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By Lilith The alarm next to the bed went off precisely at 7 a.m., and Latex Slave Lola fumbled it to silence with some difficulty in the semidark chamber that had been “her” bedroom for the last five days. She sat up and pushed back the bedcovers with a yawn, stretching luxuriously in the gloom of her sleeping chamber. The week of her servitude had gone by with astonishing swiftness and she had been surprised to find that she had enjoyed every moment of it without reservation. In fact, under the stern tutelage of the Amazon – whom she had been allowed to address only as “Mistress” – she had… Leer más

By Lilith Santa came to with a start. His head was throbbing and his eyelids felt like they had some fine grit trapped under them that made opening his eyes more than a little difficult. He groaned and yawned. “There must have been something strange in those cookies on the mantle,’’ he thought as he struggled to recall where he was and what he had been doing when he blacked out. “Or maybe it was something in that glass of milk . . . “ He realized that he was sitting up in a chair. Not only that, but he was feeling a distinct draft. Suddenly he realized that his cozy fur-trimmed red suit was… Leer más

By Lilith When Walter Fox bought his used Honda, he joked that the only accessory he needed was a bumper sticker that said, “I stop for Garage Sales!” Not that Walter was a suburbanite with a tract house and two k**s. Far from it. Walter was an inveterate rummage sale fan because of his secret life as a cross-dresser. He had been surreptitiously wearing women’s clothes since he was 16 and, home alone for a few hours, had first tried on one of his older sister’s brassieres and panties on a spur-of-the moment whim. As soon as he felt the constriction of the old-fashioned Playtex long-line br… Leer más

By Lilith Karl unpacked his suitcase on the motel bed as soon as he checked into the room. He wanted to have everything just so when he finished his shower and was ready to dress for his evening at “Bondage A Go-Go.” He carefully unfolded the soft, glossy black PVC cat suit, unzipped its top fly (the crotch had a separate hidden zipper that unfastened from below) and laid it out full length on the bedspread, ready to wear. He took the opera length black plastic gloves from their flat box, unfolded them and undid the small zippers at both wrists, then stretched them out carefully next to the… Leer más