Author: effectofdominance

The Best Apartment Tour Ever [MF]

I went to go look at an apartment the other day. It was interesting, to say the least.

So I walked in the door and the little bell jingled above me. I walked towards the front desk and sat down, waiting.

A young guy – in his 20s for sure – came out from the office and extended his hand to me. I stood and shook his hand, smiling.

“Tristen,” he said. “How can I help you?”

“Hi, Tristen. I’m Ginger.” I answered. I explained to him how I was looking for a new place in the area and wanted to take a tour. He nodded and started pulling out a brochure.

As he gathered documents together, I played with my ring. I could see him looking at it.

“Are you engaged?” he asked me.

I was a bit surprised he would ask this question, but not bothered by it.

“No.”

He looked at the ring and I looked down at it as well. “This is a $6 ring from Ross.”

We both laughed.

“It helps at bars when guys won’t leave me alone!” I explained.

He chuckled and said, “I’d imagine so.” Read more »

A night of degradation [mff]

Saturday we met a single woman we’d been chatting with. Let’s just call her May.

When we arrived we knocked on the door and waited. After a second knock, she finally came to the door and welcomed us inside.

Both of us were a bit nervous, but she didn’t waste any time; May immediately stripped out of her clothes and started up the shower.

“Who’s going to get in the shower with me?” she asked us. I blushed bright red. Yes, me. Me who just had the big gangbang. I don’t know why, but women are like a whole other species to me and I clam up!

She guided us over to the bathroom and we started undressing. I jumped in first. She leaned in to kiss me and I was surprised at how bold she was – but went with it. She placed her hands on my body, lathered in ginger-scented body wash, and began to lather and rub it in. Read more »

Entertaining an old friend – and scaring the normals ;) [FM]

I hadn’t seen him in nearly 3 years, and knew he had moved into town near us, so we were excited to get back in touch again. Sir had set up the evening for me to get double teamed, but unfortunately at the last moment Sir couldn’t join. So, I was sent off to entertain our friend for the evening.

We had had several encounters with him, swapping and doing MFMs in the past. We had planned to meet up at a hotel bar for drinks and then go from there to play in a room.

I drove to the hotel a bit nervous, but less so than usual since I’d met him before. I knew what to expect. I parked and checked my makeup before heading inside.

I found the bar quite easily and looked around at the quirky decor before ordering a mojito from the bartender, who quickly carded me (I guess that’s a good thing?) before starting to make my drink. At the end of the bar were two 50+ year old women who were having a conversation and finishing their drinks. One of the women left and I was left sitting at one end of the bar, while this woman sat at the other end. Read more »

Encounter: introducing friends [Mf/Mf] [group]

We had a wonderful playdate this past weekend that is definitely worth sharing. However, it was a bit different than our normal encounters.

Almost two years ago we met a couple with whom we began a friendship, Erin and Kevin (names changed to protect the innocent). The night we met the two of them lied next to us and played while we did the same. Since then they have explored voyeurism and exhibitionism, but hadn’t yet taken the plunge to swapping with others.

Our date this past weekend wasn’t about degradation and humiliation. It wasn’t about pain play or submission. No, it was the culmination of two years of desire coupled with introducing our friends to the pleasures of the group play in a safe and open way.

We met up at a winebar and relaxed while discussing the difficulty of finding compatible couples and the insipid antics and “ghosting” of so many in the lifestyle. After laughing, imbibing, and relaxing in this manner, we made our way back to their place. Read more »

Clubs and orgies and new friends, oh my! [Mf] [Mfm] [Mff] [group] [exhibition] [kink]

I loved watching Sir use her little body. She was so shy but seemed to loosen up as Sir guided her head up and down his shaft. I would look down at her husband eating my cunt but I couldn’t keep my eyes from moving back to her mouth. We fooled around with them a bit more, but eventually paused to get drinks.

Sir and I, however, couldn’t restrain ourselves and headed quickly to the voyeur room; we really wanted to put on a show.

As we took our place, Sir slapped me and a crowd immediately began to form. He spent a while spanking me, and alternating with fingering. I was squirming in his lap, enjoying the sting of his hand on my ass mixed with the pleasure from his fingers inside of me.

Sir then decided to lie me on my back and keep me begging for a while. He slid his fingers inside of me and I gasped. He’s so fucking good at it! I get close to cumming nearly instantly when he does this. I squirmed and squirmed! As I begged for Sir to let me cum, he chuckled. He kept turning to the people watching us and asking if they thought I should release. He grinned and kept me there on the edge. I was confident in my control – my ability to prevent myself from releasing without his permission – and was proud of my progress. Read more »

Quiet, there are workers… [Mf]

The contractors were working in the front room.  We popped in to see their progress from time to time.  While they worked, though, I got ready for the day.  I disappeared into the bathroom to do my makeup and heard the door open.  I grinned at the sound of Sir’s pants being unzipped and again as he folded me over the bathroom sink.  

“Spit in your hand. Make sure you’re wet.”

“Yes, Sir,” I said, spitting into my hand and rubbing it around and inside of my cunt. I was certainly wet – I doubt I would have needed the spit at all.

Sir grabbed my hips and entered me then. I gasped, my hands reaching out over the sink for something to hold onto as he rocked into me. I looked beneath us to watch his balls slapping against my skin. Mmm… I love the feeling of his balls slapping into me. 

I grinned as I thought of the contractors that were at work just one room over from us now and tried to keep myself quiet as the bang and hum of each tool died down every few seconds. I looked up to watch Sir fucking me in the mirror, loving the view, the look on his face. It said “I own you” – no… “I own this.” Read more »

Our most recent encounter – my submissive’s tale of feeling properly in her place [Mf] (Warning: degradation)

Sir closed the door behind us and I sat down on the bed. I watched as Sir stripped. He looked at me expectantly, waiting. I knew what he wanted.

“I know you don’t want to see me in this,” I explained, gesturing toward my t-shirt and pj shorts. He nodded. He walked over to me and began to undress me, revealing the black lace teddy underneath.

Sir’s eyes widened and he grinned. I giggled.

“I plan,” I said, smiling. I knew Sir loved it.

Sir ran his hands over my body and took in the sight. I burned with pride as he did so.

Sir flipped me over onto my stomach and began to rub his hands over my ass. He emitted a grumble and said, “I can’t spank you here.”

We settled for light spanking instead, which was still fun! I moaned as Sir’s hand slapped my ass again and again.

Finally Sir flipped me over and held his foot out over my face, forcing his big toe into my mouth. “Suck, bitch,” he told me.

I sucked and licked his toe as I looked up at him. He chuckled. Read more »

Sub’s perspective: a night at the club [MF] [BDSM] [exhibitionism] [Mfm]

Sir had instructed me to wait for him in my car once I arrived at the dessert boutique we were meeting at. I obeyed. Sir parked next to me and got out of his car to greet me. As he opened the door, he leaned in to hold my face and kiss me. I smiled. I got out of the car and hugged and kissed Sir again. We walked inside together, surprised to see our friend standing inside already. She greeted us, Sir with a hug, and me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

We picked out our dessert and sat down at a table in the far left of the boutique for some privacy. We chatted with our friend for awhile.

Sir made me show off for her, instructing me to swing my left leg over the arm of the chair and trace my fingers over my cunt while looking at her and detailing what I am to Sir. I obeyed, reciting:

“Your fucktoy, Sir.”

“And what does that mean?”

“That all of my holes are for your use in whatever way you see fit.”

“Good girl. What else are you?” Read more »