Note: This story picks up where "Mistress Continues the Party" left off. You may want to read it first, but it isn't strictly necessary. Note: This story portrays sex without condoms. Fantasy is fun, but remember that in real life, STD's can happen and it is your responsibility to make informed decisions about your health and the health of the people you pl...
I would never say that life was routine with Mistress Monica. She kept me on my toes—or, more literally, on my heels—at least around the house. On days when I got home from my law office before she got home from her corporate job, I would immediately take off my suit and tie and put on one of the frilly aprons Mistress preferred me to wear at home, and a pai...
Susan pulled her car up to the head-in parking space at the curb a half block from the address she had been given. On her cell, she called the number she had been given, and after a couple of rings, a woman's voice answered, "Hello, is that you, Susan?" "Yes, I'm here, parked a couple of doors down the street." "OK, come on over, knock on the door, and I'...
Author's note~ This story was written as a custom fantasy for a fan, and created through a merging of both his fantasies and My style of writing. I have been granted permission by the "star" of this story to post it here on Lit. Because this fantasy was written solely for the fan intended, I have turned off the voting feature as I feel the success of My work...
Twenty minutes to go. A few days ago I had posted an ad online looking for someone to come to my place so that I could, to quote my ad, "get treated like a tranny slut by a true Dom of a man." I kept the ad low-key and photo-less to ensure none of my colleagues from work saw it of course, but more importantly, I was a Domme in my own spare time and did not w...
I arrived at your place at 7:30 am as instructed. When I got to the door, I saw a note, which I opened, and it read "come in quietly, as I am still asleep, on the chair in the hall you are to place all your clothes and put on only what you find in the chair waiting for you." I entered and quickly took all my clothes off and placed them in the chair. I then...
I'll give you one chance, Lil domme said, if you can pass my test I wont fuck you. At this point I have been used and abused so much, if my cock isn't being touched it will starting to go limp, as in it needs constant stimulation to stay hard. She laid my cock out again, pointing it down towards my feet, lying mostly flaccid between my legs. She straddled...
Normal Monday, Fisher is sitting at the breakfast table across from Sophie when she sighs heavily, staring at her laptop. "Whats the matter baby?" he asked, with as much concern as he can muster before the caffeine from his morning coffee has kicked in. "I need a girls night," she said simply, looking up at him with her big beautiful brown eyes. "Yeah," h...
This continues the story started in "Susan Finds Her Mistress" with Susan now exploring the depths of her submission to Mistress Gretchen. A big thank you to mollycactus. She was a huge contributor to this story and an inspiration for this adventure. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and inci...
I highly recommend that you read my story "The Domme Club" prior to reading this one as there is background in that story that I think will make this one more fun. Also, I continue to struggle with the narrow selection of categories. If you have read any of my other work, you will know that this is not just BDSM, but certainly has strong element of fetish, g...