Feminist Femdom Stories

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The World of F

by Northern Watcher on Apr 29, 2025

*ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ AS PER CHYOA RULES ALONG WITH ALL OTHER RULE BEING FOLLOWED* In this Alternate Universe has changed with the Transformation of Women slowly becoming the dominant human sex. Starting around the 80s and rapidly changing from there, with the World finally United in 2020 under the Supreme Female Council, and there New Femdom Order. Thoug...

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Femdom World

by Lovelylift on Apr 22, 2025

Imagine living in a feminist society. The Femdom world is a world governed by the laws of feminism. Families are run by women and lineage is passed down from mother to daughter. Property belongs to women and is inherited from mother to daughter. After marriage, it is the man who moves to his wife's house and lives under the same roof with her. Also, in this...

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Household Dominance App

by Wizardman123 on Mar 22, 2021
Fetish

After getting screamed at for leaving the toilet seat up your energy is at an all time low, you've just been getting abuse from everyone in the house just for your existence and you can't really take it anymore. You dont know when having to work from home will end but it has been weeks already and there is no end in sight. Frustrated you start browsing the w...

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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...

Hubby Drop To Thy Knees! Ch. 02

by Ashesh9 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

CH. 2 :HUSBAND , BEND OVER & PART THY NETHER CHEEKS !!! Her ringing , humiliating command was heard all over the field “Husband, bend over the Punishment Table, bare thy delectable, horny bum & part thy nether cheeks for Thy Royal Monarch’s Pleasure !!! Immediately!!! Do it now, boy !!!!” The sweet girlish voice, the Commanding tone, the embarrassing Orde...

She Kneed Me in the Balls Ch. 01

by Ashesh9 on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

My wife of 15 years, mother of my two kids, came up to me and abruptly, violently and unexpectedly, kneed me in my groin, adroitly smashing my testicles, like an experienced street walker who handles drunkard johns every night. I immediately doubled over, whereupon she grabbed my right arm, bent it painfully behind me and, using a wicked whippy cane, mercile...

Arab Femdom in Saudi Arabia

by Samuelx on Sep 11, 2017
Erotic Couplings

My name is Karim Abdullah Musawir. I am a proud son of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I'd like to tell you how I transformed my bitchy bossy Marie Claire Tremblay, a proud French-Canadian woman and feminist icon into my own personal fuck slut. You see, North American men and European men are always wondering how Muslim men from North Africa have managed to kee...

Jewish Femdom For Somali King

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

"Malik, dammit, you mean, you really like my fat ass, farts and all?" Jewel Rosenthal asked with a big grin on her face, looking at her boyfriend Malik Ali with a mixture of incredulity and amusement. Inside Jewel's dorm, on the south side of Ottawa, things were heating up, thanks to a certain Muslim gentleman who made it downright impossible for the usually...

Femdom For Saudi Gentlemen

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Mahmoud Ali and I'm a young biracial Muslim gentleman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father, Ahmed Ali, and a Somali mother, Sagal Hussein. I'm a Saudi citizen thanks to my father, and I'm quite grateful for that. I know lots of people born and raise...

Fantasy Dom Ch. 03: The Manhattan Challenge

by randymarkus on Dec 3, 2019
Fetish

She sat in a spot to which I was unaccustomed – as a patron at her own bar. I stood behind the counter, her usual post, studying her with nervous anticipation as she assessed with a critical eye what I considered my masterful concoction – two icy cold Manhattans – up. The color of the libations was perfect, a burnt orange amber. The glasses, traditional, c...