A Story by ROMMEL, detailing further events in my association with the Dominant Agnes. The last time I spoke to you regarding my complete relinquishing of control to the cruel, but mesmerising Agnes, you may recall that I finished by relating that we got married. This followed a demeaning weekend, during which, Agnes broke me utterly to her will, and I beca...
I had been a bad girl and I knew Daddy was going to be displeased. When He called me into His office, I knew exactly what it was going to be about. I knocked softly on His door, and when Daddy beckoned, I walked in, my head down, shoulders slumped in shame. Daddy was sitting at His desk, and His chair swiveled to face me. His hands were clasped in His lap as...
I had just turned 19 and was back home for the summer. Life had been hard for my family. My mother had died while I was at school and my father was struggling to be both father and mother to my two younger sisters. Money was tight and dad was living from payday to payday, trying to keep the household going and to help me with school expenses. I had been hom...
Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
It's hard to remain defiant and angry when you are kneeling in a corner for an undetermined period of time. I had tried, and for a period of time I was successful, but now I was wearing down. My back and knees ached, and I longed to stand and stretch, but I knew better. I had no idea exactly how long I'd been kneeling here; we both know I have no judgment on...
Master pulls his spent cock from my still twitching, dripping pussy, pats my ass, kisses me deeply, removes our head-sets and walks from the room. Leaving me hanging there, weak, spent, dangling from the ceiling. Our combined cum still running down my legs. Later, how much later I'm not sure, I hear voices from the living room. Both masculine, both deep. I...
This is Chapter 2 of a story I am calling "Worst Day, Best Night". It will make much more sense if you have read the first part. This story is about two consenting adults who participate in the DaddyDom/babygirl dynamic. I hope you all enjoy the writing. ***** I took my place at his feet, sitting on my comfortable pillow, my toes nestling in the soft floka...
"No, no, no! This will not do!" Mistress Irene snapped, surveying the wreckage that had been her favorite lamp. She and her loyal slave, whom she merely called Pet, had been playing a vigorous game of fetch, with him scampering around the room after a soft rubber dog bone. She had enjoyed watching him hurry back and forth every time she set the bone free wit...
Author's note: I am a new writer. Comments/Feedback will be appreciated as well as responded to. Also, please take a moment to vote. ---------------------------------------------- A week had gone by since Karen's punishment in front of her daughter, Nikita and Dave made no mention of that evening in front of Nikita. Nikita however, had quizzed her mothe...
I was in a world of trouble. We'd been back from our trip for less than a week when Daddy came home from work early and found Jamie and me twisted up in a dyke 69. Daddy was enraged that we'd dare fuck without his permission. He was always very generous with his permission, he reminded us, but permission was required. It's one of Daddy's strict house rules...