Subi Mods Stories

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queen of the curtain

by Bdadog on Sep 7, 2019
Science Fiction

I sit in the back of the class where no one will notice me cause If they do they think I’m weak for not having any subs. But what it really is that I am not fulfilled by the pointless things the doms do. This is why they call me the Queen of the Curtain because I like to hide in the theater away from all the debauchery. I see two doms doing a sub from front...

Pequeñas y Humillantes Historias

by 57 on Jun 7, 2020
Miscellaneous

Primero que nada me presento. Soy Guillermo, y tengo 25 años de edad. Además, como descubrirán en las historias que les voy a contar a continuación, tengo el pene pequeño. 10 cm flácido, 12 cm erecto. Es así. Ya lo acepté. Que lo haya aceptado, no quiere decir que no me avergüenza el hecho de ser objeto de burlas por parte de otras personas. Pero creo que ha...

¿Esto es Teyvat?

by xHankx2 on Apr 22, 2025

"¿Cuídate si?" Me dijo despidiéndome la doncella de Mondstad en la puerta de la ciudad, Noelle la candidata a caballero. "Claro" afirmó, ví a Bennett entrar herido con una sonrisa junto a Fischl, "creo que tú preocupación debería acercarse a Bennett, el tiene aún peor suerte que yo". "Oye, al menos yo si completo mis encarg...

The Secrets of Radiant Font

by for_kicks on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Mei picked herself off the ground again, but it was no use. She was no match for Lien. There was a certain way her opponent moved; so confident, so graceful. And there was a mystery there too, an understanding that was beyond Mei, in her swagger, her flushed cheeks, and impish smirk. Something that said "I know, and you do not." Mei felt like a blundering...

(AGS) Zaïna, étudiante tunisienne à Paris, est réduite à son insu à l’état de pute à sperme par son patron raciste

by SemenObsessed on Apr 29, 2025

Bernard est dentiste depuis plusieurs décennies. Il a une bonne cinquantaine d’année. Mais ce qui le distingue de la plupart de ses collègues, c’est une très grande perversité. C’est ainsi qu’il se souvient avec nostalgie de ses années en école de médecine, où il a rencontré Serge : le seul homme à l’égaler dans le domaine des pratiques et des fantasmes les...

Sub Genesis Day 01

by fillmyemptyplaces on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Many stories begin with the phrase "It was a day like any other day". I'm delighted to say that this story isn't one of those; this story begins on day one of what looks to be a terrifically exciting adventure he is taking me on. I'd been doing ok lately...a bit bored, a bit frustrated, but ok. Then he called me out. He'd been sitting back for some time, w...

Sub Switches Roles

by naughty_jude on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

The atmosphere was amazing. I had never seen so beautiful a Mistress with such submissive male slaves as we had tonight. The performance in the under-ground club was electric as the Mistress showed us how devoted her sluts were. I must admit that watching them was fascinating, almost like seeing a male image of myself as they craved the pain and humiliation...

Sub

by Aphreya on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

As I waited nervously for the guy to turn up I anxiously puffed a cigarette. I rearranged myself for the thousandth time, crossing my stocking clad legs, uncrossing them. Perching my heels on the kick plate of the car, then on the ground. Shimmying my pencil skirt down, then a little up. I had to look right, I had to look dominant. The guy expected me to be...

Control Ch. 05

by little_sub on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

He stopped just outside the restaurant entrance, stood under the lights that illuminated the name, taking his time finding his car keys, checking his wallet. I nearly asked if he'd lost something, before I realised what he was doing. There was a large group of people coming toward the door from the car park. About 15 people, all around my age, walking toward...

Control Ch. 03

by little_sub on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

I tugged each arm lightly, testing the strength of the ropes. There wasn't much give in them at all. I did the same with my ankles, trying to pull them even just slightly closer together. I had even less luck with those. I felt exposed and vulnerable. My wrists had rope wrapped around them snugly, each one raised above my head and to the sides, tied tightly...