Mags Inc

"You work for me now. There may be visitors come by and I'll want you neatly dressed at all times. Most certainly I don't want to ever see you in these pajamas and that robe you wore earlier on. And? if you have any scruffy outerwear of the same type, I don't want to see that either. Understood?" He licked his lips nervously. "But Ms. Evans? My clothes weren't that good quality even when I bought them new. They're kinda used looking now" "Jack? There's TONS of clothes available to you. Just...

The night before my final appointment at the salon I had the strangest dream. A stout woman was standing over me with a very stern look on her face. “I am now your guardian. Your parents are dead and I am now in charge of your up bringing. I will prepare you for school that starts Monday,” This woman took me to a beauty parlor where my finger and toenails were painted pink, my ears were pierced and little gold hearts were installed in the lobes. Back home the next morning she dressed me in...

The Cytherea Coterie traces its roots back to the turn of the last century and women's suffrage. That from the beginning its ranks contained a significant number of lesbians was no accident. Back then women needed men, those same men who largely dominated society and established its dictates. It was a loose coalition of like-minded women at first. By today's standards these early feminists would hardly raise an eyebrow. However that quickly changed over the years. It was taught by a select few...

The Cytherea Coterie traces its roots back to the turn of the last century and women's suffrage. That from the beginning its ranks contained a significant number of lesbians was no accident. Back then women needed men, those same men who largely dominated society and established its dictates. It was a loose coalition of like-minded women at first. By today's standards these early feminists would hardly raise an eyebrow. However that quickly changed over the years. It was taught by a select few...

The night before my final appointment at the salon I had the strangest dream. A stout woman was standing over me with a very stern look on her face. “I am now your guardian. Your parents are dead and I am now in charge of your up bringing. I will prepare you for school that starts Monday,” This woman took me to a beauty parlor where my finger and toenails were painted pink, my ears were pierced and little gold hearts were installed in the lobes. Back home the next morning she dressed me in...

"Speaking of kinky," she said picking a pair of black panties from the pile of underwear and holding them out by finger and thumb. "I want you to wear these Monday.""Marisa, that's crazy!" He challenged her stare."No, it's not crazy. I think you have a panty fetish and...""No, I don't.""Stop denying the obvious, Steve. Besides, there's no harm. I like the idea of you wearing my panties. When I caught you sniffing them it turned me on . I don't know why so dont' ask. Maybe we're a little kinky,...

"Speaking of kinky," she said picking a pair of black panties from the pile of underwear and holding them out by finger and thumb. "I want you to wear these Monday.""Marisa, that's crazy!" He challenged her stare."No, it's not crazy. I think you have a panty fetish and...""No, I don't.""Stop denying the obvious, Steve. Besides, there's no harm. I like the idea of you wearing my panties. When I caught you sniffing them it turned me on . I don't know why so dont' ask. Maybe we're a little kinky,...

How did Raven know so much about men who wanted to explore their own femininity? Raven had always known. Her brother was that way and she helped him achieve his feminine goals. Today her brother was a happy man, was married to an understanding woman. Their marriage was open, and her brother's wife was free to engage in extramarital affairs. She always came back to her fem hubby. The two of them were very happy.Raven could recommend Dr. Kerry Ashburn, a sexual therapist. Who was knowledgeable...

How did Raven know so much about men who wanted to explore their own femininity? Raven had always known. Her brother was that way and she helped him achieve his feminine goals. Today her brother was a happy man, was married to an understanding woman. Their marriage was open, and her brother's wife was free to engage in extramarital affairs. She always came back to her fem hubby. The two of them were very happy.Raven could recommend Dr. Kerry Ashburn, a sexual therapist. Who was knowledgeable...

She looked at me, her eyes sparkling from excitement and mis- chief, “Come here maid and be quick about it!” “Yes Madam,” I said feeling that the Mistress/maid syndrome was back in the air. I fast approached her. “Kneel in front of me!” I awkwardly did it feeling a bit puzzled, as my submissive genes started kicking in. That wasn’t Pam’s style. She never had asked me before to kneel in front of her. “Are you a servant Nikki? Do you really like being one?” “Yes Madam, you know that I like...

She looked at me, her eyes sparkling from excitement and mis- chief, “Come here maid and be quick about it!” “Yes Madam,” I said feeling that the Mistress/maid syndrome was back in the air. I fast approached her. “Kneel in front of me!” I awkwardly did it feeling a bit puzzled, as my submissive genes started kicking in. That wasn’t Pam’s style. She never had asked me before to kneel in front of her. “Are you a servant Nikki? Do you really like being one?” “Yes Madam, you know that I like...