Hi, I'm Alicia, and this is my story about being trained in the art of submission. My Mistress, Autumn, has been my best friend for years. We met at a lesbian bar in San Francisco; she was with her then-girlfriend, a cute Japanese immigrant named Sakura. I was a shy college freshman, I'd just escaped from my conservative, homophobic parents in Kansas. I r...
Sharon always seemed to be having one difficulty after another. When I first met her on line she was involved with someone in Florida, she said it was her wide. I took that to mean she was the domme and her girl friend was the sub. She was very loyal and wouldn't even role-play. Then thinks stated to happen and she broke up with her friend and got real depr...
Summary: Lonely wife uses Craigslist to rekindle her lust for cunt. Note: Thanks to Tex Beethoven, Robert, Dave, and Wayne for editing this story. CUNT ADDICTION: A BLACK EUPHORIA Was it wrong for me to return to my sordid, taboo, submissive past? Likely. Was it wrong for me to cheat on my husband by serving a plethora of cunts? Likely. Do I re...
This is a multi-part story of how Amanda was transformed from being a respectably married woman and mother into bisexual femme getting off on being abused and humiliated. Although each 'Take' is a stand alone story, it hangs together better if you start at the beginning. * "What do you mean you want to take me out?" I said to Sammi when she phoned a disap...
Vic stood alone in the bedroom, staring at the reflection in the full-length mirror as though taking notes. Dark hair, cropped close. Dark eyes, both by nature and by the distant look of loss in them. Full Mediterranean lips in an olive face. Torso covered by a black t-shirt. The leather jacket that went with it was thrown over a chair. Hips and legs clad in...
Hold on to your hat, it's gonna be a bumpy ride! Yes I have to admit that mostly, I like to be the dominant partner under the sheets. So, you can imagine the exertion of retaining control when you get involved with, and live with, a partner that shares the same sexual drive and proclivities. On any one particular night; morning; afternoon; quickie before le...
Jude sat at her kitchen table feeling sorry for herself. What with the necklace, two dresses, two pairs of shoes, not to mention the drinks last night, she had shelled out a fortune on Karen, that silly little bitch. That would teach her to go after mousy little straight girls. She should stick with the girls who knew what they were, who weren't suffering fr...
Meet Butch, a strong woman living in The City. You've seen her around, a chubby, dark-skinned female walking about town with more swagger than the average Man. Butch was raised by her Father alongside her Brothers, and never learned how to be Feminine, whatever the fuck that means. A long time ago, Butch discovered that she likes the Ladies and her Family wa...
Brandye and I had moved back to Philadelphia after a two-year stint in New York City. Moving around was driving me nuts. Every year or two, we moved. Usually it was a huge move, to another city, cutting ties, etc. It had been almost six years now that we'd been together and we'd moved five times. I hated moving. I absolutely hated it. But we had settled into...
Jude couldn't believe Mel had been so unsympathetic. In many ways she saw Mel and Lucy as the perfect D/s couple. They had clearly defined roles: Mel the tough butch and Lucy the pretty femme. And yet, there was Mel doing the ironing. What on earth was that all about? Surely Mel could see that doing the ironing was degrading for a Domme, that it reduced her...