My Master [MM + BDSM]

My Master’s bed is firm against my back. The rope he chose is soft on my wrists, but binds them securely to the headboard; his are the only hands that will touch my body tonight. My knees are bent and my legs splayed apart, as he instructed, leaving me vulnerable and open for him. He kneels at my side, eyeing me with admiration, his slick finger poised at my entrance. I am naked, exposed, completely at his mercy. It is such a wonderful place to be.

“Are you ready, my darling?” my Master asks, his voice quiet and expectant.

I shiver in anticipation. “Yes, Sir. I’m ready.”

He smiles approvingly and touches his soft, wet, fingertip to my entrance; I shudder at the cold contact. He lingers for a moment, his finger resting against me, neither retreating nor pushing forward.

“You’re tense,” he says. His tone is neutral, neither disapproving nor sympathetic. A simple statement of fact.

“I’m sorry, Master,” I mumble, avoiding his eyes.

“Hush, pet. It’s alright,” he reassures me, his voice softening. “You are doing well. I have faith in you.” He reaches out with his free hand, cupping it around my cheek. “Look into my eyes.”

Carol and James, part 5: Aftercare [MF] [gentlefemdom] [chastity]

[Reposted due to incorrect title]

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This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is the fifth and final part; in the previous instalment, Carol allowed James the honor of bringing her to orgasm. I hope you enjoy!

~~~

Carol’s moans tell you that she’s reaching her peak again; you keep licking until you’re sure you’ve brought her to orgasm, and then pause for breath. Your neck is stiff from holding your position so long, and your tongue and jaw ache from exertion. Your cock feels drained and overused even though you haven’t actually come – it flops against your stomach, half-erect more out of obligation than passion. The sheets beneath you are cold and damp with your sweat.

Carol reaches down and pats your thigh, panting heavily.

“That was… four, darling. Good job…” she says. “One more… to go…”

You make a muffled sound of complaint, and Carol lifts herself off your face slightly so you can speak.

Carol and James, part 4: Shrine [MF] [gentlefemdom]

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This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is part four of five; in the previous instalment, James was allowed to worship Carol’s body as a reward for his hard work. The fifth part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!

~~~

“Did you enjoy the worship, darling?” Carol asks softly.

“Yes, Miss Carol,” you murmur. “It was so wonderful to be allowed to please you.”

“It was, wasn’t it? It’s wonderful how much you desire my pleasure. It shows what a good servant you are. You exist to serve me. Isn’t that right?”

“That’s right, Ma’am. Just for you.”

“And I know the kind of pleasure you most want to give me most of all,” she continues. “You know as well, don’t you.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Fetch the die.”

Carol and James, part 3: Worship [MF] [gentlefemdom]

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This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is part three of five; in the previous instalment, James was released from chastity and he and Carol bathed together. The fourth part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!

~~~

Carol hops onto the bed, full of vigor, and pulls you on after her. You kneel in front of her once again as she sits cross-legged on the blanket.

Once you’re in position, she says “Oh, actually, I’ll need my phone. Can you fetch it from the nightstand?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” you say. You’re convinced that she’s just messing with you now, but you get up and get her phone without hesitation, handing it to her before taking up your kneeling position again.

“I’m just setting a timer,” she explains, tapping the screen. “There we go. Now then, James…” she lowers the phone and looks you in the eyes. “I’ve noticed you looking at me all evening. Sneaking glances when you think my back is turned, peeking when I’m undressed…”

Carol and James, part 2: Shower [MF] [gentlefemdom] [chastity]

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This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is part two of five; in the previous instalment, James completed his chores and was allowed to watch TV with Carol. The third part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!

~~~

You and Carol watch TV in silence, with her petting your hair from time to time. After a couple of episodes she switches it off and stands up.

“Shower time now, sweetheart,” she says, beckoning you towards the bathroom. You get to your feet and collect her discarded jeans and panties, putting them in the hamper before following her. Small acts of service like tidying up after Carol have become second nature at this point, and you rarely need to be reminded to perform them.

“Help me undress, pet?” Carol asks as you join her in the bathroom.

Carol and James, part 1: Chores [MF] [gentlefemdom] [chastity]

This is a story about a submissive man named James, and his partner Carol – a dominant woman with a gentle touch and an iron will. The story is written from James’s point of view, and takes place over one evening. This is part one of five; the second part will be published tomorrow. I hope you enjoy!

~ ~ ~

You finish scrubbing the last plate, and place it on the rack to dry as Carol enters the kitchen. She sidles up to you and winds her arms round your waist, making you gasp.

“All done?” she asks cheerfully, her chin leaning on your shoulder.

“Yes, Ma’am,” you answer breathlessly. She chuckles at the nervous anticipation in your voice.

“Good boy. Just the floor left to clean now, and then you can come watch TV.”

“Thank you, Ma’am,” you say, relishing the praise – it always sounds so perfect on her lips.

She draws back as if to leave, but grabs your butt and squeezes it tightly in one hand before turning and going back into the lounge. You just hold back a moan, but can’t stop your cock from twitching in its cage, roused by her aggressive touch. Still, you know better than to get your hopes up too soon. You turn your mind to your next task.