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Mistress’ first submissive [F20/M20]

I am proud to say that I never was particularly ashamed of my sexuality in general. On the contrary, typically for a slightly ignorant kid, I felt above those I deemed as being subjugated and repressed. While my girlfriends were terrified of being labeled a slut, I was genuinely distasted by their train of thoughts.

“I am going to do exacly what I want, when I want it, and how I want it!“

— 18-year-old me.

I’m not this overconfident now, by the way. A mistress or not – life teaches you humility. It is not to say that I valued being sexually adventurous in itself. I simply never accepted making the sacrifice of something so innocent and natural in the name of outdated beliefs that were intended to control women.

Make sure no one finds out what kind of porn you watch
All this showoff rebellion was only up to a point. I was not fully aware of what femdom or being a Mistress is yet, but the inclination was growing. While venturing through pornhub categories I’d often watch BDSM videos. Usually of maledom type, since this is always what you find first. I’d always reimagine the scene with roles reversed, though. It wasn’t long before I learned what pegging is, and that’s when I started being embarrassed about my kink. Read more »

Femdom High-protocol [Femdom][BDSM]

For some slaves, only strict and narrowly defined rules work. This type of submissive will have difficulties showing their dedication and effort if they are stripped of the structure that high-protocol provides. I enjoy slaves that show creativity and willingness in finding new ways to please me. I do understand, however, that laying out easy-to-understand rules is necessary for some.

Keep in mind, that the rules below are only exemplary guidelines. There’s no universal set of rules that work of everyone. At the beginning of each relationship involving a contract, rules need to be mutually negotiated. Otherwise, it’s abuse, not BDSM.

1. Slave’s masturbation and chastity
The slave will restrain from pleasuring himself without Mistress’s permission.

Mistress will lock a slave in a remotely controlled chastity cage of a Mistress’s choice.

The slave will have the right to remove their chastity cage when he is in danger such as medical situation.

Removing the chastity device or tampering with it automatically qualifies for harsh discipline (see punishments clause).

The slave will ask for permission before posting anything on sex-related websites and apps. Read more »

A succubus corrupting influence [F/M] [fpov] [corruption]

Chapter one: The succubus and the sleeping beauty.

Hi! This will be a strange tale of otherworldly influence, mind control, corruption, bdsm, voyeurism and exhibitionism and much, much more. Every character engaging in sexual activities will, of course, be over 18. I am writing this mostly for my own sake, but I sincerely hope you enjoy it, and would appreciate constructive critiscism. It will be off to a slowish start, and increase in pace as the story goes on.

Please, enjoy!

The inky, smoky shape traverses the dark ceiling without sound nor scent. It nestles in the corner of the ceiling, right above the bed. It almost seems to purr as its smoky tendrils vibrate, coiling up around its shape. It has no name, or if it has one, it is long forgotten by both man and itself. That fact does not bother it.

It cares little about names, only about pleasure. Sinful pleasure, some might call it, pleasures of the flesh, but it has no morals. It has been drawn here tonight by one thing, and one thing only: unfulfilled, repressed depravity, waiting for a trigger to unleash it. Read more »

[M4M][Trans4M][CB4M](Neon lights) Dangerous Love. 💜

Hello I’m 18+ so 18+ or 20+ please.

“All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God. Don’t you stop, Somethin’ ’bout you makes me wanna do things that I shouldn’t.Took 45 minutes to get
all dressed up. An we ain’t even gonna make it to this club. Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudged. Innocent little princess caught in your web.”
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As my watch read 5:06pm I sighed in relief knowing my shift was too end soon. From the corner of my eyes I could feel you gazing upon me but paid no mind. You’ve been doing this for months an quite honestly I have no idea why. **Did I do something to offend you?** You never said anything, You just stared. After 24 minutes my shift was over and it was time to head to my second job. Clocking out and going out to my car I drove off to the club. Little did I know, You owned that club and that you and your men where to meet there with a rival gang and I would be the entertainment requested for that night. Finding out I work there after your meeting your inclined to””correct”” your hiring managers behavior for not running me by you first. Calling me to your office. Our story begins. Read more »

From passion to pain, part 34 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)

My hand was wrapped around Ally’s throat as I ground my hips into hers, filling her tight, wet pussy with my cock. The motion of my hips wasn’t particularly aggressive by itself, but having control of the bloodflow to the pleasure processing section of Ally’s brain was a delightfully devilish mark of ownership. The caramel skinned brunette was breathing shallow and quick as she did her best to grind her hips to mine. I hadn’t left much room to allow Ally to add her own motion to our fucking, as my body pinned her to the bed. “Oh, fuck! My fuckdoll’s pussy feels so good squeezing master’s cock.” I removed my hand from Ally’s throat, both so she could catch her breath and to allow her to engage in some dirty talk of her own. Ally took deep breaths and closed her eyes as I worked my hips faster “Mmmgm, master you fuck your slut so good. Please, don’t stop, master.” Ally started moaning and sneaked her hand between us to rub her clit. I slapped her cheek, forcing her mouth open and put my own mouth to hers. I invaded her with my tongue, as she grunted in surprise by the aggression in my kissing. I slowed my thrusting and Ally whimpered into my mouth, clearly upset that I had slowed. I had felt the tight brunette start tensing as her orgasm neared and denied her release. She desperately drove her hips towards me, humping mostly the air as I withdrew from her. I pulled my lips from hers and before she could speak, returned my hand to her throat. “Did master give you permission to cum, slut?” Ally shook her head, her eyes filled with longing and disappointment. I slapped her again and she squirmed, anticipating something more. “Then why did my fuckpet think she could cum?” Ally’s eyes darted from my hand to my face, then rolled back like she was searching for words. I released her and she finally had the opportunity to speak. “I’m sorry, master. But you know your slut loves to cum. My clit got needy and I got carried away. Please let me make it up to you, master.” I nodded an approval and allowed her to slip out from under me as I flipped over. Read more »

From passion to pain, part 33 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)

“Does my good little slut like her ass being filled for her master?” Ally had one of those heart shaped, bedazzled butt plugs in her asshole, buried to the stopper. “Yes, master. It hurts so good to get my ass stretched for you.” I nodded at her and gently ran my hands along the sides of her perfectly plump ass cheeks, making Ally sigh under her breath. “That’s master’s good whore.” *smack* I hit the outside of both sides of her bum simultaneously, forcing her cheeks to engulf the hard edge of the plug for a moment. I felt Ally grimace at the action, before settling into the sensation. “That was different, master. But, in good way.” The brunette had turned her head to meet my gaze and held it with conviction. She was telling the truth, the sensation was pleasing and she wanted more. “Was it now, my little fucktoy?” Ally nodded slowly, continuing to lock her brown eyes with mine. *smack!* Harder this time, the ripples across her skin closed her ass around the plug twice with one spank. Ally whimpered softly and put her face into the pillow, but I knew she was only asking for more by preparing for the next blow to her bum. I spanked her ass again, but this time squeezed her cheeks together, elongating the way the hard edge of the plug dug into her flesh. Ally cried out as she squirmed in place, but she didn’t pull away. Ally wiggled her ass at me gently – tauntingly – begging for another slap across her pert bum. I obliged her with the hardest smack yet, causing Ally’s caramel skinned frame to jump in place, as her ass began to redden. “Thank you for hurting your slut, master.” I turned her head sideways via her long, charcoal locks before I spoke. “You might want to save your thanks until master is finished with you, painslut.” Ally shivered under my hand, a whimper escaping her lips. Read more »

A Slut with no name (part 1) [intro BDSM] [anal] [oral]

A mermaid bar. Now, that’s a great idea. The glass ceiling allowing everyone to see the beautiful half naked women with fake fish tails swimming, moving their curvaceous bodies all over, It quickly became the attraction of a town, let’s face it, dull at best.

I decided to spend every Friday night enjoying the views. A cup of coffee, a drink, and a good look at the night life. Human behavior is fascinating, and it’s always nice to watch the seducing game- the prey versus predator, because, let’s face it, to a degree, that’s what it is.

I had been enjoying a beer and a coffee for about a half an hour when she walked in. Black heels, very delicate ankles, and legs that were well toned and tanned, a skirt just above her knees and an ass that drew anyone’s eyes. My head never moved away from my book, but I took notice.

She sat on one of the two empty stools, and ordered herself a vodka. Her eyes were dark, and had the warm look of an innocent rabbit mixed with the darkness and hidden threat of a Tigress on the prowl. Was she looking for a tamer or a prey to devour? Maybe both? Read more »

The Business Trip, Part 4 (femdom) (bdsm) (humiliation) (F40/m43)

He rolled over and reached for his phone, the same way he did every morning. 6:15AM. Within a second, he received what looked like a duplicate notification on his lock screen. The subject line was unassuming enough, simply ‘What’s Next.’ He was still wiping the sleep from his eyes when panic set in. The second message at 6:15AM was just as she said, to his work email address. He quickly unlocked the phone, glanced over the message and replied ‘yes Mistress’ in an effort to make sure the next part of her threat didn’t come to light.

He then composed himself as much as possible, and re-read the message. As he read the steps, it was the first time he truly felt the pain of the chastity pouch in which he was locked. His cock always swelled when he was given orders to follow, this time it felt as if it was being ripped to shreds as it tried. He showered, prepped and packed the bag just as he was told. The previous night, he hadn’t realized how little the hotel robe actually covered up only landing about midway on his thigh. He again passed no one in the halls, and the changes at the front desk went remarkably easy. The elevator door opened, he got in and pressed 15. When he arrived on the floor, he stood in front of the door and breathed deeply. He wasn’t sure what the fate was behind that door, but he knew it was his only option. Read more »

Amelia & David – Part 2 (Couples, Intro BDSM)

After that great night Alex and I shared with Amelia, we knew she went home to David good and satisfied, but would she ever be the same again?

About a week later, Amelia called me to have a conversation.

“I have an idea to run by you,” Amelia said.

“Tell me more.”

“Ok, what if we repeat last weekend but include David?”

“I love the idea,” I said, “but I doubt you could convince David to go for it.”

“Well, if I can get him on board, maybe no swap or soft swap, would you guys be interested?”

“Yes, of course, there isn’t much Alex and I wouldn’t explore and experience.”

“Ok, great.”

After a few days, Amelia called back and said David was interested but with the standard apprehensions of not wanting anything to do with Alex’s dick. We could abide by that limit.

Saturday night started with a delicious dinner date and Amelia was giddy the entire time. Alex and I previously discussed playing a game after dinner similar to ‘follow the leader.’ We know Amelia is struggling with the vanilla aspect of David, so maybe this will help break some of the ice and apprehension he has. Read more »