Scene 1 I couldn't believe I was doing it, even as I followed the tall blonde in the black PVC catsuit to the door with "Private" written over the door in tilting red script. I just went to the sex club to watch, at least that was my plan, but as soon as I saw her demonstrating the proper way to flog a man in a kneeling position, I knew I would be on my kne...
A short recap of Part One, in case you didn't read it. Lauren was flat broke, destitute, and needed a job quickly after leaving an abusive relationship with her ex-boyfriend. She took a job as a maid at a mansion owned by the lovely and rich Rickey. The job turned out to be Rickey's personal slave and to the large, affluent clientele of women Rickey billed t...
I took one last look around the converted living room and smiled to myself. Satisfied that everything was in place, I went into the first bedroom to wait and settle my nerves. Jeremy and I had purchased a small house in downtown and did some, shall we say, 'unique remodeling' so I could try out my long-held desire of being a professional Domme. I mean, why n...
When I got home I could hardly stop thinking about the wild night with Judi. I didn't even care if my wallet was empty. I was going to work plenty of overtime that next month to make up for it. Judi gave me specific orders not to call her but she would call me whenever she was not busy. About two days later on Tuesday after work I got a call from Judi who wa...
Note: This story is a mix between super cute romance and female domination with no sex or even practices, it belongs to the "gentle femdom" category that emerged on reddit and tumblr a few years ago, it's really extremely soft femdom put into idealistic romance often marketed at teenage girls. All characters are more than 18 year old (even 20) but such a g...
**Chapter 1. Growing up Oh my where to begin, I imagine it is best to start at the beginning (or as close to it as I can remember). I grew up in a relatively medium sized east coast city living what some may call a normal life with two sisters and both my parents. Growing up I was always into sports and when I entered middle school I had begun to focus on b...
I drive a sterilized knitting needle through my son's left nipple. Sowell grimaces, but he is sucking on one of my bloody tampons, and his buttocks hurt from the vicious caning I gave him earlier. I surprise Sowell—when he's coming out of the tub, wet, naked and vulnerable, I charge in with my whippy cane and leave red, bloody streaks all over his slim whit...
Samir couldn't believe his luck in meeting Roxi. He was a BDSM writer, and he specialized in writing about female domination, chastity, and hardcore punishment...and one night, he was invited to lecture on this topic at Buttermilk State. Roxi had reddish hair and looked like an insolent barmaid, but she was the graduate assistant to the professor who had as...
Why is the sexuality of the modern day Black man a point of obsession for people who are not even of African descent? Seriously. I walk through a mall and I see newspapers talking about AIDs in the Black community, Black women's dating woes and the supposed dearth of available Black men, the struggles Black men in America and Canada face in college and unive...
It was just a bit over two years since my divorce and I still hadn't come completely to terms with it. I was still looking for other answers. Maybe I had dedicated too much time to advancing my career and not enough time to her, although my major goal there was always to be the best breadwinner I could be, and not aimed at feeding my ego with my success. And...