The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 7
Her Unexpected Transition I took a long bath instead of a shower, sitting there in the steaming tub, feeling guilty. What had come over me?
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 6
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 6 Ironically, the singer mistress and I went to hear that Friday night was named Danny. Unlike
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 5
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 5 Thirty minutes was not nearly enough time to absorb even the faintest outline of the world
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 4
Normally I do the dishes while Danny watches TV in the living room. All that was about to change. After a delightful supper, we cleared
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 3
Needless to say, an hour later when I let my dear submissive boy out of his cage, he was as hard as a man can
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition Part 2
Monday afternoon, I texted Danny a little before five p.m., just before his shift ended. The text was intentionally cryptic, “meet me” from your mistress,
The Reluctant Mistress and Her Unexpected Transition
I was the reluctant Mistress. It started after we had been dating a year or so, one Sunday morning after some delightful vanilla sex, when
