Tied Up Tuesday 18 June 2013
This week's Damsel in Distress shows off me punishing my secretary who made a couple of spelling mistakes on a letter she was typing! She is tape gagged, tied with white ropes at her wrists and ankles as well as breast bound with more rope. Then forced to kneel in her strappy sandals in front of me wearing my pink satin blouse, pink suit and spike heeled boots.
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A selection of random stories from Steve Zink and myself, Petra Jane.
Thursday, 27 September 2007
Prologue Pete and May Ling worked at the same firm though in different departments and although Pete had repeatedly tried to talk May Ling into going out with him, she had never said yes. It certainly wasn't because Pete was unpleasant, in fact he... Read More...
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
The following story contains characters owned by DC Comics/Warner Bros. It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books. The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the... Read More...
Christopher was looking forward to the weekend. As they say, today's Friday, the weekend starts here!
Tonight was the best day of the week as far as Chris was concerned. Work was done for the week, almost the entire weekend was clear, no visitors, no need to go out if he didn't have to, but he probably would, once or twice, anyway.
Arriving at his home, he let himself in, locked up, drew the curtains and went upstairs to prepare his things, then himself.
First, he drew the bedroom curtains, then opening the wardrobe doors, started to get everything he would need for the weekend. First, his underwear, a pair of cotton panties, to catch any leakage should he get overexcited. Then his white panty corselet, and his favorite purple bra as the corselet never quite held the breast forms in place just right. A pair of black tights, a pair of purple nylon panties and a lacy red short slip completed the underwear selection.
A white blouse, a short black semi-fitted jacket, a tight red mini skirt and a pair of white shoes, with a comfortable two-inch heels, finished off his outfit. Chris was a crossdresser, but he was also taking some arcane herbs from the local Chinese health store, just down the road, so he had hopes that things may one day change. Old Mr Chin was half blind, but he knew his stuff, and seemed open to helping Chris to become Kitty, his female alter-ego as it were, even accepting "her" help in the store from time to time.