Dominant Landlady Stories

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Naughty Landlady

by thomasksilva on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

I was fresh out of college and working in a new city. I needed a room near the train station that I could afford and I found one. I was renting out one bedroom in the home of a divorced woman whose children had recently moved out. The price was right and I paid a deposit and signed for 3 months. I didn't have any furniture and I had only about a week's wort...

Minnie and the Newlyweds Ch. 02

by Alfamann on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

That Saturday night had set the scene for what was to become a nightly ritual for the next 2 weeks. At bedtime Angie and Peter would shower, put on their pyjamas, and descend the stairs into the lounge, where Minnie, their landlady, would be sitting, either reading a book or watching television. By now Peter knew the routine. He would paddle over to Minnie a...

Bawdy Tales of Old London Town Ch. 01

by Ian56 on Oct 7, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Introduction. Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain. The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens. Book upon book stuffed with tales both fact and fiction. At the end of each row is a sign revealing the natu...

Dueling View Points

by TaleTeller4035 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Born a gimp, his only sexual relationship was with his hand. He had jerked off several times a day for almost every day of his life. At age 18, he discovered Female Domination sites on the internet, and he introduced rubber bands, a flexible steel ruler, and various clips, caps and other round objects that fit tightly about his erect cock into his masturbato...

Futa Neigbouur

by futalove on Jan 13, 2018
Fetish

You live in a rented house for about 3 months where a new family comes to live. The family is that of two sisters and their mother, who is divorced. The landlady stays on the floor above yours, a widow with no children. You study in college and go my the name of Lite. You are a pretty tall guy, 5'10'' to be precise with black hair and a hint of muscle. The l...

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Fuzzy Flight Pt. 04

by MarcusWoolf on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

My room was bright and spacious and in addition to my bed and a cupboard also contained a writing desk that I could use for my studies. I lived in great comfort compared to most of my fellow students. My mature landlady was very supportive and encouraged me to take my studies seriously. It was a bit strange to share a flat with mature woman who in many ways...

Badge of Dishonor Ch. 12

by D.C. Roi on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Passion In James County X Badge of Dishonor By D.C. Roi Chapter twelve Deputy Sheriff Luke Thomas arrived home in the morning after a very boring night shift. He had lived in a tiny two-room second floor apartment in the home of Lorraine and Marvin Keeler ever since he started working for the sheriff's department. Luke was an orphan. His parents were kil...

Mistress Bhatti of Nepean

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Mr. Duchene, I read the stuff you post online, you like Muslim female domination, and you have a thing for Indian girls, well, I'm here to make your life sweet hell, now, get on your knees," Mistress Fatima Bhatti said haughtily, and the Indian Muslim dominatrix smirked at the big and tall young black man who stood before her. He'd just come into the house,...

The Landlady Ch. 01

by slavejames on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I sat on the train smiling to myself. I was heading back to Leeds Uni after a nice summer break. This year was different; I was now lodging with a lady call Viv. I'd never met Viv; just spoke with her on the phone. My first impressions of Viv, bearing in mind I'd only spoken with her on the phone, was she sounded nice, but there was an air of authority with...

345 Clementine Street

by Sputnik57 on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

He'd lodged at many places before. He was an itinerant musician and drifted from one bar job to the next, and sought out places to crash as he shifted from one urban or suburban conurbation to another. 'Miss Randle – 345 Clementine St.'; the rates looked ok. He'd give it a go. As soon he ascended the steps to the porch at the front of the weatherboard house...