Cruel Mistress Stories

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Cruel Asian Girlfriend Ch. 03

by tasx007 on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

She takes me all the way... My amazingly hot Filipina girlfriend had taken complete control of me. I was bound to the coffee table, naked, nipples clamped, her wet panties over my face. And now she was going to take it even further. She stepped towards me, with that huge black dildo buckled into some kind of leather harness, wrapped around her slim hips....

Kitty's AssKissing LegBoy Pt. 04

by KittyZateez on Sep 12, 2018
Fetish

My legs were sticking straight up in the air as I laid back on the bed. My LegBoy was standing in front of me, naked except for the pair of sexy, satiny pink sissy panties he had on, which covered up his achingly erect cock. His wrists had been cuffed behind his back to restrain him and prevent him from pleasuring himself, and the pantyhose leash was still a...

Hollywood Noir Ch. 03

by Sputnik57 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

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...

Mistress K Letters 06: Abduction

by Sexykit on Oct 6, 2020
BDSM

Slave Do you feel scared, little sub, to wake up in a strange room, bound so tightly and with no memory of how you got there? Are you confused, disoriented, trying to piece together what happened to lead to this? Are you desperately trying to take inventory of your naked, restrained body to see if you can tell how you may have been violated or abused when y...

Enslaved by Marilyn Ch. 03

by Philnominal on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I had received many days of enjoyment wearing my Mistress' panties. I would wear them at different times of the day and on different outings. I had masturbated in them by just thinking that she had worn them. When not wearing them they had been folded away under my bed so my aunt Julie wouldn't find them. Now I knew that I had to receive my punishment for cu...

Sweet Gwendoline Ch. 16

by Schlank on Dec 31, 2018
BDSM

In the world of slaves, orgasms are strictly rationed. Masters and mistresses prefer to have their slaves in a constant state of sexual readiness. Male slaves are supposed to be constantly hard and erect. Female slaves are supposed to be constantly wet. We're supposed to be constantly feverish and desperate for sex. We're supposed to be grateful for every or...

Romancing the Foot

by quebesasuspies on Nov 5, 2018
BDSM

"Open your fucking mouth!" the sensually cruel Mistress Persephone demanded, shoving Her precious toes deep into my gaping mouth. "Lick them clean, it's punishment time," She ordered, alternating between slapping my face and forcing Her sexy feet deep down my throat. My cheeks stung from Her leather gloves, adding to the intense sensations as I orally worshi...

Mistress Angel Lets Him

by rickyc on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I am kneeling on all fours like a well-trained dog. I am wearing my slave outfit, which consists a collar around my neck, ankle cuffs which are attached to a 50 pound ball and chain, and a translucent cloth that is tied around my waist and barely covers up my hard on. Mistress Angel enters the room, and I can't help but utter a soft moan of lust from my li...

White Grandma Strapons Black Man

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

Hello, there. My name is Antoine Watson. A big and tall young Black man living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I am a very kinky person but lately, my fetishes have been surprising even me. I have a thing for fat, older White women. And I like it when they're dominant. Kind of a weird thing for a young Black man to say, right? Well, I finally adm...

Cheryl's Passion Ch. 01

by Schlank on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

My story actually begins with a ballet teacher named Ms. Mixon. I was never interested in ballet, however my mother insisted that I learn, so she sent me to classes for six years. My mother hoped that; if she forced me to go; eventually I would learn to love the ballet. It was a bold plan, but one that failed. After six years of stretching, foot positions,...