The Demon Succubus

You’re so certain you know what you want.

Do you really? Do you have this fantasy all mapped out in your head, every detail of how it should go, every word scripted and movement laid out in predictable patterns? Are you honestly expecting Me, your Mistress, to just… follow a script?

Am I such . . . → Read More: The Demon Succubus


 

Sissy Debut, Part 3

Janice was a very special kind of girl.

She’d known for a very long time that she wasn’t like the other boys in school. When the boys teased the girls and made them cry, poor Jack (she wouldn’t be Janice for another few years) would defend them. She wanted to play house, and cook . . . → Read More: Sissy Debut, Part 3


 

Cure for Boredom, part 2

To earn his freedom, I’m going to have Bill do something extreme.

He got himself locked up because he’d complained about being bored. So, if he wants to be free, he needs to prove to me that he’s not bored anymore. I think he should also show me exactly how creative and grateful he . . . → Read More: Cure for Boredom, part 2


 

Sissy Debut, part 2

I’d trained Janice to be the perfect cocktease.

Weeks of preparation had all come down to this moment; her debut party, at the shining center of attention, everyone’s eyes upon her. Dancing and moving, seducing the entire room while focused on just one man. Brad the bartender with his soulful eyes, strong masculine arms . . . → Read More: Sissy Debut, part 2


 

Into the Unknown

Tim was shaking.

He knew it was silly to be so nervous, but his nerves weren’t listening to logic just at the moment. With a quick swipe of his palms over his pants to clear away the worst of the nervous sweat he steeled himself. Big deep breath, and just ring the bell, Tim, . . . → Read More: Into the Unknown


 

The Boredom of Masturbation, Cured

Bill called me up one night, complaining of boredom.

It seems he’d finally run out of ways to touch his dick that brought him satisfaction. Poor thing, to be so burdened. Tsk, tsk. Imagine, if you will, a man so jaded at the thought of masturbation that he just can’t find the interest needed . . . → Read More: The Boredom of Masturbation, Cured


 

Sissy Debut

Give me control over your cock

Janice was a very special kind of girl.

She was slim and svelte and sweet; long arms and killer legs on top of a nice hourglass figure made Janice simply magnificent. I’d put a lot of effort into her, shaping and molding her into the perfect ten . . . → Read More: Sissy Debut


 

Merry Month of Masturbation

Let’s face it: masturbation happens.

Anyone who tries to tell you they don’t jerk off is a bald faced liar. Everyone does it. You sneak your hand into your pants and give yourself a quick rub and tug; in the restroom at work, over your lunch break, when you wake up in the morning, . . . → Read More: Merry Month of Masturbation


 

Z is for Zing

I’ve thought long and hard about how to end my alphabet series.

I wanted to go out on a nice high note, possibly with something about utter ownership or long term slavery or exactly how to train a cum eating sissy. But, I don’t think those are what I want to finish up on. . . . → Read More: Z is for Zing


 

X is for eXtreme

There’s something really nice about the extreme fetishes.

Pushing that edge, riding the line between what you’ve asked for and what you really want; driving you over the line just because I can. Taking that inch you give me and running for a mile. I just love doing the really extreme things to you . . . → Read More: X is for eXtreme