I had barely arrived home from my Christmas break at college when Mom started peppering me with questions about Christmas gifts. Eager to get her to drop the subject, and to make sure that I didn't get a bunch of stuff I didn't want, I agreed to go with her to a local outlet mall. My name is Leah and I am twenty-two. I have light brown hair, although it is sometimes sandy blonde if I lighten it, I weigh one hundred and te...

After taking it up the “hoo-ha” from Lizzie’s boyfriend, I wondered if she might finally have had her fill of tormenting me. Those fears were quickly extinguished when she approached me a week later. Focused on her blog, as well as accommodating her followers, Lizzie started to show up with very specific demands for me. They often included props, increasingly ones that were inserted into my anus, as well as particular phr...

I stood in front of my bedroom mirror as I held my stepsister’s panties out in front of me. My hands were trembling from nerves and excitement as I stared at her slightly see-through, pink undies. They had slightly frilly edges along the waist and legs. Unlike most of her gothic, black panties, they were feminine and typical of what most girls her age wore. I had been curious about what I would look like wearing women's u...