved her spectacular chest up and out, putting her size C breasts on display. The waist cinch took her already small waist in a bit further and accentuated the curve of her hips. Black silken stockings attached to garters on the cinch and highlighted her long, slender legs, made even longer by the black patent five inch high heels that graced her feet. The thong at her crotch barely covered anything. ...

This story was submitted for the 2010 Winter Fetish Contest. Please be sure to rate read and rate each story. When you’re finished, visit our sponsor by clicking the banner above. (They have lots of cool stuff!). Author's Note: This story features real people and real equipment that actually exists. The story itself though is fiction and it never happened. But someday it might. If I am very lucky. Frustration and Pain ...

Author's Note: Please help me It all started simply enough. I just loved to cross dress in lingerie and high heels. Then I bought a computer and discovered sites like this one. From there things began to expand as did my wardrobe and my interests. Self bondage, mummyfication, full crossdressing all began to fascinate me. I was spending entirely too much time and way too much of our budget on clothes, bondage gear and chat rooms. ...

Author's Note: Just another day in the life of an extreme fantasy mistress Mike stared helplessly at Michelle. He was naked, strapped to a fiendish pole device and she was a Goddess in black leather. She stood before him, whip in hand. “Do I excite you?” she asked quietly. He stood mute, his fear making him unable to answer. “I think your massive erection answers that for me even if you don’t.” Her whip traced a line down his heaving chest and then began to just flick back and forth as it caressed the head of his straining cock. “You said you wanted to experience the ultimate in pleasure mixed with pain. That you will do. I wonder if you will find it worth the cost?” ...

Debra stood helpless in the middle of the dungeon. So far the session she was involved in was rather simple and she had not quite figured out where it was going. It was rather exciting but clearly there was much more yet to come. She had arrived on time, dressed as usual. That meant cross dressed wearing normal female street appropriate attire. Of course she knew her Mistress did not like this but then that was part of the whole scene. Her Mistress had ordered her to strip down to her scanties, which she did. ...