"A masturbatory revel in his mother's underwear"
Brian caught the eastbound night bus and was gratified to see some light-hearted couples, clearly excited after dancing at the Palais - his timing was good for a return to his mother’s. He’d felt suddenly glum as he walked away from...
"Brian is deeply enmeshed in Pen’s luxurious designs"
For my evening encounter with Brian, I put on a pair of scarlet knickers and a black basque.On my last trip to London, I had bought some jet black, silk toreador pants at Harvey Nicks, I had been dying to...
"A young man becomes enamored with his “Auntie”"
That spring it was quite warm and there were scads of people walking down the Ferry Road to the bathing beach a few streets south of my home; they were mostly town people so I didn’t mind as they passed,...
"A bondage assignment is suggested to our sissy"
I put aside the story and immediately started into the remaining pile of TV Epoch magazines and looked for the next month in the publication sequence for the Auntie Pen’s Princess stories. They advertised six and eventually I found five...
"Our sissy uncovers some mid-century smut"
It must have been a week or so after Cindy’s big announcement when I got a phone call from Madam H’s assistant. She would like to see me at my earliest convenience. I thought it must be more pressure to...
"Having had the first date with Plumrose, Blane visits a t-girl club with Cindy"
When I got home from the Hollywood Hills I barely had the strength to remove my makeup. I was so exhausted I just wanted to flop on the bed and pass out, but I persevered and undressed properly, removed all...
"Blane finally has an encounter with Mr. Plumrose, the first installment to pay off a debt ."
The story so far: debt-ridden Sissy Blane's first obligatory date with Mr. Plumrose is about to take place. '...there's nothing good or bad, but thinking makes it so.' The truth of the old saying occurred to me as I awoke on...
"A Sissy is forced to repay a debt to a sex club in trade"
I became familiar with the Plumrose Dossier one cool February morning when it was read to me in the private rooms of Madame H at the Clinic.*****I'd arrived that morning for my weekly 'therapy' and had only enough time to...