Editor's Note: this submission contains raceplay and femdom content. * Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of hav...
A Wife's Journey Submitted & Owned TAG: It's about a shy submissive wife coming out to acknowledge her addiction to BDSM and her training by her dominant husband leading to her losing all inhibitions and getting owned. Note for the reader; this is not a work of fiction or fantasy. It is a true story that took place some 15 years ago while we were living...
It was a gorgeous Saturday afternoon. I had just finished a ham sandwich and was returning to my recliner to watch some college football when an idea hit me. It would be a great day for the beach and my wife Pat still had not worn the new bikini that we had bought a few weeks ago. In my mind I could picture my lovely blond wife wearing the skimpy red bikini...
It was a warm, midsummer night. The kind of night where the air seems to have a presence to it. I steamy, warmth that envelops everything. Then it started to rain. The rain was coming down as hard as I had ever seen it come down. Fortunately, I was cozily settled down in my home holding my 6 month old son watching television while I fed him a bottle. My wif...
All characters are 18 or older I Have A Plan -- Trust Me -- My Plans ALWAYS Work -- Chapter 4 OR -- A 36 Year Old PHD Mother Can Learn To Just Let Go After our Mother Daughter good morning fucks by our man Stan the super stud, Valerie and I paraded around in the kitchen totally naked fixing us all a lite breakfast with Stan's cum running down our thighs....
This was Miles' first sight of the woman simply known as Madam Zandra, and would be the last time he saw England. The tanned woman sneered down at him as Myra had him stumble on his knees to her, the leash pulled tighter as he was moved close enough to smell the sweet perfumes of the woman who would now on own him, and would control his destiny... his cock b...
It had been several weeks since my wife Pat and I had heard from the Boss. As you may know the "Boss" is the only name that we had for the leader of a gang of black thugs that had been using us for their sexual pleasure and profit for a few months. During that time Patricia and I had been forced into a number of different sexual encounters with the Boss and...
I met Sandra at Saturday afternoon at a grocery shop in our Scandinavian hometown. Not the average place to meet the wife to be. But I did it. She noted that I had difficulties to find the right kind of meat and offered to help me with that. I accepted and jokingly told her that I really needed to find a wife like her. She had obviously a great sense of humo...
Author’s note: This is the second part in this series. Your warm response has encouraged me to continue writing. This is a fictional story. It did not really happen, although it might. If you take offense or do not care for stories where a wife completely dominates her husband, please pass this one by. This series is copyrighted by the author. It may no...
"Tell me." Ian Fraser pulled her body closer to his own, the warmth giving him strength as he sighed, taking a deep breath. The story was a long one but he could not deny her and so he began. ***** Many years ago when times were rough and common folk had to travel from place to place always searching for food to eat and a warm place to sleep, a young marr...