Cont. of Latina Big Bootied Amazon and a toned, chiseled, muscular Aryan Adonis eyeing each other hotly and then disaster strikes in the form of Her Highness La Comtesse Matilda??! With purposeful steps the Comtesse walked up to the hapless Stripper and smacked a possessive palm onto his right buttcheek with such force that the frequently Femdommed Boy yelp...
Author's note: All story elements contained herein are fiction and for fantasy purposes, remember to obey all legal and consent laws in real life, thank you and have a nice day. ***** Daddy released her, letting her fall forward, legs trembling. Everything within her felt like liquid. Lazily, he stretched upon the bed on his back. "Come clean my cock, my...
Author's Note: This is my first submission to lit, and I welcome any constructive feedback. This is an actual letter I wrote to share my thoughts and feelings with my Mistress when we had not been able to be together as much as we would've liked due to illness. Hope you enjoy. -T ***** My dearest Mistress, I pray that I am not overstepping, I just wanted...
"What the fuck?" you yell out loud. Heads turn to look at you with curiosity. "I'm sure you heard me quite clearly." she says adjusting her glasses. Her dark brown eyes are smiling at you. "Arrgh..." You mutter getting up from your desk. Fucking bitch! You push past her and storm your way to the CEO office. She smirks as she lay...
I really wanted to hold her so I reached down and picked her up. She is a lithe little beauty and posed no serious physical effort to hold her, her legs wrapped around me and looking into my eyes. I started dancing to the music in my head and swayed back and forth with her. I started swaying around the floor and began to hum softly into her ear. I could hear...
I followed him out the elevator, trailing slightly behind him. He turned back, and offered me his hand. I placed my hand in his, my heart beating loudly in my chest. What was I doing here? I didn't know this man. I was in a strange place with him. No one knew I was here. Should I leave? Make a break for it while I still could? He squeezed my hand gently and...
This story is a fantasy. sadly, it has never happened..yet! it is my first work, so all feedback would be appreciated, especially from interested Mistresses! Mistress had made me create Her a 'dungeon' in the attic, as I have no basement. It was fully equipped with a wardrobe for Mistresses costumes, a chest of draws for Her whips, canes, vibrators, and so...
Addiction as defined by Webster's Dictionary; dependence on, or commitment to a habit, practice, or habit-forming substance to the extent that it's cessation causes trauma. Can two people become addicted to each other? His power drew me in the first time we met. We met innocently enough; he answered a personal ad I placed online. I had met dozens of other...
She got up from her position and he heard her approaching near to him again. His desire was building more and more by the minute as he lay there helpless to her. He heard her rummaging through something. Then he felt something very soft tickle his side and down his leg. He thought maybe a feather, but then again, it was not as soft as a feather. He felt the...
This one’s written by special request from a fan. I always like to accept a writing challenge. SP. What reason would a Mistress ever have to marry her slave? She asked herself this question many times before she married her favourite slave. The answer was simple: she loved him. She loved him in a way she had loved no other slave, and she decided she wanted...