If you read Chapter 1, you know how I’ve been a weak, submissive sissy my whole life. My tiny nub of a penis never fully developed has never been inside a woman. I was fortunate enough to find and marry a strong and beautiful woman who accepted my submissive nature but only learned the full scope ... read more
It was late on a Friday night when I heard my parents arguing. It always happened whenever they were getting ready to throw a big party. My mother played the role of party planner and handled all of the details, but between caterers, musicians, and the other help something always went haywire. My fa... read more
On Monday morning, Angel Jones woke up smiling and with a feeling of well-being. She was still feeling the effects of the great sex that she enjoyed Friday night and Saturday morning, and the plaudits of the people at the Friday dance at the Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual and Transgendered Association. She ... read more
