Author: Mistress_Zoe

Mistress Alice And Her Wonderland

I saw there were loads of online photos of Mistresses who appear to be devil-worshippers. You could tell because they make the sign. They wouldn’t get me! Waiting for a whole lifetime was nothing compared to waiting in Hell for an Eternity. Any Mistress who thought I didn’t fear God’s Judgment more than hers was simply mistaken. Luckily for me I knew a woman (Mistress Alice) who would be my Mistress without damning my soul. She may have used me for my love, my pension and my bank account, but she would never seek to steal my soul. At least that’s what I keep telling myself. Privately I tell myself she really does mean to come back right into the middle of my life from wherever she is. After all she keeps saying she will.

In the meantime, I just want a female to be my Man. I want her to own me like a Man owns his Wife in other cultures. I want a reversal of that. That shouldn’t be too much to hope for in contemporary Western culture, should it? Her female domination would be complete apart from forcing me to do sexual acts with other males. I couldn’t imagine ever meeting someone who’d appreciate me. It looked like you had to spend money just to meet the Mistress of your dreams. Read more »

Submissive Professor (21)

After the meal, Mistress Chloe and I went to the living room. She made me kneel at her feet and massage, lick and suck her toes. With one foot between my lips and the other playing with my cock and balls, I was getting hard again. Mistress Michelle would not be happy if she knew Chloe removed my cock cage. I continued giving her a foot rub while she texted her friend when the phone rang. I was sure it was Mistress Michelle wondering about her submissive, however, it was not. This phone call would take me further down [the path of humiliation](http://femdoming.com/dominating-mistress-caroline-part-20/).

“Yes yes, he’s at my feet now … ..Oh he’s very slutty with his little white apron, [stockings](http://shop.femdoming.com/stockings/black_fence_net_pantyhose.html) and [garter belt](http://shop.femdoming.com/other_sex_toys/candy_garter.html). And I collared him. Yes that’s exactly it! He’s got a donkey dick … No of course, I’m going to enjoy him …. You think? Hmmmm you’re giving me ideas you know …. So exciting… yes he’s a real whore you can’t imagine.” Read more »

My First Virtual Domination Session

The testimony I am about to give regarding my first virtual domination session may disappoint some of the femdoming readers, but I still feel compelled to tell the readers how it occurred. I met this strong, confident young woman on a very well known smartphone app. I let some time pass before I started a conversation with her. “So it’s always up to the man to start a conversation? I ask her ironically. “That’s the assumption,” she says rather directly.

This was the beginning of a very ordinary conversation but this was the first time I was dealing with such a direct Miss. So I decided to go further with the conversation in a cordial way. “I suppose your right,” I said rather apathetically. “I am always right,” she answers me even more direct than the first time. I pause. There is something different about this girl. Something terribly attractive to submissives like myself. I’m try to dig further by redirecting the conversation about me. “I like girls who are always right, who have a strong character.” “I noticed,” she said. “And you, do you like men who like dominant women?” I said excitedly. “Not really,” she answers. Read more »

Penetrated For The First Time

One night, I discovered enjoyment through an unexpected adventure. I, who thought was an Alpha male became this poor malleable [slave at the service](http://femdoming.com/carousel/dominant-women-addiction/) of my new Mistress Domina. The day I met this young woman, she was dressed in ripped jeans, a cream colored v-cut blouse that displayed her pretty small breasts held by her lacey black bra. It looked very classy. She had long brown hair, almond-shaped hazel eyes and a mischievous look on her face.

I invited her to dinner and to my astonishment, she accepted my invitation. I told her that I was a night nurse but that I also loved to write poetry and that I dreamed of having my work published. Was this young woman my muse? My heart was pounding at the thought of it. She invited me to her house because she lived two blocks away. When we arrived, she took out two cognac glasses and we drank together to celebrate our new relationship. I drank the glass and she laughed. My head was spinning. Then I sank into an intense black, bottomless pit. Read more »

International Male Chastity Day

Ladies and gentlemen calling all male submissives… today Monday, January 14, 2019, we celebrate International Male Chastity Day. This is the day where your slave wears his chastity cage all day with pride. Fortunately, the cock cage is very hygienic and your submale can urinate without having to remove it. Of course, your submissive should want to wear his chastity cage voluntarily as a sign of his absolute submission to you. Once he gives you the key to his chastity cage, you have total control over his orgasm. Knowing that he can no longer masturbate without your permission excites your submissive and you can increase that excitement by keeping him in a state of tease and denial. This game creates a state of perpetual erotic ecstasy that becomes extremely addictive to him.

Male chastity represents the end of his desires and the beginning of making your fantasies a reality. His sexual purpose becomes about pleasing you. Does this mean the end of his sex life? Not at all, he gains a lot of pleasure in pleasing you and knowing that you have complete control over his sex life. Read more »

A Quick Rendezvous With Two Dominant Females

It was two days before Christmas and I was just getting around to shopping for presents when I met the dominant females at the mall. As I came to the mall entrance two dominant females approached the door just behind me. One was average looking. The other I would describe as having “a few extra pounds” but there was something about her I found sexy. She wore skin tight jeans showing off her big, round ass and a tight low cut sweater exposing her big, round breasts.

She was a big, beautiful, women and she wanted everyone to know it. I held the door for them and wished them happy holidays. The average one thanked me but the sexy one just walked through the door like it was my duty to hold the door for her. Instead of being pissed off about her rudeness, I was very attracted to her confidence. The way she strutted through showing off her big round ass almost gave me a hardon. Read more »

The Dominant Mistress And Her Younger Slave

My first encounter with Dominant Mistress Joanne was at the age of 19 in the Boston area. This was well before the internet age. Communication was through personal ads in the underground newspaper under alternative lifestyles. There were all types of ads, but one was from a Mistress advertising for a slave. I wrote to the PO box. Within a week I received a reply. We continued to write, exchanging letters every week or so (due to mail delivery times) until finally after about 1 month and 1/2, I was given a phone number to call and time and place to meet.

It was a beautiful fall day, early Saturday afternoon in the Boston area. This was a suburban neighborhood, neat rows of average houses on a tree lined street. I found the address, parked and rang the doorbell. A woman answered. She did not “fit” my description of a dominatrix or Prodomme. She wore a blue jean maxi dress that buttoned all the way down the front with flat black buttons. She wore lace boots which were the style at the time with chunky heels. Her black hair was put up in a bun and she wore glasses. Read more »

My Dominant Mistress

It was the summer of 1996, I went for a run Saturday morning at the park in downtown when suddenly I heard the click-clacking of heels behind me. I looked behind and saw a gorgeous, tall dominant mistress who looked like she was in her mid-30s wearing a white blouse, skin-tight black [leather pants](http://boutique.slave-selection.com/vente-en-ligne/produit/10801/agressive-pantalon_skinny.html) and very high [stiletto heels](http://boutique.slave-selection.com/vente-en-ligne/produit/7742/escarpins_pinstripe_teeze.html).

Looking at her walk combined with the noise of her heels hitting the pavement put me in a trance. I let the dominant mistress past me and I started following her with my eyes fixated on her shoes. How long I ran behind her I couldn’t say. In any case, she finally noticed and turned around and asked, “Are you following me?” My face turned red with shame, I looked into her eyes and said, “I am looking at your beautiful shoes Miss.” “So, it’s my shoes that please you?” I affirmed and she asked me to follow her to her car. Read more »

Submissive Professor (20)

Jessica left two days later after our last hug. I had spent the afternoon in class and she was not there when I returned. Femdom Mistress Michelle, my sadistic dominatrix, had greeted me in a very hard tone. “My whore, now there is nothing to distract you. You have only one goal, one person to focus all your attention on: your Femdom Mistress.

Me! I intend to elevate your slave training into a new phase. But before I begin, I am leaving for a few days to see my family. So I’ll give you to Mistress Chloe. She has all my confidence and can use you for whatever she wants. I expect you to serve her as you would me. I leave tomorrow. When you come back from school, your babysitter will be here. Do not disappoint me little slut, otherwise I will not hesitate to get rid of you.”
Mistress was right. From now on, Jessica would no longer occupy my thoughts. Only I couldn’t forget about her. She had gotten under my skin and I suffered from an intense, physical withdrawal from her. It was a throbbing and permanent pain. Yet I had to forget my love for now and focus on my one duty: to serve Mistress Michelle to the best of my abilities.” To strive for perfection and meet her standards. To serve and obey her without question or hesitation. Read more »

Sissification By My Femdom Wife (10)

After years of dedicated sissification, I have learned [servitude and obedience](http://femdoming.com/sissification-femdom-wife-9/) towards my wife. I love to be commanded by her. I want to see her smiling from my humiliation and pain. Sometimes, my wife gives me a break from the household chores and allows me to wear whatever I want. This is the case because she knows when I am alone in the house or with friends, I will wear my feminine clothes with heavy jewelry, which continues to emasculate me. There are rules I must follow in the household that if I don’t my wife will punish me for my disobedience. For example, if at anytime I remove my nosering, my wife will punish me by bending me over and pegging me. Although this is considered punishment, I enjoy pegging very much.

As a sissy, I am not allowed to request pleasure. I have to request it from my wife. At times, I want my wife to fuck me wearing high heels, a choker necklace, 20 bangles on my wrist, dark red lipstick with a mangteeka on head. But it is at her discretion when I get fucked. One day, I approached my wife to massage her feet. As expected, my wife asked, “Where is your nosering sissy?” “I forgot it Madam,” I replied. Read more »