Femdom In Delhi Stories

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Femdom in Delhi Pt. 01

by Slavetogoddess on Jul 14, 2020
BDSM

Hi, my name is Abhi, I am single, 28 years old who lives and works in London, 5'11 in height, muscular with short hair and fair skin. A typical north Indian guy who goes to the gym. Since I was in the early 20's I was curious about Femdom and being someone's slave, but never knew this fantasy will be true unexpectedly. Let me take you back to summer 2017....

Femdom in Today's Saudi Arabia

by Samuelx on Nov 22, 2017
Interracial Love

The Kingdom of Saudi Arabia is thought of by many as a forbidden place. To the billion plus men and women around the planet Earth who call themselves Muslims, Saudi Arabia is the Heartland of Islam. To Western feminists, Saudi Arabia is a backwards land and a veritable prison for the female sex. To the African, Filipino and Indian workers who come to Saudi A...

Trisha and Tom Ch. 05: Tom's Birthday

by sadbluekid on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Trisha looked at me over the breakfast table, took a sip of her coffee, and reminded me that "your birthday is in four weeks. I need a list of what you would like in the next few days. And I want you to put a list together of bondage and torture tools that you want me to use on you. Choose a good number, I will then buy the ones I want to use on you, and we...

Whore for Succubus Ch. 02

by Mixedwritings1993 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

David woke up at around 8 o' clock in the morning. He was feeling really numb and half dead to begin with. He wondered what dream-like state he was in as he tried to differentiate between his trance and reality. Both of them seemed identical, except for the presence of a specter-like, bizarre woman. His hands were holding his penis lightly and he felt the od...

My Workmate Julia

by sadbluekid on Jun 8, 2020
BDSM

This story was initially inspired by jack562004's series 'Femdom between friends'. I read these stories and found them exciting and hot. There are some similarities, but quite a few differences. This story, I think, is gentler as it goes. I hope you enjoy and welcome comments, particularly from those willing to put their names to them. If femdom isn't your t...

The Clip Ch. 01

by Diana Retnuhvek on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The day started like any other. Kevin and his lovely wife, Natalie, were pressed against each other, up against the wall, locked in a kiss. They had a beautiful new home, were enjoying the fourth year of their very happy marriage together, and always enjoyed their mornings together. Just as they finished kissing and going about their day, Kevin got the to...

The Renovation of Maria Ch. 03

by Explorer222 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

This chapter winds up the story of Maria's renovation. Maria is an attractive middle aged divorcee who is ready for adventure. In the first chapter she discovers that her employer, John, runs a BDSM club in the basement of his construction company warehouse. He confronts her and takes her into his private alcove. In the second chapter, her fantasies of sexua...

Change is Good for Hemangini

by Briano82 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

Introduction This story has its emphasis laid upon Hemangini, a lady who has been brought up under the ambience of the exquisite Bengali culture. She is 35 years old; Standing at 5'10, much taller than average Indian women, 34B breasts, and a body structured in 36-26-40, weighing 148 pounds. The numbers complimented her big tall structure. She quotes hersel...

Indolent Ivan

by justincbenedict on Aug 27, 2018
BDSM

February 24 From JosephineMiller To: Wrenjohnson Wren, this is great. I couldn't believe it. Ivan proposed last night. He presented me with a diamond engagement ring. I was kind of like "I hope this isn't a bribe, you're still not getting to orgasm till the end of next month." Although for a ring like that, I might have given up the whole Mistress/Slave t...

Mistress Cane's Femdom Gym

by LewisCrane on Jun 5, 2019
BDSM

It's too early when you swipe in to the gym. The air inside is cold and stale, the lights blinding. It's Saturday morning, so normally you would be nursing a hangover that would make the fluorescent glare unbearable, but it's been weeks since you had a drink. But even after all these weeks, 5:30 am is still too early. You're bleary-eyed and nervous. You feel...