Author's Note: This can be read by itself or as a sequel to Brittany’s Training “Goodnight, hope to see you next time.” Theresa said as the last of the guests left the house. Then she shut the door and removed her black latex corset and panties, handing the panties to her slave Alyssa. Alyssa looked at the panties, which were covered in sweat, pussy juice, and cum. “Mmmm” she said as she licked the shiny latex clean of all Theresa’s fluids. “Don’t get too full hehe” Theresa giggled as she watched her slave. “I won’t Mistress, I haven’t forgotten about our fuck toy.” Alyssa said as she looked at Brittany. ...

Author's Note: This can be read by itself or as a sequel to Brittany Gets Rented by a Sadist Brittany laid in her latex vac bed waiting to be released. Her mistress Theresa and Theresa’s sadistic friend Kelsey, who had branded Brittany with a K the day before, walked in the room and turned the light on. Kelsey started looking through her phone as Theresa unzipped the latex vac bed. “I have a friend who trains little bitches like Brittany here. She holds sessions where she trains pathetic slaves to be pets. I would love it if I could take the bitch over to her and have her trained. Would that be ok with you Theresa?” Kelsey asked as she flashed Brittany an evil look. “Yes that’d be fine babe” Theresa replied. ...

Author's Note: This can be read as its own story or as a sequel to ‘Brittanys New Life’ After what seemed like an eternity Brittany had finally fallen asleep despite the enema, butt plug, and constant tug on her nipples from her bondage mittens being attached to her nipple rings. It felt like she had only slept for a few seconds when she heard the cruel laughter of Mistress Theresa and Alyssa as they entered the room. ...

Author's Note: Always happy to write more! Brittany woke up on the floor and realized she was blindfolded, her arms were zip tied behind her back, and there were zip ties binding her ankles and thighs together, and a piece of duct tape over her mouth. After a few minutes she felt her blindfold being pulled off, and the light in the room blinded her so all she could see was the shape of a woman who was in good shape but had a very large ass. ...

Chapter 1 My name is Simon. I guess it all started when I was 13. That’s when I met a sixteen year old boy named Kevin. We hit it off good and soon became good friends, and then best friends. We even call each other “Bro” affectionatly. He was already a good looking guy when I met him, but as he grew he became muscular and handsome. Meanwhile, I ended up being fairly androgynous, with a slender body and a pretty face that belonged to a girl. The fact I like to wear my hair long doesn’t help. ...

Part 1 I stood at the big bay window overlooking the bay and straight up the hazy gulf. You could see for miles, but I was more interested in the view from the strip of gleaming white sand about 50 yards from my place. As I trained my Zeiss binoculars to the strip immediately opposite I could see my target. There were a lot of people basking in the sun this mid-week early afternoon, but the one that stood out was a dark-haired woman in a white bikini, which contrasted superbly with her chocolate-colored tan. ...

Author's Note: Kathy is a college student who gets off on bondage and, while she likes it with her boyfriend, she also dreams up kinky scenarios where she is left tied to get her kicks. The orgasm, when it came, was wonderfully intense, a warmth spreading from her sex to her belly and up into her chest then suffusing her whole body with a pleasure that, outside that moment always seemed impossible. It was a pleasure so intense that she could do nothing but yield her body to its control, crying out as it engulfed her, screwing up her fists and driving her nails int her palms as she squirmed in an overwhelming state of ecstasy. ...

Author's Note: This was a nice story to write Today was not unlike any other day except that for today it was going to be unique and special. It had started off like any other morning, waking up in bed laying next to the man who had over time became very dear to me. Dear in ways to which I would have ever dreamed were possible. I had often thought about living such a life and I am grateful for those memories which brought them all to reality. ...

Author's Note: This is told from both sides of the relationship. Pure fantasy, enjoy ! _Update (2012/05/10):* It is over 2 years since I last added to this story, although I always liked it and wanted to finish it. I hope you feel it was worth it, please leave comments either way to let me know.* Derek: ‘Derek ?’ I recognised that tone of voice – kind of wheedling, like she wanted something expensive or was going to own up to denting the car or something. We had just had sex so she must have been thinking I’d agree to anything. ...

Author's Note: All names have been changed to protect my identity and those of the people I met. ‘Pocketbook’ is a synonym for handbag or purse. 1. Inspiration and Preparation As I examined the photograph I felt a rush of sexual excitement. I had googled ‘burka’ and there she was; a brown eyed woman staring back at me through the steel bars of a cage concealed beneath the black fabric of her face covering. I knew at that instant I had to emulate her. ...