Once you pass the mismatched neon sign that reads "DOMINA ARENA, the first thing you see are the slave pens. They make sure you have to walk past the scores of would-be warriors from across the wasteland, now bound in chains and awaiting a life of degrading sexual servitude to their new masters. As you walk towards the check-in, you're given a grim remi...
Please note that this story contains female domination: if that is not your thing please move to another excellent story on this site. Thanks. ***** I recently bumped into a work colleague while I was doing the shopping after work. It had been a while, some weeks, since I had seen Trisha, and a pleasant surprise it was. She had been away working on a proje...
This is my first attempt at erotica....your comments would be welcome. ---------------------- I met Mistress Char online, although then she went just by her given name. Our online relationship grew quickly as we both sensed a bond growing between us. I was especially surprised at her reaction when I brought up the concept of female supremacy. Though she wa...
Part 8. The Ceremony The wedding of Natasha and Scott was definitely not going to be traditional. Natasha made this clear from the very first day. For the few family members they each had left, their business associates, and the diminishing number of vanilla friends they had, they concocted a story of impulsively going down to City Hall and getting married....
Who is the weaker man, the one who bows before his wife and begs her to dominate him or the man who lives his life as an alpha male and fantasizes about his wife dominating him? Myself, I'm one of the later types of wimps and although there is nothing I would rather do than to be my wife's personal slave I am afraid she would lose all respect for me if I tri...
I take one last trip around the block before I approach the heavy black metal doors of the club, surreptitiously glancing around to catch anyone who might see where I'm going. Pushing inwards, my anxiety skyrockets as I find myself in a dingy little vestibule with a coat check window and a set of double doors slightly ajar. Purple light and music pass throug...
Mistress Trinity - Visit 4 - 03/20/07 12:30pm This account is 100% true. I try to write down what happened within a day so my memory is fresh. The story may not be long, but is accurate in every detail. I arrive at Mistress's house at 12:30pm like ordered. I've had a butt plug strapped to my ass with a harness for the last 1.5 hours trying to stretch it kn...
Not long after Elise and I met I said, "I like being submissive to a strong woman." I told her that if, for example, she wanted a sandwich, all she had to do was tell me. She could say, "make me all sandwich," and I'd make her a sandwich. This was not something Elise would naturally do. A year after we met we moved in together. I realized that even if sh...
Introduction "I've only ever seen you in jeans and loose sweaters," I observed, "so this is way over the top for me." Nikkole posed provocatively at the doorway to my home office, one hand on her hip, the other behind her lustrous hair, and rhetorically asked, "Like it?" Like it? Hell, I loved it. She was a brand new person -- in every way. Up until now,...
There was a knock on the door, here in your top-level apartment. You open the door and look down to find a woman, kneeling on the carpet with her head facing down. Her long, straight black hair flows over her pale naked figure. Although you can't see everything of the woman's body, she is obviously in good shape. Her hair and posture is even blocking a view...