A sub's first night with her Dom... My Dom walked into the room and stood in front of me. He looked into my eyes and wrapped his arms around me. He grabbed my wrists and pulled them around his waist and held me tightly, lovingly, and sensually. I closed my eyes with being soothed, feeling warm and safe. It had been so long since I had seen him and I had mis...
Whether we like it or not, we're labeled. Sure, we all have our individual names, personalities, and peeves, but we all fit into those little groups that society uses to define us. MILF, Douche, Prissy, Ghetto, Nerd, That guy/girl. Like the skin of a snake, we eventually grow out of our former identities, some into different persona, others into the same on...
Both her friend and the Dom look at each other with puzzled looks. The friend places his paddle down and motions for the door as before just cracking it open just barely. The sybian still mercilessly massages itself deep into her being. She takes this time to gasp for breath. Her massive rump throbs red, the roaring sybian massaging her throbs away. There wa...
Dear Jelly, I have been watching you at play in The Playground. I find you very exciting and I hope that we can chat. I have read several of your posts on the Arouse Me in 5 Words thread and was very impressed by your wit and sexiness. I saw some of your other comments too and, think that it is gratifying to know that you are so sensitive and that you love...
A sequel to Summer 1970 and Fall 1970, as life continues for David. As always your comments are welcomed, and I thank everyone for the positive feedback for the previous stories that inspired me to continue. 1. How it all began Having just completed my freshman year of college with a record of stunning mediocrity, I was faced with the prospect of working a...
Vermillion was a kingdom of possibilities, dreams, and hope. It's neighbor was a bit different. Casor was a kingdom covered in mist, nearly always rainy, and overall was an average place to live in. Casor held all the same amenities that Vermillion did and more. The people of the sullen looking kingdom were of mostly humans, under the eye of a tragic queen w...
With gratitude and obedience- your dearest kitten Begging is act that is not just an art form, but also a requirement in serving as a submissive. To some subs, it may feel awkward or even humiliating to plead for something they want since it has been engrained in them that the needs of their Dominant takes priority over their own. However, begging actuall...
More and more, I was slipping away from defining myself as bisexual, where I was primarily interested in women but occasionally played with men, into a world where it wasn't about which sex - but which role. And I was discovering that my role was to be submissive and do whatever my Master (or my "Master of the Moment") wanted. First I had fallen under Domini...
This is the end of Summer 1971. Thanks to those who stuck it out, despite the technological problems that must have confused a whole lot of readers. Thanks to those at Lit for their help. If you are new to this story, I suggest you at least do a Evelyn Wood number on the earlier three parts so that things make sense. Better yet, read them all very carefully...
Having been a submissive at one point in my life, I can tell you that there is a simplicity in being a sub and surrendering control of one's self to another. For one like me, who was always meant to be a Dom, it was frustrating because I wanted to fight back to take back my control and my power for myself. But to be the Mistress I am today, I understand why...