Brighton was the next stop and I was to be met by the B&B owner. I managed, with great difficulty to get my bag down from the luggage rack and stumbled to the door as we pulled into the station. It seemed that most people were getting off here and I dragged my bag on to the crowded platform looking for the exit. The guy picking me up was supposed to be waiting outside near the taxi rank. As I headed for the rank, I saw a...

It was 1974 and I had just turned 17. We were due to go on our first family holiday to Cyprus but it was stopped when Turkey invaded the island. I had been looking forward to it and hand been allowed to take a friend as company. The school holidays had only just started and I was determined to go somewhere. A  friend suggested that Brighton was a great place to go and he had been going for a few years with his boyfriend a...

I have cross dressed for almost fifty years. It started in the UK when I was eighteen, I had often read the various catalogs for mail order purchases and used to look at the women's lingerie pages where the ladies were wearing garter belts, girdles, panties, stockings etc., and I used to get hard and play with myself and jack off to the pictures. I was always fascinated at my older sister who used to wear stockings, garte...

A couple of weeks ago I’d sent a message to Mistress Jane saying that I’d managed to arrange a free weekend at the end of the month. Mistress Jane had promptly replied that she’d check her diary to make sure she was available. The next day I received a text from Jack saying that Mistress Jane had asked if he was free the same weekend and if so, would he like to pick me up from the train station. So here I was, walking out...

It was the late fall of 1976. Kelly and I were seniors in high school. Kelly had changed so much over the past couple of years it was almost unbelievable. She had grown from being a shy, timid virgin to a strong woman that exuded confidence, and when she wanted, raw sexuality. Kelly had experienced nearly a dozen men and boys by that time, some barely sixteen, some more than twice her age. The summer before her junior yea...

I have always been aroused by the thought of BDSM or at least role-playing. When I was sixteen, just old enough to use the internet and feel desire, I would watch endless amounts of humiliation, domination, anal, gangbang, or anything rough. I am a five-feet-five-inches, skinny, black hair, pale, emo looking girl. I have C boobs and a medium-sized ass and am way too shy in public to draw any attention to someone who would...

A notification popped up on Miranda's computer screen with an alarmingly loud noise. Ker-plink! High-pitched and sudden, like her computer was disapproving of her incessant lack of work. She’d been meaning to finish up these emails before her first service meeting today, but that clearly hadn’t happened. Between the report dropped on her by her manager Kelly, her phone buzzing non-stop by her boyfriend, and fucking Jason’...

She looked at herself in the mirror as the bass beat thumped loudly. Her dark straight hair framed her face. She noticed she went a little too dark in her eyes, but it matched her mood. Everyone called her gorgeous, or beautiful, but she didn’t see it. She just thought she was regular, maybe slightly above average. Her body, though, well she knew that was hot. Other girls jostled her as they all tried to touch up their ma...

I have always owned my delicious slut. She didn’t know she was mine many years ago before we had met, but even then, she was owned – my property; my bitch. It started with her throwing herself at my feet one evening on Lush. The first thirty seconds was all it took. In those simple moments of introduction, we fit – like pieces of something fine and ancient and broken – suddenly assembled, after millennia. Life is like tha...

The interview It was dark when Anna's mind finally awoke. She wondered how she had gotten into this position. Her arms tied together holding her upright, her feet only just touching the floor and her eyes blindfolded. She could tell she was standing in only her underwear. It was cool wherever she was. Not cold, just cool, and very quiet. Anna resisted the urge to call out. Her mind reminded her she had asked for an audien...