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Minimum Security Prison Bitch
Greetings all; in my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? As my regular readers are aware, I enjoy writing about the transgender experience from different perspectives. Here I write about a transgender woman whose experiences in prison were quite different than she expected them to be. ~~~ Chapter 1. Jeri’s jaw dropped open when she saw the big black cock hanging between Bubba’s legs. As she laid there in her bed that night, she thought about the irony of the decision she’d made to accept Warden McQueen’s gift, thereby exposing herself to the one thing that…
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Mistress Jasmine Made Me a Slave
Since long I haven’t written a story so maybe I am a little rusty but I hope you enjoy it anyway. There are some autobiographic parts in it but most is fantasy, which part is real and which is fantasy I leave to you. Like any other author I do love comments too, whether they are good or bad. So please leave some words of praise or critics. Those critics which help me to become a better author are the best. I should have been honest. I mean I should have known that lies have short legs and now they had caught up with me. The worst was I had…
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Party Desire
Chapter 1 – Party time What a surprise. An invite to Little Suzie Baxter’s Christmas party. For one, Suzie was only eight and I was eighteen. For two Suzie was the younger sister of Tracy my ex girlfriend. During the 2 years I dated Tracy I really got to know Suzie. I dont wish to sound big-headed but she idolised me and I loved her as if my own sister. I couldn’t refuse the invite. I knew she would be very upset if I declined. I’m not stupid though, I thought it wise not to tell Jill, my new girlfriend. Not surprisingly Tracy and Jill never saw eye to eye…
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My Magical Experience Ch. 03
Before me stood two gorgeous women with enormous, dripping cocks. It seems to me Arianna had grown bustier and sexier as a result of my Queen’s gift, but perhaps it was just a shift of perspective on my part now that she was sporting her own love tool. Either way, I couldn’t contain myself. I hoped my Mistress wouldn’t anger at my initiative, but I scrambled off the bed over to the two of them. I took my Mistress’ dick in one hand, but took Arianna’s in my mouth without thought. She was just as delicious, but with a different taste. Saltier and softer than my Queen, perhaps because she…
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Matt Becomes Mattie Ch. 03
Next morning saw a repetition of the previous morning with having to please Joanna orally. Morning sex was something that she had never gone for before, but now she was ceaseless in needing the pleasure and my servitude to her. Unfortunately with the kids and work, the nail varnish had to come off my fingers and the boobs had to be released. However Jo insisted that I now wore panties and hose to work and she chose some neat Triumph black briefs that we had bought. She reminded me that I had to explore with the company opportunities for becoming more home based and to book the relevant appointments with…
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Alimony Day
Noble Vickers fussed around nervously, wiping cabinets and dusting the living room. When Belvin came, he didn’t want her to become annoyed because the place was not in good shape. The first night that Noble had brought Belvin home after meeting her at The Hornet’s Nest, a D/S dive bar just outside Buttermilk County, Belvin had tossed her amber tresses and ordered Noble’s pants down. He’d just met her a few hours before, and they’d made out a bit at the bar…he knew her proclivities but…he’d just met her! “Down, take your trousers DOWN!” Gone were the ideas of sharing a glass of wine, perhaps giving her a little salmon…
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Clothes Make the Woman….Cry
The leaves rustling in the trees as a spring breeze ruffles the fabric of the air. Window open but blind pulled shut, she knows that the last light of the evening should be just streaking across the backyard. The twitter of birds as they head to their nests to roost, and the baying of a dog makes her smile. It is a glorious evening, and she is dressing to annoy. Her Master has a very specific dress code …and she is feeling mischievous, positively contrary. She pulls on socks, panties, jeans and a pair of sneakers. All definitely on the list of no nos where it pertains to clothing. Running…
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All the Bells and Whistles Pt. 07
Chapter 19 – Begging I don’t know how long I stayed like that. I eventually heard another round of loud hollering and cheering, and a short while later I heard the door open. While I startled a bit when I heard the latch turn, I didn’t panic as I had earlier. Instead I just waited with a surprisingly calm feeling of resignation. Whoever it was coming through that door, I was essentially theirs, as long as they gave me what I needed. I sensed my husband as he knelt behind me once again, but the first physical contact I felt was his thumb on the base of the plug, pushing…
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Agnes Is Naughty-Again
I entered the through the front door and didn’t see anyone. As I was heading toward the kitchen I heard Barbara holler “Give that fucking bitch a good whipping. She deserves every stroke of the quirt that you give her. She’s been nothing but a drunken whore today with her drinking and pissing. Whip her pussy lips good and hard.” I could hear her voice coming from the back porch and as I looked out the door I could see Agnes with a ball gag in her mouth and her arms high over her head fastened to the eye hooks in the porch roof. Father was wearing his black garter…
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Danni Ch. 02
This story starts where the last left off, read Danni to understand what is going on in this story. Of course all character are above the age of 18. The following story contain feminization and female domination. * Also another description Tara, Danni’s Mother Unlike Danni Tara had tanned skin, she was five foot four inches tall. She had green eyes and curly hazelnut hair. Her body was a sight to behold. She had B cup breasts with wider than average hips. Her ass was peach shaped with and thighs to match. Kelly walked out the door and Danni collapsed on the bed. Tired, hard and covered in his princesses…