A girl (Sarah) who wanted to fit in the "popular" crowd at her local community college and a bully (Michelle) who ruled it with an iron fist. Michelle was laughing and gossiping with her followers on the way back from class. Sarah was behind them wishing she could laugh with them. Suddenly one of the girls said something that made Michelle kick her heels....
Brief author note: The characters are by no means underage, both are over 18, the submissive here is a little in a daddy dom/little girl dynamic. As well as some unusual depictions, if that's not your cup of tea, suggest you don't read on. ***** I wiggled and squirmed, unaware of my surroundings, waking up groggily. As I reached to rub my eyes I noticed I...
After receiving a cloned body I immigrated 127 Light Years from Earth to Free Skyes. Unfortunately I had to work and pay for that cloned body and I had very few skills a high tech society could use. So it was either I become an Unskilled Labourer or a Sex Slave. In the end I guess Human Recourses had figured me out correctly. All those years in BDSM chat-roo...
You wake up in your bed, in your attic bedroom. You sigh, not wanting to get out of bed. But then, you realize 2 things--one, your alarm clock didn't go off, you overslept! You have 5 minutes to get to the bus! And two--your bed is soaked in warm, smelly liquid. Did you wet yourself? (Just a note: The "catch the bus" route leads to diaper-related c...
You commanded me to dream of you. More specifically, you commanded me to dream of Ms. Debbie penetrating your round ass while outfitted with your very-own strap-on. And while I haven't forgotten your command and would have been more than happy to comply, unfortunately, I find that my subconscious still harbors too much rebellion for it to obey you. It fails...
Acknowledgements: My very grateful thanks to AngelLove for agreeing to edit this story, for her very timely work, and her valuable suggestions and corrections. Copyright 2006 by Zeta. All rights reserved. Rose turned and looked at the red numbers on the clock: six-seventeen a.m. The bedroom was beginning to lighten as the sun rose, heralding the new day a...
Everyone in this story is of legal age. 'Daddy' is a pet name, this one is not an incest story. This story involves wetting and diaper play, if that is not your taste, then this story is not for you. I love feedback, so please comment, and let me know if you have any requests. ***** The crisp material crinkled around her full bottom as she pulled the new...
After the fuckings I had gotten from Max my asshole was so stretched, I had to wear diapers all the time. Mistress Carolyn used this to her advantage. She had a few men that liked sissy babies. The men would bring me all sorts of little sissy clothes. Dress me up and have me nurse their cocks as if they were bottles of milk. One day a new man showed up, he w...
"Diaper time now... I'm thinking for you, Buttercup," You see the delicious disappointment I can't keep off my face, "I only have one nappy left until we go to the store and I don't want it to go to waste... the last 'hello kitty'... plus the effect that putting you in diapers has on your attitude is so sweet... so tame...and docile...I had no idea it would...
My bladder felt like it was about to explode, but I only had 40 minutes to go. Master lay beside me in the king sized bed we shared, my filthy cage in the corner of our bedroom a reminder of nights of misbehaviour. As Master's personal piss slave, I was forbidden bathroom privileges between 9 pm and 7 am. This often meant occasional nights of tossing silentl...