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An old woman proves that with age comes oral wisdom.
A chance encounter on the subway and the power of fur.
A sissy with a wool fetish is being trained...
slaveannabel helps the conspiracy gather new slaves.
slaveannabel becomes a pawn in a much bigger conspiracy.
slaveannabel helps to bring others into Medusa's service.
Annabel's slave Training gets more intense.
Annabel's obsession with her new lover grows.
Annabel's descent into mind controlled slavery continues...
Online shopping leads to slavery for a young woman.
Ellie's breasts bear/bare the burden of her sins.
I complain she borrows my clothes. I can't borrow hers.
Did he see? Didn't he see? What is inappropriate?
Nosy young man receives proper punishment from mature lady
Mature blonde in woollen sweaterdress receives pussy-worship.
A Playboy Playmate who was office manager.
A hand-knit fantasy becomes a reality.
A routine dental appointment turns into something else.
Cindy and Jim continue to explore. Cindy enjoys being slutty.
Heather's weekend comes to a climax.
Jodi asks herself one question. Does she want control?
A sweater brings two lonely hearts together.
The neighbours get to know each other more.
Suddenly Heather and I have hours together.
I stop with my best friend, and his mother helps me sleep.
One cross-dresser meets another - and his wife.
Curtain Call: a night on the town becomes a night to remember.
A night at the theatre goes off Broadway.
A routine medical examination turns out different.
Val shows off her gym, and her husband.
Val introduces an exercise machine.
She came, I saw, through the bathroom window.
She seemingly had the same feelings about him.
Sherry's woman therapist is uncommonly helpful.
Vicki & Karen continue in their bliss.
A sweater-loving gal is seduced by her female boss.
Lady plays games with an unseen watcher.
Accidental discovery leads to closer sibling relations.
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Sex Story: A man with a sweater fetish gets a pleasant surprise.
Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa 
Consensual 
Heterosexual 
Fiction 
non-anthro 
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I pulled the ragged cardboard box of fuzzy sweaters out from under the bed. Which of my lovely ladies will pleasure me tonight? I thought, running my hands over a deep blue cashmere number. I ran my hands through all the treasures in the box, feeling their sensuous fuzzy softness.
"Down, boy," I muttered as my cock pushed eagerly against the material of the old terry cloth robe I wore. "We want to take our time with our soft, sensual lovelies. What is this?"
My eyes had spotted a long sleeve of fuzzy silver grey. I moved the other sweaters aside and lifted the beauty from the box. It was almost more like a skin with soft curly hair than a knitted sweater.
"Where did you come from?" I held up the silver grey pullover in front of me. "I'd remember buying something as gorgeous as you. I can't recall that one of my women friends wore you. Perhaps someone bought you as a surprise gift?" I rumbled through the carton for a card, however, only the other sweaters lay in a tangle in the box.
I cradled the pullover in my arms and slowly raised it to my face. Closing my eyes I buried my face in the softness and sighed deeply. My cock pushed harder at the terry cloth confining it. I wished that the sweater had a living woman wearing it. I loved sweaters, but sometimes it was just a bit lonely with only a piece of fuzzy cloth for company. I sighed again as I felt two soft hands caress my cheeks and lips touched my brow as fleeting as a butterfly's touch.
My eyes flew open. I found myself looking into two pools of inky darkness surrounded by long thick dark grey lashes. The dark pools grew smaller and I gazed on a narrow face covered with fine silver grey fur. The large black eyes were set at either side of a snub nose, and the somewhat thin lips were black. I leaned forward so that I could see more of the strange being.
The body was covered with the fine curly fur; it was short on the face and hands -which had long black nails -long on the top and sides of the head, and medium length over the rest of her body. The good sized breasts with the large black nipples peering out from the fur told him that the creature was female, as did the mound between her legs. Smiling and showing small white teeth, she turned around. I hissed in surprise when I saw the lamb's tail covering the crack in her pert little ass.
"What are you? Where did you come from?" My world was fast coming unglued and I wasn't sure if I liked it.
She placed a finger against her lips indicating that I should be silent. Leaning forward, she caressed my face with her wonderfully soft hands. I quivered with the pleasure her touch sent through me. Then she planted quick little kisses all over my face, ending up at my lips where she kissed me long and slow. I opened my mouth and she pushed her long tongue down my throat. I pulled back at the sudden shock of feeling that soft, flexible object tickling the back of my throat. She tugged me forward and her flexible tongue caressed every fold inside my mouth, and finished by licking the food particles from between my teeth. She licked her lips after she had finished. I imagined that tongue of hers licking down my body and swirling around the tip of my cock.
It was like she read my mind for that long tongue lapped its way over my chin and down my neck into the hollow of my throat. Her soft hands opened my robe and I made the appropriate movements that allowed her to remove it. She buried her face in the bundle of terry cloth and sniffed loudly before letting it fall to the floor beside the bed. Her tongue continued its journey down my body. It slowed when it reached my chest and I groaned quietly when it swirled around my nipples, turning them into hard little stones. I groaned louder when she took each nipple in turn between her sharp little teeth and pulled hard. Pleasure and pain radiated out from my chest. She worked my nipples in turn deeper into her mouth, and bit down hard on my aureoles leaving toothmarks and a tingling burning sensation behind.
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Chapter 2



Here you'll find my favorites Sissy & Femdom stories, the best one I've ever read over the net since many years and believe me, that's a lot ! I'm also a wool fetishist, so you may come accross this type of topic around here too... Hope you'll like it !
In the fifties, the sweater became a very popular form of dress for women. Especially women with a figure. Lana Turner was called 'the sweater girl', showing her body off through the tight sweaters she wore.
Of course the purpose of the sweater is to give that extra layer of warmth to fight off those cool days and nights of spring, winter, and fall. Probably just as important is the fashion factor. But there are many other uses for sweaters that are not quite as practical as the two listed above, but very effective in giving discomfort, and mental torment to a disobedient subject.
Yarn itself has many uses for tying and encasing different parts of one's body either for bondage purposes or for tormenting. And yarn also works very effectively when knit into a very effective bondage device, the sweater.
It is particularly effective in using women's sweaters when dealing with males. This heightens the mind torture and humiliation that is very desirable when punishment is necessary. Of course, this is true of any form of feminine clothing, but the slave who is not familiar with sweater torture would wonder why his mistress is forcing him to shop for women's sweaters only. Accompanied or not, the slave could be ordered to purchase any number or types of sweaters.
A devious mistress might make a list of several thrift shops in the area, and force her slave to purchase a number of items. But for practical purposes, let's stick to sweaters. Say that the slave is given a list of four thrift shops in the area and ordered to purchase a pink 'little girl' sweater, and a pink woman's sweater in each store. Of course a more intense situation could be made if he had to tell the clerk the sweaters were for him. Requiring the slave to have the clerk sign the receipt would allow the mistress to later call the store to verify that the slave actually did as he was told, if he is ordered to shop alone. This would assure that the slave's humiliation at each check out counter was intense.
The source for the slave's sissy sweaters would probably depend on what purpose the sweaters were going to serve, and the resources of the slave. Sweaters cost between $2.00 and $5.00 at thrift stores. A large immediate wardrobe of sweaters could be purchased for well under $100.00. But for some serious fetishists, nothing other than sweaters purchased in fine clothing stores will do.
Another source for sweaters is a local knitting shop. Imagine the look of anguish on the slave's face as he must request that a feminine sweater be knit for him. Since the knitter will make money on the project, she would probably be happy to assist in further humiliation insisting on fittings, etc.
Anything from dainty pink angora panties to inescapable heavy full body woolen suits can be made by a knitter. I know of a couple who actually had several full body sweater suits made. They completely cover the body with the exception of a hole for the mouth. The suits each have a zipper that zips from the crotch up the back. It is impossible to take the suit off without assistance!
My favorite form of sweater humiliation is forced sweater modeling. Optional, of course is the use of a bra. If the subject is male, it is highly recommended to use the largest bra possible. A female slave's humiliation can also be heightened by using an oversized bra and filling it. This is most effective if the subject has small breasts.
Sweater modeling is most effective if done in front of several people who enjoy making fun of a person. The subject must bounce around the room, showing each and every sweater available at the time. A devious host may insist on the layered look, not allowing the slave to disrobe the last sweater before putting the next on. Depending on how many sweaters are involved, this could become a very warm moment in the slave's submissive life.
This in fact could lead to sweater bondage. There are several forms of sweater bondage. The first is to simply force the subject into a sweater or sweaters, then physically bind them. Another form is to actually use sweaters to bind the subject.
My favorite form of sweater bondage is when a slave is forced to layer sweater after sweater over their body. At some point it would become impossible for their arms to function properly. After several sweaters it becomes increasingly difficult to raise the arms. Then the Mistress takes over and forces more sweaters onto the victim until it is impossible to force any more on.
At this point, several things could happen. First, the subject could be forced to stand on exhibit, very much over dressed on top, with nothing on the bottom, totally helpless. This would make for a delightfully anguishing and humiliating experience for the slave. Also, the victim would be very vulnerable to activities such as leg whippings, spankings, genital torment, and other physical tortures that could be given to their lower body. This would be most effective if the subject's ankles were secured in some way.
Second, a nice pair of woolen knee socks could be forced on the victim before additional sweaters could be forced up the victim's legs, serving as sweater pants, once again until it was impossible to place another garment on their body. Only the most deviant Mistress would go further by attaching more and more sweaters around the victim's body with rope, until the victim resembles a fat furry ball of wool and fluff.
This is pure sweater bondage. It would be very effective if the first layer that touched the victim's skin were a very scratchy woolen or mohair sweater.
Imagine the feeling of total helplessness the victim would feel. Imagine the way the sweaters would itch relentlessly against their skin. Imagine the overwhelming heat the victim would feel.
Care must be taken though, as after an extended time the heat could get the better of the victim, so periodically a cold drink, preferably from a nippled' baby bottle would have to be administered. Although, unlikely, it would be wise to watch for signs of heat stroke.
A particularly thick and tight 100% wool sweater can be used very effectively in the following way:
The subject slides the sweater onto their body. It is very itchy, as wool has that tendency. It is very tight and uncomfortable against the skin. A matching tight skirt or woolen pants would be very desirable.
The victim is sprayed with water, thoroughly soaking the garment until it is saturated. Then a hair dryer is used to dry the sweater. (This would be much more effective if there were assistants if several hair dryers were used.) Of course it is common knowledge that if 100% wool is not properly dried, it can shrink to half it's original size. Of course, the victim's body would prevent that from happening, however once the sweater is dry, it will become unbelievably tight upon the victim.
Now, let's put this all together with a scenario. Let's imagine Gerald has been a terribly bad little boy. His mistress is furious with him. Gerald has never heard of sweater torture before, but his mistress has taken up an interest.
Gerald is fairly well off, so Mistress makes sure he has credit cards with him and they go shopping at several clothing stores including two thrift shops.
When finished, Gerald has been forced to purchase the following: One Double D cup bra, 27 women's sweaters, including mohairs, many woolens, several turtle necks, and mostly very thick, warm sweaters. Also purchased were three long, heavy woolen skirts, three pair of woolen mittens, two which are elbow length, four pair of woolen knee socks, one pair of heavy woolen pants, four knit scarves, and three woolen ski masks. After several trips from the car, Gerald finally finishes the task of carrying the items to Mistresses bedroom, where he is forced to lay all the garments out on her bed.
Shortly thereafter, several of the Mistresses girlfriends arrive. Each woman knows exactly what is to happen. Each is wearing a heavy sweater. Gerald stands in the middle of the room wondering what in the world is about to happen to him.
First Gerald is forced to pull a pair of elbow length mittens up his arms. The women laugh and make fun of him, with much anticipation of things to come. The first sweater handed to Gerald is a pink woolen little girl's sweater. Gerald has to force the turtleneck over his body, and finally when he is finished, a pair of woolen socks are handed to him, followed by the heavy woolen pants. The garments are very itchy on Gerald's skin.
Gerald feels ridiculous, not realizing what is happening. His whining succumbs to puzzlement as two of the women start spraying him down with water, soaking his woolen covered body. Within minutes four of the women are using hair dryers on different parts of his body. Gerald suddenly starts to feel the results of their efforts as the woolen material starts to shrink around his body.
Finally when finished, Gerald is encased in a skin tight cocoon of wool that has totally engulfed his body.
Then as the women laugh, the huge white bra is forced on his body and stuffed with two of the sweaters.
Gerald is then forced to strut around the room for the women as they make fun of him, call him sissy names, pinch and slap him.
Another layer of woolen clothing is forced on Gerald. This time including a tight ankle length woolen skirt, a heavy woolen turtleneck sweater, another pair of woolen mittens and socks, and a pink woolen ski mask.
Once again the women start spraying him down until soaked, then the dreaded hair dryers start to shrink this layer into a second skin tight layer of wool.
Now Gerald's torment is multiplied as it becomes increasingly difficult for him to breath, as the sweaters shrink against his body, pulling the sweater filled bra in towards his chest. The heat he feels from the two layers of heavy wool starts to increase.
Once again, Gerald is forced to prance around the room. This has become ten times more difficult as the skirt has become so tight that Gerald can only hobble around the room. He feels so confined and helpless as the women let him know how ridiculous he looks.
After two more layers of pure wool garments are shrunk onto his body, it takes a hardy effort for Gerald to move. His legs, and his arms are becoming increasingly stiff. To make matters worse, Gerald is starting to perspire, causing the itchiness of his skin to increase in intensity.
After only four layers of skin tight woolen garments, the women have brought Gerald to the brink of agony as he sobs and begs for his release.
The women are amused as a heavy mohair sweater is placed over his head, and down his body, cascading another layer of warmth over his tormented body.
When the women are finished, all of the garments had been layered upon his body, except for three new mohairs that the mistress is going to keep for herself.
No matter how intense Gerald's cries became, the women only laugh and taunt him. They will occasionally give him a sip of cold water.
After binding Gerald further, they leave him there, bound and gagged, laying on the floor, unable to move an inch. He wonders when they will ever return as he lays there completely engulfed in total and complete sweater bondage.
To take this one step further would be cruel indeed. Let's say Charlie who has actually had a sweater fetish all of his life finally meets his match.
His new friend agrees to meet Charlie with two of her friends for drinks and sweaters.
Charlie is excited as the women enter all dressed in heavenly mohair sweaters, his favorite. They sit and talk for an hour or so discussing his unusual fetish openly. Asking him questions, mocking and more or less making fun of him.
Then he shows them his huge sweater wardrobe. They are impressed, and ask him to disrobe in front of him, and then neatly arrange his all of his sweaters, piling them in several high piles. Then they have him arrange a number of sweaters they intend for him to wear by size and thickness. All the while he complains that he is cold, and they assure him he will be plenty warm very soon.
Now Charlie has a very nice wardrobe of not just wonderful Angora, Mohair, and Wollen sweaters, but many accessories such as leggings, mittens, woolen skirts, socks, etc., etc.
Charlie agrees to dress in many layers for them, and he does to the point where it becomes very difficult for him to add layers himself. That is when the ladies start helping him dress further into his layers of sweaters. One of the ladies has a camera and takes pictures after each layer is added to document the event. The pictures are very bizaar with the pile of sweaters in the background.
Finally Charlie resembles a very fat eskimo. When it comes to the point that the women can not fit another sweater on the very warm man, they decide to go to there next and final phase of his sweater torture and lead the very slow moving man to the bathroom, as he is blindfolded with all the layers over his eyes.
He is more or less helpless at this point, completely covered in layers and la
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