Mistress entered the room. Clad in a tight, black leather bra, studded with rhinestones around her exposed nipples and an even tighter matching garter, she walked with the aura of dominance. The clicking of her black leather, thigh high stiletto boots sang sexual desire to the slaves as they awaited her commands. Two slaves were there, one male, one female....
I love sucking cock. I suppose I could say it more politely: I enjoy fellatio, or I like oral sex. But the truth is, I like saying it almost as much as I like doing it. Let's not hide behind pretty words here: I like sucking cock, the down and dirty act of it; I get off on the mouth-to-penis equation, if you will. Just talking about it starts a fire in my b...
After a long night of steamy romance, our passionate love became strong as Giant redwood trees. I awoke forcefully as my mouth embraced her toes. Sucking the stinky aroma into my body and the sweet juices of her sweat. It was food for my livelihood. The other foot rubbing passionately on my crotch, I soon came into her reeking black loafers. With a mix of...
It was inevitable. It was a habit I could no longer control. Any opportunity. Every opportunity. A force I could not resist compelled me. My body would shake as adrenaline surged through it. The thrill was incomparable. The thought of getting caught unimaginable. The consequences of getting caught beyond comprehension. Yet still I was compelled, th...
Over the last month, we were all becoming strangers to each other. Chloe was working long hours almost every day learning her new business and becoming a fantastic dom according to Madame Kirsten. Tickles and Trisha had really hit it off and had made personal goals to buy out the local malls just to find out the limits on my credit cards. I bumped into all t...
So far, several weeks into dating as a polyamorous triad, Matt, Amanda, and I were having an incredible time. The three of us spent our evenings together studying, having dinner, going on dates, and exploring each other sexually. Amanda knew that Matt and I weren't just boyfriend and girlfriend; Matt was my dominant and I was his submissive. She wasn't total...
I take one last trip around the block before I approach the heavy black metal doors of the club, surreptitiously glancing around to catch anyone who might see where I'm going. Pushing inwards, my anxiety skyrockets as I find myself in a dingy little vestibule with a coat check window and a set of double doors slightly ajar. Purple light and music pass throug...
A lot of Black women in the world of BDSM consider themselves dominant, which is fine, but they seem to cater exclusively to White male submissive types. I take my clients anyway they come, since I am a professional dominatrix. I do enjoy playing with Black men, though. Unlike White subs, the brothers always make you work for it. My name is Shana Drummond an...
Introductory Comments Hello reader(s) – I am new to this (as of September 05) this is my 2nd submission. I would appreciate if anyone who reads my stories would give me feedback to encourage me to continue or perhaps to stop! All the stories I hope to submit (including this one) are based on real situations – read my Bio to learn more about me if you wish...
With a bit of red wine and a cigarette, I strip down and run a warm wash cloth over my privates making sure I'm moistening and softening my skin for the cool yet fiery cream that will take away my ugly hairs. I stand in front of the mirror, growing hard as I smooth a thick layer of cream from my waist down to my ankles. Thankfully I don't get hair on my feet...