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.

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.

Barista Basics [FM] [Fdom]

I’ve spent the better part of my 20’s as a barista at everyone’s favorite national coffee chain. It was a way to help support me through college and has been my primary source of income while I search for a job in my field of expertise. I’ll admit; I’ve gotten pretty good over the years. You won’t find a better cappuccino than the ones I make!

I enjoy wearing flirtatious outfits to work. You’ll usually find me in a skirt or dress of some sort to complement the aprons we’re required to wear. If you’re looking for the perfect cup of coffee, look no further. Do you like hot or iced? Sweet? Are you looking for an afternoon pick-me-up or something that’s going to keep you awake until tomorrow? I’ve got just the thing for you.

When I met my gorgeous partner, one of the first things he admitted to me was how he’d had a barista fantasy. Sometimes he’ll come into work and I’ll tease him. Pulling my skirt up a little too high or showing a bit too much cleavage than what would be considered professional. My favorite move is winking at him as he’s watching me make something new to try. It’s his own fault, really, for admitting he had kinky thoughts about the cute barista behind the counter (me).

Sylvia and Al [FM] [Femdom] [Hypnosis] Pts 3 & 4

**Part 3**

Emily left me twitching and moaning all night, foot porn looping in front of me. The vibrating fleshlight kept bringing me to the edge and the cock ring kept me there, unable to cum. I lost track of time waiting for the phone to ring. I was almost surprised when it did end up ringing.

If I had been able to look away from the porn on my television, I would have noticed that it was daylight outside. I answered the phone to hear her sweet voice, “Hi there, foot-boy. How are you feeling?” I could only groan in response. “Mmmm, good boy. How do you feel about my feet today?”

“Please let me suck your toes, Mistress,” I moaned. “The thought of your toes in my mouth makes my dick so hard.”

“Feel my toes in your mouth and your tongue running up and down my soles and release yourself for me now.”

Sylvia and Al [FM] [Femdom] [Hypnosis]

**Part 1**

Silvia and I had been together for about six months. I met her through a friend of my sister. We both attended a party put on by our mutual friend and hit it off pretty well. It didn’t hurt that she was smoking hot. About 5’4”, curly, raven-black hair, large tits for her frame, perky in that impossible way that’s exclusive to 21-year-old girls. She stood atop a pair of shapely legs that supported the roundest, firmest, sexiest ass I had ever seen. Before her, I was exclusively a tit man, but after Silvia, I find myself believing in the philosophies of Sir Mix-a-Lot.

It didn’t take long before we were in a committed relationship. We were hot for each other, so we were soon having sex regularly. The sex was vanilla, but satisfying, though it was apparent we both had unfulfilled fantasies we hadn’t talked about yet. A couple months in, Silvia suggested using hypnosis add a little spice to our sex-life. At first, I thought she was just talking about some roleplay. It turns out she was for real. She told me a hypnosis unit in Psych class piqued her interest and she did some research online and discovered all sorts of uses for recreational hypnosis in the bedroom.

Blacklight [FM] [Fdom]

My favorite part of the holidays was when my mother would take me to look at the Christmas lights. We usually didn’t go anywhere special. It was us driving around when dusk would break and we’d admire our neighbor’s decorations as they illuminated the entirety of the street. Houses would be covered in a spectacle of rainbows and artwork. Rudolph would be on roofs and blow-up Santas riding Harleys. Our family always put up icicle lights and it was comforting going to sleep with them shining through the blinds. Never enough to keep me awake, just enough to keep the magic of winter alive.

The joy of those memories followed me to adulthood and I’ve kept various light-themed decorations around my home. One of the first things most people notice when they walk inside is the occasional lava lamp tucked into the ledges.

The corridor leading to the bedroom and through the living room has three large chalkboard circles painted that are constantly rotating through my favorite quotes. I currently have a Tolkien quote that I put up last week. “Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment.” The living room is vast with a wooden woven couch tucked away in the corner. I have paintings hanging up but there’s still some blank space that could use a little love.

School Bus [mf] [fDom] [exh] [huml] [reluc] [shoe]

I had been late getting ready this morning. Classes started too damn early in high school.

Bags under my eyes, hair wet, with my thick glasses, long sweatshirt, and tight jeans, I took a window seat in the middle of the bus. The popular kids walked right on by as I blew clouds onto the chilly, clattering window. I didn’t want to talk to anybody this morning. I hadn’t had time to masturbate, and this early break from my routine had already put me on edge.

The seat warmed under my body and yet more jocks huddled in the back, as yet more nerds sat solitarily in front. I liked a few from either crowd, but didn’t fit in with any groups. I was a drifter, no center of attention yet not unwelcome either, and the middle seats were the fringes where I roamed. But while I wasn’t part of any group, I wasn’t totally alone, either.

Seduced by my host mom while studying abroad: part 7 [MF]

Part 1 is an obligatory read: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9re9h8/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_mf/w

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9rqpjw/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_part/

Part 3: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9s1jwl/seduced_by_mom_host_mom_while_studying_abroad/

Part 4: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9sffi2/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_part/

Part 5: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9srr4v/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_part/

Part 6: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9wbw3i/seduced_by_my_host_mom_while_studying_abroad_part/

I can’t post a pic of her without her permission… it’s just not gonna happen. I will say, however, that Maritza Mendez’s body, proportions, and look/style are extremely similar to Mary’s… Mary’s tits are not quite as gigantic though, and her aereolas are smaller. Her face is obviously different. Otherwise, the resemblance is almost scary… I had to do a double take when I first saw those pics: https://www.imagefap.com/pictures/3872923/Maritza-Mendez For the purposes of telling this story, I’ve changed our names: Mike (me), and Mary (her).

This is an account of the time I visited Mary after my freshman year in college. I was 19 and she was 39 at the time.

[M]y first submission to a [F]emale happened at Burning Man

y first experience submitting to a female dominant makes a good first story. It happened at Burning Man several years ago. I was riding an art car, this one was a large bus with one of the long sides completely removed so people could hop on. All the seats were removed and replaced with pillows and blankets.

I saw one girl being … admired .. by two guys. It looked like a couple amateurs trying to submit to a seasoned femdom. Granted, I didn’t have much experience with male submission to compete with them, but by this point had plenty of experience in BDSM and Dom/sub activities in the reverse role (it had simply been much easier to find partners or girlfriends that wanted to submit).

I made my way to her, and made some confident sounding soundbite — I don’t remember exactly what I said but the gist was I thought I knew I could outperform the current guys. She suggested I try worshipping her, starting at her feet, and within a couple minutes she dismissed the other two guys.