Standing in the barn, I noticed as the boss's daughter walked in, that air of arrogance about her, like she owned the place; and she almost did. For the past few days she had really tried my patience, picking up on every little thing I did, seeming to take a deliberate and an almost perverse delight in criticising and correcting me in everything action I too...
Have you figured it out yet? Have you figured out which of your little insecurities is the one that drives you to submit? You've spent hours on the internet reading stories about dominating women bending weak men to their will. You should surely have some idea about submission and why you want it. Have you noticed the way the men give themselves to their Mi...
Chapter 5 I Start to Express Myself Alessa gave me a dazzling smile of welcome, looking at me very directly while her holding her slim, tanned body superbly straight and poised. She had fashion model beauty, but not in that cold way you often see. This girl was sultry, hot-blooded and hot-eyed, her kissable lips almost always parted, her tempting mouth curv...
I turn off the car's ignition and I am swallowed by a yawning chasm of silence so deep it feels for an instant as if the entire world has stopped breathing with me. For what must be the hundredth time I question the sanity of my actions; why without hesitation I had obeyed the command of a man I had never met when barely an hour ago he'd sent a text containi...
Scott wept like a baby as he was released from the pole and cowered at Carrie's feet, his position below her now confirmed forever and witnessed by the pleased audience of dominant women. He would now be made to beg to be her slave in further affirmation of his new and permanent position, suffering a further sweet humiliation for the pleasure of all onlooker...
My Mistress was entertaining her sister Lady Brandi and her friend Lady Alexis in the living room and watching a Mistress dominate and humiliate a couple of her sissy slut males on DVD. The ladies were drinking wine as I was attending to the dishes after serving them dinner. I was wearing a French maid's uniform with black patent leather pumps and fishnet st...
You and I stood in the middle of a room, facing each other talking. As we talked I had my hand on your dick working it.. I always love touching it! When you decide the conversation is over you grab my hair and pull me to you close, moving my head to the side all at once. When I'm pressed up to you I can feel your hard dick against me.. it feels so good and I...
Fingers furtively flexing beneath the desk, fondling my vag while my man lays in bed sleeping. The thrill of doing something naughty so close to him, without him knowing, intensifies my lust. It takes a concentrated effort to hold back the moans and sighs I desperately long to release, to keep my hand from diving deeper into my nethers. The lust is driving m...
Laying in bed, still half-asleep, not wanting to get up for work. I feel Your hand glide over my stomach and I moan softy. I move my body closer to Yours wanting to feel you next to me. Still too sleepy to notice I can't move my arms. My eyes flutter open to find it still dark in the room. I roll my head over and take a peak at my clock. With a sigh, I reali...
It's Friday evening and I hear you arrive home from work. After you called to let me know you would be home a little late this evening and to have nothing planned for the whole weekend, I knew something fun and exciting was in store for me. The front door closes and I hear you slide the dead bolt into place. As you make your way down the hallway to the livin...