Neil stood helplessly in the cell, corseted and in severe head bondage, his hands cuffed to his slave collar, unable to influence anything to change his state of sensory deprivation and utter despair. There was no sight, no sound except his heartbeat and breathing, no taste but rubber, no smell but leather, and no feeling except the cold concrete floor benea...
Archive-101- Dawn of the Femdom world. Archive 101 from the year 2150. This classified document would serve as a short history of the growth of the female dominated world as we know of today. I will also be analyzing the life of a few test subjects in the year 2150, beginning from Archive 102. Let us begin. ******************* Year 2063: It was...
I gave her a cup of coffee, she looked like she needed it. "It was horrible." She told us. She sat in the chair, 5'4, thin, her hair a mess, clothing torn. I could see her left breast threatening to pop out of what was left of her blouse. Her pink lips pale, her skin taught from her ordeal. She drank the cup of coffee quickly as if it were a matter of life...
Mindy glanced at the clock and licked her lips. It was two-thirty on a Tuesday night, and boy, was she ever hungry. For sex. Who could she possibly call at this hour for some lovin'? Tito the delivery boy only delivers until ten. Plus, she wasn't in the mood for Mexican AT ALL. Not that there's anything wrong with Mexicans. She moseyed over to her kitchen an...
I look in the mirror as my reflection looks back. Oh how I wish she hadn't invited me to this party. I sigh. I walk out of the bathroom with my towel on, into my room which look like a total wreck from me trying to find something to wear. I looked on the bed to see the outfit that took me hours to find, it was a tight tan skirt with a plain coral half sh...
Detective Singh stared hard at the man seated before him, waiting for Karan to speak. It was going to be difficult for him to get through this session, because he hadn't slept in days. Already, he felt a yawn coming on, which he tried to stifle. And then, he'd never liked the forensic psychiatrist, though he had been forced to work with him often in his many...
Wotcher. Welcome to the fourth installment of The Rolls and the Pipe. Noticing that I was only writing one page on Literotica screens, I will be trying to write more per installment. This is a personal preference: I like continuing to read. Longer stories (I'm reading "Drumbeats in His Soul" right now) are my preference. In fact, I only own books over 300 pa...
Chapter 1 Unlocking my phone, I notice that I have an unread message on (dating app) from a masterhamilton28. "I hope this message finds you well. I read your profile, and I think I have a solution to your curiosity in being dominated. My name is Marcus, and I owe a BDSM nightclub downtown. If you are interested in exploring being dominated in more detail,...
"Hey, how's it going?" Natalie turned toward the voice. A man with brown eyes and dark hair stood beside her, a cup in each hand. "It's going all right," Natalie replied. "Thanks." "You're welcome." The man held out one of the cups. "This is for you." "I don't drink." "I know. Your friend down the bar told me." Looking down the bar, Natalie caught the e...
My name is June. I'm a fat girl and proud of it. I bet you don't hear that every day. That's alright. I'm not an everyday, ordinary person either. I stand six feet tall and I weigh two hundred and fifty pounds. I'm a sports fanatic. Just about every sport. Soccer. Basketball. Softball. Wrestling. Volleyball. Tennis. I've tried them all and I excel at just ab...