La profesora miró a la estudiante apenada y le sonrió, “No temas querida, aquí nadie te va a lastimar, pero a ellos,“ Levantó la mirada a los tres chicos yéndose del cuarto. Los tres ya saben que hacer “¡RAPIDO!” dijo la profesora Casandra a modo autoritario. Después la profesora se sentó en el escritorio de la oficina. Revisó una hoja de papel que tenía en la mano, “Así que eres Jessica C. y es tu primer fallo,” dijo al mirar a la susodicha ajustando sus anteojos, “Si profesora soy yo,”dijo Jessica algo asustada. Pero la profesora miró con diversión a la estudiante, “Relájate muchacha, aquí solo los hombres son castigados, ven conmigo y mira.” Salieron de la oficina y entraron al cuarto al lado del la oficina de Profesora Casandra.
Las dos mujeres dominantes entraron a mirar a los chicos. Al mirarlos, Jessica quedó anonadada al punto que cubrió con sus manos su boca. Los tres chicos sumisos habían cerrado las persianas del otro cuatro. Después los tres se comenzaron a desnudar, totalmente guardando su ropa en un armario que se encontraba en la parte de atrás del cuarto. El latino cerró el armario con llave y se dirigió al escritorio. Hincándose, ofreció a la profesora la llave, la cual tomó con la punta de los dedos y la metió dentro de uno de los gabinetes del escritorio. Los tres chicos sumisos estaban de rodillas frente al escritorio. La profesora tomó la mano de Jessica y la invitó a sentarse con ella sobre el escritorio. Jessica adjuntó sus dos piernas y colocó sus manos sobre ellas mientras que la profesora cruzó sus piernas, “Los tres ¿No ven que el calzado de su compañera y el mío están sucios? VENGA AQUÍ A LIMPIARLOS,” dijo la profesora al golpear con su mano con una regla de un metro contra su calzado. Acto seguido, los tres chicos sumisos comenzaron a lamer los zapatos tanto de Jessica como los de la profesora Casandra. Usando sus labios y lenguas limpiaron cada centímetro de dichos zapatos. Jessica estaba algo impresionada y no sabía que decir.
No esperaba este tipo de castigo dentro de una universidad. La profesora disfrutaba enormemente la tarea de los chicos sumisos. Levantó su zapato para que uno de los chicos lamiera la suela. Jessica imitó a la profesora y como era de esperarse, los chicos sumisos lamieron la suela del zapato de Jessica. De repente, él chico rubio y él moreno alzaron la vista para tratar de mirar por debajo de las faldas de ambas damas. Jessica lo notó y se cubrió poniéndose roja de vergüenza, “¡Pervertidos!” gritó la chica apenada. En eso la profesora se puso de pie y con la mano abierta abofeteó en la cara a ambos chicos, “Sucios degenerados, voy a castigarlos de verdad esta vez,” dijo la profesora enfurecida. Jessica miró a la profesora, “Profesora Casandra ¿Puedo castigarlos?” Dijo la estudiante, entonces la profesora obligó a ambos mirones a ponerse de rodillas frente a Jessica con las manos en la espalda. Él otro chico se colocó en la mina postura pero con la cara contra la pared.
Author: Mistress_Zoe
Femdom Humiliation Games-Parts
More Ways To Humiliate Your Submissive Man
Femdom Humiliation Games
The game is pretty simple, you allow the submissive man to role the dice and let chance determine his activity / punishment / torment / humiliation. Some of these are quite lengthy and some are quite painful. A few require specialized equipment (tall ceiling and a hoist) and some involve items not in most modern households (wooden clothes pins, cotton rope, whips, paddles), but may be quite common in the house of a practicing Femdom Dominatrix.
The game is setup with live-in D/s couples in mind but can be played as a party game with multiple couples – sort of like a D/s version of spin-the-bottle . A lot of activities can be part of a session between a pro-domme and a client. Most of the activities are set up for a male submissive and dominant femdom woman.
La Dominación Femenina En El Hogar
Un viernes por la noche era el día en que ambos sumisos se les permitirían quitarse la jaula de castidad. Pasó un mes sin que ambos hombres estuvieron encerrados. No cometieron ninguna falta y cumplieron cada orden de las damas sin objeciones ni quejas. Sara tuvo una idea la cual a Julieth le encantó. Ambas damas mandaron llamar a sus sumisos a una habitación. Las damas usaban una vestimenta similar. Julieth usaba un top negro y unos pantalones de cuero a la cadera negros y botines negros de tacón mientras que Sara usaba un corsé rojo y una minifalda negra con botas de tacón negras hasta la rodilla.
Ambos sumisos tocaron la puerta de dicha habitación y esperaron, “Adelante,“ dijo una de las damas. Ambos sumisos entraron a la habitación algo ansiosos, se inclinaron con la cabeza al piso frente a su respectiva esposa. Julieth estaba sentada en las piernas de Sara. Ella tomaba de la cintura a su novia, “Bien caballeros, sabemos que están esta noche emocionados,”dijo Julieth mientras se inclinaba contra el pecho de su amante, “Y si hoy dejaremos que tengan varias erecciones y eyaculen por esta noche.” Los sumisos se emocionaron por las palabras dichas por la dama, “Pero tenemos una nueva actividad para los cuatro,” dijo Julieth mientras que Sara le besaba el cuello.
Los dos sumiso se miraron algo preocupados, haciendo reír a ambas damas, “Dado de July y yo somos novias oficiales,” dijo Sara con una sonrisa malvada, “Ustedes dos van a ser novios y amantes a partir de esta noche.” Ambos sumisos se asustaron. Los sumisos ya habían probado el sexo anal aplicado por su respectiva dama pero no esperaban llegar a tal extremo. “Pueden no aceptar pero eso solo provocaría aumentar su labores domésticas,” dijo Julieth al ponerse de pie mostrando la llave de su marido, además de aumentar el tiempo de su encierro, “dijo Sara al pasar la llave de su marido por entre sus labios de manera provocativa. Para este momento ambos sumisos ya estaban desesperados por ser liberados. A ambos les excitaba ver a sus esposas juntas y ser torturados por ambas le llegó a gustar. Además había una clausula en el contrato donde decía que estas actividades se harían en privado y era una regla que todos cumplían sin excepción. Inclusive ambas damas limitaban su contacto en la calle, “Julio miró a un preocupado John. “Lo haré solo si tú quieres hacerlo.” “Si tú lo estas, yo lo hare “dijo John. Ambos sumisos se inclinaron ante cada dama, “Si señoritas lo haremos, “dijeron los sumisos. Las dueñas se encontraban extasiadas.
Ambas damas permitieron a cada sumiso subir a la cama y cada sumiso se acostó a lado de su nuevo novio, mientras que cada dama se acostaba a un lado de su marido para poder ver la acción entre hombres. “Que esperan, dense un beso, “dijo Sara algo emocionada. Fue entonces cuando Julio tomó del rostro a John para acercarlo y se dieron un beso algo torpe. “Vamos chicos pueden hacer algo fuerte, ¡queremos ver u buen beso francés!,” dijo Julieth al tomar la nuca de su marido y ayudarlo a aumentar la intensidad del beso y ambos hombres se besaron intensamente abriendo la boca y metiendo la lengua.
My New Bratty Mistress
My owner of 2 years went to work in the States and rather than leaving me alone, She gave me to a friend. I’m 60 years old and my new Femdom Goddess is 19! It’s one thing being ruled by someone near your own age but being ruled by someone a third your age is very strange. My new Femdom Goddess is very new to the lifestyle but a quick learner. We discovered early on that she has a sadistic side and that she is also very bratty at times which makes me bite my lip often.
Trouble is, my last Owner ordered me to serve Femdom Goddess Kim, my new Owner in whatever way She wants. So I have no other option but to be Kim’s bitch until Mistress returns and takes Ownership of me again. My new femdom goddess is starting to find Her way as She learns more about being my Owner. Goddess also speaks to my last Mistress when She wants advice on different ways to make my life hard. She loves showing me off to Her Friends and they all have a lot of fun ordering me around, using me and making me perform like a pet dog. The shame and humiliation at being at the beck and call of someone so much younger than I am is incredible! I have an almost permanent erection.
My young and beautiful femdom goddess told me that She was having some Girlfriends over last weekend and She expected me to be on my best behavior or else! I left work early on Friday and went to help Her prepare for Her get together. As usual when I arrive, I am stripped and made to crawl to where Femdom Goddess is and She fits my collar and leash. I am then plugged either laying across Her lap or standing with my legs apart and Mistress looking into my face and laughing as I wince when She forces my butt plug in my anus. Mistress is not a gentle Owner and I always leave feeling used and sore after our sessions together.
Once all the preparations for the get together were done, Mistress decided to have a little play session with me. She had me fix up Her spare bedroom as a BDSM room with various hooks fitted into the ceiling and walls. Tonight She decided to bend me over the bench and face fuck me with a strapon while She flogged my arse. I was then allowed to lick Her to orgasm. After, I ran Her a bath and washed Her hair, back and feet. Once we were done, I dried Her off and then had a quick shower before She chained me to the bottom of Her bed and we both went to sleep.
My Wife’s Transformation Into A Femdom
My Femdom wife and I have just returned to our house after a lovely dinner. It is still early in the evening and I have no idea what she has in store for me. As I close the front door she whispers in my ear that she is going to get changed and that I should pour her a glass of Pinot Grigio. “Bring the wine into the living room, disrobe completely and assume the position,” my femdom instructed me. “Stand with your legs slightly apart and fingers interlaced behind your head for your inspection,” she said.
I find her wine in the fridge and pour her a glass. Returning to the living room I set down the wine and undress, wondering if I should take off my boxer shorts and reveal my hidden secret. I had decided to put on my cock ring before our dinner knowing that I would be too hard to get it on once I was in her presence. Throwing caution to the wind, I decide it would be best to follow her instructions and disrobe completely, fearing harsher punishment if I didn’t. My Femdom Goddess returns, seductively walking down the stairs making sure I see her thigh-high stockings and garters gliding out from underneath her silk robe. Her stocking and garters are black with black high heels that accentuate her lovely legs and taut ass. Her robe is tied at the waist, and her breasts are high, as if they are being pushed up just waiting for me to suckle her hard nipples through the black silk. “I see you can follow some direction, my pet!” As she turns the corner of the staircase she can see my cock ring and her seductive attitude hardens into a scowl of disappointment. “Did I instruct you to put on any sex toys?” She hisses…
“No Mistress!” “Did you assume that I wanted that ring on you? Or did you want it on for your own pleasure?”, my Femdom said. I start to reply when she holds up her hand and says ‘Silence!” Walking behind me, she pushes her silk encased body against me and reaches around with her hands pinching and stroking my chest and nipples. Her right hand suddenly swings swiftly down and smacks my rock hard cock making it bounce down to my thigh and back up to my belly.
The Femdom Student And Her Submissive Professor
The cleaning session lasted a long time. I was administered three enemas by Jessica. Then she washed me at length. Her soapy hands on my body made me regain a certain vigor and the beautiful redhead did not deprive herself of a few strokes of my cock. She finished by carefully shaving my hairline: “Our Femdom Mistress adores a smooth hairline. And I think she has a nice surprise for you during your slave training. Well…maybe not now…but I confess I cannot wait to see the surprise.” I looked at her and she came closer and pressed her body against mine. She put her mouth on mine and we exchanged a long deep kiss during which she grabbed my cock and masturbated me very slowly. We obviously liked each other a lot.
was on cloud 9. Michelle was right. Jessica had been fantasizing about me since the beginning of the year and I would’ve never thought I would have the opportunity to experience these moments with her. She drew back a little bit still holding onto my cock. “You heard what Mistress Michelle said. I am her submissive but I am also your superior and you owe me respect and obedience. I like you very much.”
You will also please me and I hope I will have the opportunity of abusing you often. Kneel my bitch. Eat my pussy …” I obeyed her immediately, too glad to taste it again. Jessica stood with one foot on the edge of the bath. I kneeled on the floor and burrowed my face between her thighs and I tasted her very slowly. It is in this position that Mistress Michelle found us, “Are you’re both obsessed with each other or what?” My pet, kneel in the middle of the room with your hands behind your back.” As for you my bitch get on that chair!!!”, said Mistress Michelle. Michelle had not shouted. No need. Her hard and authoritarian voice was enough to make us obey. I took the position she ordered and Jessica positioned herself with her belly on the leather armchair with her thighs open and ass up in the air. Mistress Michelle approached her very slowly.
“Usually I punish you without tying you up.” But between your cries of passion just now and the fact that you got your pussy eaten out like a whore without my permission, I think you deserve a true correction, what do you think my bitch?” “Whatever you want, Mistress Michelle. I am your dog, punish me, I deserve it.”
The Femdom Dominatrix And Her Submissive Professor-3
“You two are like two bitches in heat … all you can think about is kissing each other! Real whores!
Michelle swapped her phone for a black whip which she nonchalantly caressed the divine ass of Jessica before whipping her perfectly shaped ass. “Stand up slut … you disgust me! You’re a real bitch and will be punished for your enjoyment. You did not think once of your femdom mistress when you were getting screwed by that submissive dog. I saw it! Believe me, you’re going to get it now. YOU ARE MINE AND MINE ALONE, YOU THINK ONLY OF ME, YOU WILL ENJOY ONLY FOR ME! Go clean yourself up..get out of my sight. Michelle said howling at Jessica in a visible rage.
I wasn’t sure whether she was faking it or not. In any case, the mark of the whip was clearly visible on Jessica’s ass. As for me, I was lying on the floor with my dick handing out which I didn’t think would work to my advantage.
I had only one desire, to fuck. But I knew Michelle had other plans for me. She approached me and laid her foot directly on my genitals, hard enough to make me groan, which was actually hurting me. “Now you are mine!” You accepted my offer and that slut Jessica. So you agree to become my submissive. That was the deal. And I recorded and created a backup of everything. I advise you to not back out of the deal. I don’t think the Dean of Students would enjoy seeing a video of a professor kissing one of his students”, Michelle said. Michelle, I don’t….”Michelle pressed harder on my groin and said, “You belong to me now!” It’s Mistress Michelle every time you address me. And you only talk if you have been asked to, am I clear my little pet?” Yes Mistress Michelle, crystal clear!” I didn’t know what to think. I lived what I had desired and fantasized about for years. But I was afraid. Afraid of everything that could change in my life.
The Femdom Student And Her Submissive Professor-2
We were all sitting on the leather sofa. Michelle’s (my dominatrix student) hand was on my thigh while Jessica was facing me. I could not stop staring at the sexual creature who was flaunting herself in front of me. Nor could I ignore the hand of the most exciting student I’ve ever had moving up my thigh. My body was frozen by the massive influx of hormones, fantasies and thoughts of regulations against student-teacher fraternizing. Michelle’s mouth approached my ear and her voice brought me back to the moment.
“I’ve seen you watching her since the beginning of the semester. I know she excites you and you probably fantasize about her. This little dog has been my submissive for six months. She belongs to me. I’ll give her to you. On one condition..”
I took a moment to reflect on her words. I knew that if I still had a chance to leave and didn’t want to jeopardize my career as a professor and jeopardize my family, I had to get up and go. Right NOW! “What is it?” I said. “I offer her to you if you offer yourself to me. She excites you but for me, it is you that excites me. I want you. You are going to be my male whore, my sub, my sexual object. I am a Dominatrix and I want you. I have thought about this since the first time I saw you. I want to train you and will train you.”
The Femdom Student And Her Submissive Professor
Prelude:
This story is that of a rebirth, a descent to Hell to know Heaven. May these words make your imagination run wild. May they excite you, whether you are a Femdom Mistress or a sub. Live the life or fantasize about it….you choose.
The Beginning of My Journey Into Submission
Two months had gone by since I started teaching an Investigative journalism class at the university. During this time, I was trying to remove any stereotypes students had about our profession that most people believed about journalists. I graduated from the school of journalism here too and was a happy college student who enjoyed the leisure events Syracuse had to offer. I was in charge of teaching two classes, three hours each and had 30 students per class. The majority of the students dreamed of becoming the next Megyn Kelly. Some would never become good journalists and others would quit within the first year of their studies. By this time, I had my favorite students. Michelle was my favorite student of all.
She was brunette with tan skin and wasn’t the most beautiful girl in class, but she was the one that exuded the most energy. Michelle was also the only one I could not stare at too long before she looked right through me and saw my most shameful secrets. In my opinion, she was absolutely brilliant. She knew how to write and tell captivating stories with her powerful words. Michelle had a sidekick, Jessica. Her roommate from what I know. Redheaded with a body and face like Gianna Michaels, I often masturbated to the thought of them wearing the most sensual outfits like in a Femdom tube in the evening in my hotel room.