Rita greeted Remington at the door in only a garter belt, fishnets, and three-inch mary janes, all black. She was embarrassed, and nervous that her landlord, or Merrill, the neighbor who frequently worked in his yard, would see her through the glass double-doors. But, Remi had told her what to wear and she wanted only to obey him. It had been that way for Ri...
I had been in a vanilla marriage for 12 years. It dissolved not so much because my ex was so much against the BDSM scene, but because I was so much for it. When I met Beth six months ago, I almost sensed her innately submissive nature. As the recent weekend played out, her submissiveness blossomed. She was now mine completely, body and soul, and it was beaut...
Christopher didn't mind being a lazy person. He rather enjoyed it… until his mother got a hold of him. Last week he had decided to watch a football game with a few college friends instead of mowing the lawn for his next door neighbor, Miss Anderson. Later that evening, Christopher went to Miss Anderson's house and attempted to convince her that he had mowed...
Author's Notes: After several months of editing on Literotica, this is my first attempt at my own story. If it gets good feedback, you will all be treated to more of the on-going tales between these "based on reality" characters. Special thanks to my Master and muse LunarSirius. I have learned much about writing from him, and he was instrumental in helpin...
*Note from writer: This first/second person story began as a series of texts over the phone to my partner who was on graveyard shift at work, and bored shitless. Regretfully after the story was finished, it was still a couple of hours before he could return home. Longest two hours of our life! * I'm sitting on the laundry steps waiting for you to finish s...
This story is dedicated to the author called Madison018. Her stories are so fine that I decided to write this because I learned something about myself while reading her stories. I hope that she likes this one. I wrote it because I’ve been reading about Dom/sub relationships and am VERY curious to find out whether I’m a Dom or not. This is kind of a fantasy a...
Part One Well how did I get here? Bob Tucker, newly retired at 55, not buff but not quite squishy, fairly comfortable, never married and still a certifiable horn dog. An athlete through college and still pretty active, but with an overactive sex drive. My investments and real estate holdings together with a 20 year pension courtesy of our local school distr...
It was our 7th wedding anniversary and we were meeting our married friends, Jack and Holly, for dinner. The cat calls began as soon as Pearl walked out the door. She was taking the kids to the sitters. “Whewww, Pearl, you look hot!,” blurted our neighbor Vikki. She did. A tight, black, leather mini-skirt (one size too small), sheer, black hose and 4 inch bla...
My name is Mistress J. I reconnected with an old boyfriend named M who in the past was quite submissive but took quite good care of me orally. I got a surprise call from him one day and catching me in a good mood I decided to try a few experimental dates. I wasn't surprised finding over the phone that M had fallen into female domination and discipline. The d...
The Next Day Sherri nerves were on fire the next morning. She couldn't keep her mind on her work and kept having to redo her paperwork. She was wondering what was in the package that Lord Royal wanted her to pick up and, to make matters worse, her pussy began to send out unexpected tingles periodically as though it had a will of its own. It was responding t...