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Beryl's Ascent to Dominance

by Sputnik57 on May 16, 2018
BDSM

Creed crawled to the feet of the mature spinster, his cock boning erect at the prospect of serving her, eagerly coaxed toward her feet with the whip held by a delighted Lizzy. The ginger girl had acquired the services of Julia's pet on a day free from the rigours of driving her cab, his Mistress having an appointment at Arachne House with Madam Ella Hempleto...

He Owns Mum and her Friends Ch. 01

by Jack1107 on Jul 10, 2018
Mature

Tom had left the office early as he had a wine delivery this afternoon. He loved his wines. He was a lawyer and at twenty-six was the Senior Partner of his father's firm. His father had died eight years ago. Miss Gibson, who was a spinster and an outstanding lawyer, was the Managing Partner. She was the one that ran the firm. He lived with his widowed mother...

Chronicles of Danny Ch. 06

by bbettyblambabam on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"Wow it's really packed tonight." Danny said after both they and Ashley stepped through the large wooden doors of the bar that was called, "Ric's Bar & Grill" and saw the place crowded with students. It was the only place cheap and close enough to campus for students to hang out at. Ashley and Danny had just finished finals before the Thanksgiving break and...

A Dungeon and a Dragon

by shambles on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

I'd answered one of those ads in a porn magazine. I'd always wanted to see if they were legit, or just a come-on. And I'd always wanted to try domination. When I phoned, a pleasant enough voice gave me the address and told me to come on over. So I came. It turned out to be a private house, nothing to set it aside from the others in the street. I began to wo...

Mistress Doreen Ch. 02

by frankjohnson2448 on Sep 5, 2018
BDSM

Chapter Two - Punishment Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment, if not choose another story more to your tastes. This Chapter is the second in this series. Please read Chapter One for context. *** As Doreen strolled thru...

White Women are Goddesses Ch. 08

by Samuelx on Sep 19, 2017
Group Sex

My name is Estelle Worthington. And I'm a six-foot-tall, blonde-haired and blue-eyed, lean and athletic white woman living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I am an Irish Amazon, the ideal of the perfect woman. By day, I'm a student at Carleton University. I recently moved to Canada from my native Galway in Ireland and I must say Ottawa leaves a lot to be desi...

Flames of Necessity Pt. 10

by Sputnik57 on Oct 8, 2018
BDSM

Anthea arrived back from her shopping spree amid the Dorset sunshine, and was delighted to see Prudence had arrived back from Germany; her arousal blossoming immediately on the prospect of learning of her task, wanting to know every last detail about Horace's disposal. Prudence's excited embrace of her, conveyed the warmth of the pleasure she'd gained from i...

At Her Disposal Ch. 06

by Sputnik57 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

The mule was flanked by the two victorious horsewomen, and the hanged male's journey to meet his purchaser began, his cock erect and rubbing at the silken bondage with the movement of the mule as he squirmed, his anus tingling at his divine sense of helplessness as it clenched and dilated on the stimulating plug as the two women whipped mule and enslaved ars...

Millicent and the Stranger

by Llacheu on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

"Goodnight, Akela." "Goodnight, Timmy." Returning the cheery wave the cub gave her as he climbed into his mum's Volvo, Millicent Darby pulled the door shut, and turned the key in the lock. The scout hut lay nestled in the woods, but a dirt access road had been put through to allow the parents to collect their children. Millicent watched the rear lights of...

Owned by my Mother-in-Law Ch. 04

by Sputnik57 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

The area by the window had a padded surface; no doubt Blanche's departed husband and many other enslaved men had been made to kneel for hours at this window, whilst they contemplated their fate on just such an evening as this. The padding would not be for their comfort, it would be there to ensure that their knees functioned when the time came to entertain....