This is the record of my submission to a wonderful superior Mistress: "Men are disgusting and only here to serve us Goddesses". I found her on-line and i was attracted to her so i sent her a message which she responded to. It became apparent that she was a serious dominatrix and She asked if i could meet her for a coffee, chat and public play. Her rules we...
"I want you to find an inconspicuous object that you'd like to be spanked with. Leave it lying around your apartment where you'll see it everyday... and make sure to bring it with you next week." You didn't tell me what you had chosen, but I figured it out almost immediately as you opened your bag. It was a large brush, almost two feet long, with a detachab...
Her emotions were in turmoil... a mixture of lust, excitement and a little fear. She was here of her own free will, but was so unsure of what was in store for her. Their talks had started simple enough but became more and more erotic. He was a demanding man who expected her to bend to his will. She knew this is what she wanted, but to be here...in her hous...
"Thank you for using me sir," she smiled up at him and licked the residue of urine from her lips before opening her mouth wide for him to press his now hardening cock into her eager fuck hole. "You're very welcome pet," he said obligingly and grasped her hair using it to tug her face against his groin. "Very welcome indeed." She felt the head of his cock p...
With my arms above my head, I feel him roughly tightening the knot. The rope cuts into my flesh and I savour the burn. I need this pain. I need this release. His fingers graze over my back and he gives me a slap on my butt cheek. His hand moves between my legs and cups my pussy. He inserts one finger inside and I know I am wet. He pinches my clit and...
I'd known something was wrong on the day I was supposed to return home from my business trip as Lynne had been distant when I called her in the morning. I was a bit concerned, but not overly as I boarded my flight and when I landed I called her and she answered the phone with "Hello Master!" Her greeting stunned me a bit, but immediately told me she hadn't...
I waited patiently on my knees, back straight, hands clasped behind my back, naked. I could hear the noise of the door as he let himself in and came up the stairs. Mentally reviewing my preparations of the day I was satisfied I had completed my tasks to satisfaction - pussy shaved smooth, bowels fully empty, nipple rings in place and weighed down as required...
I just received a phone call from my Master, he will be home shortly. He always calls before he leaves work, he likes when I wait by the door to greet him. I walk to the front door and get into waiting position; I kneel naked, legs spread apart, hands clasped behind my back, head bowed. My mind is clear of all thoughts; the only task I focus on is not moving...
Orli For those of you already either cringing or creaming your jeans at just a mention of the name, here are some thoughts divulged after a couple of wasted, and I do mean wasted, nights online. They do come up with interesting ways of expanding their fan base, though, don't they? And yes, I do admit, he has supplanted Pitt. But that's beside the point....
Why do men of every race have access to Black female dominance but Black men don't? If one looks around the world of BDSM, one will notice that the Black female dominants chase White males the way fish stranded on land chase after life-giving water. When queried on the subject of Black female dominance/Black male submissive relations, a lot of Black female d...