I was finally about to met her. We met three months before on internet. She lived just outside of Toronto, a city where I was travelling often on business and our discussions rapidly turned to sex. She seemed very open and kinky and was definitely looking for a regular lover. On my side I had been with the same woman for over 20 years and had a plain vanilla...
Chapter 1 - Preparation After breakfast my Owner smiles at me, I know that particular look, I usually end up naked and on show to his friends, but no matter how humiliated I feel I always enjoy the lessons I learn. I know I need reminding every now and then, and I know that my Owner gets a kick out of humiliating me and as long as he is happy then I am hap...
Kim followed the voice of the Sat Nav. It took her onto an industrial estate. It was raining hard, obscuring her view. Kim was puzzled. Their previous meetings had been in hotel rooms, where they had explored their own personal style of BDSM together in privacy. She had expected this night to be the same. Her husband was working away and his wife was taking...
There was no lock on the door and no alarm system- so far as I could tell. But then, Maktavan technology is so odd that I didn't really know what I was looking for. I turned on the penlight for two seconds and searched the the foyer. Statues of heroic male and female nudes posed at random and the walls were covered with complex geometric designs in red and...
As a timid and closet cross-dresser, my biggest fantasy was to have a sordid meet in a hotel room, where I left what happened up to another person, with only major limits discussed and agreed first. After months of search and waiting for the right person to come along, I finally met 'Sylvia' online, and I had finally decided to take the plunge to meet up wit...
I took one last look around the converted living room and smiled to myself. Satisfied that everything was in place, I went into the first bedroom to wait and settle my nerves. Jeremy and I had purchased a small house in downtown and did some, shall we say, 'unique remodeling' so I could try out my long-held desire of being a professional Domme. I mean, why n...
Life had got in the way for a bit after our last encounter - you know how it is with work, so it was a good few weeks that we felt up to anything even remotely mischievous. But it was enough time to me to have a whole new idea of what I wanted to do with my good mistress. They started much as these things often do, one weekend where we woke up early, did th...
I could hear Venus moan, as she convulsed from one orgasm after another, while attempting to keep her legs from buckling under her. Whenever she failed in this effort she was once again left hanging by her pretty red pony tail. I tried to visualize her struggles and imagine how sensual her "dance" would be. The blindfold couldn't stop the images in my brai...
Foreword I offer a quick thank you to those of you who enjoyed my first Femdom story. This is another in that line. It takes place a few weeks after the events depicted in "Moving Day". As this series of stories is relayed, both male domination and female domination will be featured. This series of stories details a continuing sexual power struggle. It sh...
Author's Note: This story is one of the few I've written with a female dominant character. I hope you enjoy it. If you take time to read the story, please take an extra minute to leave feedback or an extra second to vote. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "Sit down, Brandon," Amanda Langford said with a se...