My Slave Trainining Continued

When my mistress femdom returned I could only hear the click of her heels around me. I had stayed in place and now felt anxious about her next desire. “I want to waste no time with you pet as I am excited to mold you to my desires. You presented yourself well when we first met earlier today and now it is time that you are made to feel your new owner. I may only own you when you are here and when your Lady needs a break but when I do…it will be fully. Do you understand?”

The Femdom Village (3)

Stacy and her submissive husband George had been allowed to live in the femdom village in Mineral, CA. They were both owners of a popular ice creamery and when they found out they were allowed to live in the femdom village, they were excited to bring their unique flavors of ice cream to the popular town. Also, it seemed fitting since after George’s infidelity, George had become Stacy’s personal slave.

The association had to approve the request of any person that wanted to move to the town. The requirements were not only were they suppose to practice the femdom lifestyle but they also had to contribute to the community. The dominant ladies of the association recognized the positive contribution the ice cream parlor would make to the community and decided to give the couple permission to move. The couple bought a coffee shop that they planned on remodeling as an ice cream parlor and planned on living on the second floor of the coffee shop in a vacant apartment.
Stacy would manage the business while George, her submissive husband, would make the ice cream at night. Stacy decided to hire a couple of very attractive young men to work as waiters in that establishment. “I thought I would be your waiter,” George said but Stacy slapped her submissive husband and said, “Don’t worry, I have a job for you, you won’t have to wait tables dear,” said Stacy proudly. In the early morning, she showed her submissive husband his new job. He would pull the ice cream cart around town like a rickshaw, Elenor, the college student Stacy hired who was the mayor’s niece and looking for part-time work during her summer vacation would assist in selling ice cream and promoting the store.

That poor guy on the train last night [Str8] [Fdom] [huml]

A: hay gurrl!!

M: hey whatsup? hungover??

A: lol totally…

M: omg you will not believe what happened on the train after you left!

A: tell me?

M: so we were taking the last train home right, and there’s no one there except the three of us and this creepy dude

M: and he’s totally staring at Rebecca, like kept staring at her tits, thinking we won’t notice

A: lol no way, what a creep!! god hate it when they do that

M: probably just a horny teenager though… well Rebecca is quite drunk right, and she’s like “i’m going to go up to him” and we’re telling her to just ignore him, but she ain’t havin any of it

M: so she gets up and sits down right in front of the guy and starts like sexy licking her finger and shit, staring at the dude, saying shit like “ooh yeahh do you like this?”

A: oh dear…

M: the dude is pretending to not notice her and just on his phone, and Rebecca is all groping herself like some porn star, really getting into it

My first experience with femdom [FM]

Some information first. Earlier this week me and my girlfriend(I’ll use the pseudonym “Mary”) were at my house talked about kinks and such. Specifically, I told her about my fetish for femdom and pegging and all these things that I had never shared with anyone. She embraced the idea and that night she tied me to the bed and I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life. This is not the story of that night, that will be saved for a later date.

Fast forward a couple of days. We’re at her house as it’s closer to college and we have class in the morning. It’s around 8 PM and we’re both just playing on our phones or checking social media for a while. After a few minutes of this Mary starts playing with herself, I caught her as I felt the trembling of her legs, and asked if she needed help. She laughed a little wondering if I was joking and said “You can suck me while I’m on my phone”. And so I did.

[MF] [Fanfiction] Filburt’s Postmodern Wife Part 4 [Furry/Anthro, Endosomatophilia, Voyeurism, Mind Control, Marriage, Interspecies, Fellatio, BDSM, Religion Bashing, Femdom, S&M, Mud, Scat, Vomit, Urine, Foot Fetish, Body Worship, Cunnilingus, Anal, Body Odor, Sausages, Nursery Rhymes, etc]

PART 4

“So TELL me, Filburt; would you say that you don’t…well…DESERVE a wife like me, so to speak?” Hutchison asked Filburt, sitting right next to him on his bed and crossing her (once again mouthwateringly long and slender) legs as she teasingly stretched out her nipples one after the other using a combination of the aforementioned nipple rings and her trusty hook hand.

“Yeah…it APPEARS it’s just as my lovely Missus Hutchison SAID…” Filburt began, scratching his chin and hanging his head in shame. “I’m just a PEST…(Rocko and Heffer glance over at each other in a very hypocrisy-realizing fashion as they continue manning Hutchison’s behavioral control cockpit)…no, I’m not just a pest, I’m a total fucking PIG!”

“ISN’T THAT RIGHT, MISSUS HUTCHISON?! IF I’M A FUCKING SNIVELING KOSHER PIG, YOU CAN SAY SO!” Filburt suddenly broke out into yet ANOTHER ridiculously massive ear-to-ear smile and began yelling and screaming with masochistic excitement, already reaching straight down underneath his bedsheets with his ever-so-trusty right hand and stroking his delightfully big and scaly blue penis with it.

Prince or Slave? [Femdom]

The tile of the courtyard felt hard on my bare feet. I was naked but for the chains which bound my hands and feet and the slave collar locked around my neck. I was a prince of arabia, of a kingdom conquered by my captors, but now I was a slave as well.

The girl who held me in bondage was not intimidating. Yet it had been she who had captured me. She had a lithe, acrobatic body which seemed more befitting of a harem dancer than a warrior and wore modest black robes that left her face uncovered unlike the women of my country.

“Heel, dog” she said, and cracked her whip against the back of my legs. I fell to the ground, my knees scraping on the floor.

A small audience surrounded us, aliyah’s sisters in arms. They eyed me up and down as aliyah abused me. “I am no dog,” I spat. “I am a prince and a warrior and I will never bow to foreign filth”

I barely finished speaking before I was struck on my back with aliyah’s whip. “Don’t listen to him,” she said. “He’s freshly caught and has yet to be broken in.”

Lane & Lace [mf][panty fetish][femdom]

“Didn’t I tell you not to move?”

Lane cringed hearing Marc’s words, his breath stirring her hair as he whispered softly against the shell of her ear.

She’d been caught.

He had left her standing in the living room, blindfolded and waiting for a surprise. He’d been gone for so long she’d started to get restless, peeking under the edge of the soft silk wrapped loosely around her face. Trying to catch a glimpse of whatever Marc had planned, hoping a clue would be sitting right out in the open for her to sneak a glance at.

The feeling of Marc’s body pressed against hers sent a shiver running down her spine. The skin of her chest and shoulders blazed with a fiery blush at both his proximity and for being caught trying to peek. He brushed a hand over one bare shoulder, a light caress towards her elbow. Catching her hand in his own, she smiled as he guided her to him, pressing her palm onto his already erect cock.

Lane & Lace [femdom][mf]

Lane and Lace, originally published in the Feb/Mar issue of Bust Magazine, is now on my site to read for free.

[READ IT HERE](http://alexslaine.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/lane-and-lace_Alex-Slaine.pdf?utm_source=Unknown+List&utm_campaign=19fa9392bc-EMAIL_CAMPAIGN_2018_07_21_11_25&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_-19fa9392bc-)

It is a short, 900 word story with some role reversal and an (expensive) panty fetish…

xoxo

Lane & Lace [femdom][mf][panty fetish]

Lane and Lace, originally published in the Feb/Mar issue of Bust Magazine, is now on my site to read for free.

[READ IT HERE](http://alexslaine.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/lane-and-lace_Alex-Slaine.pdf?utm_source=Unknown+List&utm_campaign=19fa9392bc-EMAIL_CAMPAIGN_2018_07_21_11_25&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_-19fa9392bc-)

It is a short, 900 word story with some role reversal and an (expensive) panty fetish…

xoxo

I wasn’t good today [mf] [femdom] [long]

I wasn’t good today.

Mama was not happy.I didn’t know what I did wrong at the beginning but as soon as we got to our room I understood.

As soon as the door close behind us mama told me not to move.

I was concerned from her not talking to me on the way and unhappy face and I didn’t want to upset her more. She went for her bag and told me to be silent and look in front of me.

When she finally came back she told me to open my mouth and that’s when I understood what I did wrong : she put a pacifier in my mouth. Oh my God.

This means she thought I behaved like a baby. It got me to think so fast…

Maybe I should have been more straight and less shy in our conversation… maybe I should have been quieter and not play with my hands when she was getting a phone call, trying to hold her hand..

maybe I just was not serious when she wanted me to… now I got it. Out of the bedroom mama wanted me to be more serious. I was immature and mama was telling me that. I deserved to be punished.