The beat up old car chugged up the driveway with labored putters. Mindy peered through the windshield in awe as she soaked in the view. She had driven passed high gates that opened up to grand lawn filled with perfectly trimmed hedges that guided the path. Every few feet was met with an elegant hedge statue of figures in classical poses as if they were part...
Erin loved to tease. It was her thing, it gave her a kick like nothing else did. Teasing guys that she picked out and targeted anywhere, anyway she wanted to. It thrilled her that because of her sex she had power over men of all types. Her sexual power was what she loved the feel of. The ability to completely dominate a man in anyway she chose. Her dark sho...
Jenn sat in the gym all soaking wet after a work out. This was the year she vowed to get in shape and as she slipped the shirt over her head and looked in the mirror, she liked what she saw. The 2 months working with her personal trainer Chris had done wonders for her self-esteem as well as made her body look nice in all the right places. She looked at her...
Jenny's fourth day was a training day offsite. I felt like my old self again, challenging my team to do better work on a new campaign, and even closing a new client who had been delaying making a decision for several months. Of course, I did think of Jenny...especially her smooth white legs and her sexy smirk, but I was able to shake it off, even laugh as I...
This story will provide a bunch of different scenarios of woman in the workplace who unbeknownst to everyone are secret dominating bitches. There will be points of view from both the secret dominants and their equally secretly submissive male co-workers or in some cases bosses. Basically the scenarios well primarily drive the type of fetish that will occur i...
The boss shifts awkwardly on her chair. BRRRRrrrrruuuuuppp! She sighs in relief. Below her, under her ass, Martin softly shook and cawed, trying desperately to survive breathing in the boss' putrid gas. PRRRrrrrpppp! "MMm, it's good today, isn't it, Martin?" "Mrrumm," I mumbled, in the affirmative. "That's a good boy; you've learned well." She lifts u...
Geoff Larsen, (of course that isn't his real name), is the President of Marketing. His office is located four doors down the hall from my own and, being President, his office is a corner unit making it almost twice the size of my own with a fully equipped bath complete with a whirlpool, a corner shower and a laundry chute that heads straight to the basement...
Please leave comments for me. I would love to hear what you liked and didn't like about my story. I am new to writing erotic literature. Your comments can only help my writing and I truly appreciate and enjoy reading your thoughts on my efforts. * I sat awake that night in bed with my girlfriend Jessica sound asleep next to me. Jessica stands about 5'7" a...
Simon took me to a butterfly garden in Coconut Creek for the afternoon. It was magical; we walked through an aviary-type of enclosure and were surrounded by fluttering depictions of my orgasms. They were all beautiful and different; even though the species were the same, each individual soared and dipped according to their own desires. Hummingbirds flew in t...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...