Over the summer, I spent most days in slave training with Mistress Victoria. Many nights too, but not as many as I would have liked with my parents living right next door. The routine, when I did stay over at Mistress Victoria’s House, was simple. If I wa...
This is my continuing journey with Mistress Victoria. I hardly slept; I couldn't stop thinking about the events of the day before. I told my parents I was staying over at a friend's house. I rode my bike down the alley and then snuck back through the back...
It was the summer of 1982. I was a pale, skinny, sixteen-year-old boy. I didn’t have many friends, I was excellent at English, Drama, and Art, but not interested in math or science, but I loved music and playing the piano. I was perpetually horny, and tod...
