[OC] Letting Him Let Go [Gentle Femdom] [Orgasm Control] [Loving] [Femboy] [Part 2: because it’s ever so slightly too long]

[Continued from [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/kxgna1/oc_letting_him_let_go_gentle_femdom_orgasm/)]

“Will you do as I say tonight, hun? Will you be good for me? I want to make love to you, my lovely boy.”

She knew what those words would do to him before they left her lips. In the months of conversations they shared, riddled with questions and explanations, he had told her how he saw himself. Whether he was dressed this way or not, he was truly and completely hers. Now, seeing him as the work of art she’d cherished, cleaned and dressed tonight, she wanted nothing more than to make him hers. Ideas she usually backed away from, flooded her mind as she imagined how to gently and lovingly dominate this beautiful man in front of her. She needed to draw out his moans of pleasure and test the bounds of his devotion to her; the look of excitement and love in his eyes made her breath catch and her muscles clench once again.

[OC] Letting Him Let Go [Gentle Femdom] [Orgasm Control] [Loving] [Femboy] [Part 1: because it’s ever so slightly too long]

“Come baby, I think we’ve both had enough tonight.”

She could tell it had been a hard day for him. His new position at the engineering firm had been kicking his ass. Having recently graduated, it was taking longer than he anticipated to show his chops. Still, he had been pushing himself all month to deliver on the quarterly schedule.

She, on the other hand, had had a relaxed week with her design work. It had taken all her courage to start her own company after graduating, but days like this made her thankful for her decision. It was hard work being solely responsible for the success of her own vision; earlier this month she barely even noticed the long days they had been spending apart. This past week, as her schedule relaxed, she saw how their time apart had worn them both down.

Usually, he pampered her. Sweet kisses every time he walked by her home office, hot tea when he saw her mug was empty, warm embraces while they cooked food together, cute little butt grabs whenever she was in reach. He never quite tired of showing her that she was always on his mind. The past few weeks, it donned on her, had been quite different. He tossed and turned all night, his hugs felt weary and his naturally intimate and passion-igniting kisses had grown weak and tired. She knew he loved her, and she missed the closeness and warmth between them.

Letting Him Let Go [Gentle Femdom] [Orgasm Control] [Loving] [Femboy] [Part 2: because it’s ever so slightly too long]

[Continued from [part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kxgj2g/letting_him_let_go_gentle_femdom_orgasm_control/)]

“Will you do as I say tonight, hun? Will you be good for me? I want to make love to you, my lovely boy.”

She knew what those words would do to him before they left her lips. In the months of conversations they shared, riddled with questions and explanations, he had told her how he saw himself. Whether he was dressed this way or not, he was truly and completely hers. Now, seeing him as the work of art she’d cherished, cleaned and dressed tonight, she wanted nothing more than to make him hers. Ideas she usually backed away from, flooded her mind as she imagined how to gently and lovingly dominate this beautiful man in front of her. She needed to draw out his moans of pleasure and test the bounds of his devotion to her; the look of excitement and love in his eyes made her breath catch and her muscles clench once again.

Letting Him Let Go [Gentle Femdom] [Orgasm Control] [Loving] [Femboy] [Part 1: because it’s ever so slightly too long]

“Come baby, I think we’ve both had enough tonight.”

She could tell it had been a hard day for him. His new position at the engineering firm had been kicking his ass. Having recently graduated, it was taking longer than he anticipated to show his chops. Still, he had been pushing himself all month to deliver on the quarterly schedule.

She, on the other hand, had had a relaxed week with her design work. It had taken all her courage to start her own company after graduating, but days like this made her thankful for her decision. It was hard work being solely responsible for the success of her own vision; earlier this month she barely even noticed the long days they had been spending apart. This past week, as her schedule relaxed, she saw how their time apart had worn them both down.

Usually, he pampered her. Sweet kisses every time he walked by her home office, hot tea when he saw her mug was empty, warm embraces while they cooked food together, cute little butt grabs whenever she was in reach. He never quite tired of showing her that she was always on his mind. The past few weeks, it donned on her, had been quite different. He tossed and turned all night, his hugs felt weary and his naturally intimate and passion-igniting kisses had grown weak and tired. She knew he loved her, and she missed the closeness and warmth between them.

I want to fuck your girl and crush your soul [FFM] [Cuckold] [Lesbian] [Bisexual] [Femdom] [Humiliation]

You. Yes, you. Your girl is hotter than you. You dick is just okay and you know deep down you don’t please her. You’re insecure. You’re pathetic. You need someone to fuck your girl properly while berating you for being a little cuck bitch.

If you’re lucky, that someone is me.

I’m disgusted by your pitiful little cock, and I’m going to rip your manhood to shreds while giving your girl the orgasms she deserves for allowing you to fuck her.

Training to Perfection (Chapter Four) – [Fm] [Femdom] [cfnm][facesitting][pegging][orgasm control][cbt][chastity]

I woke up with a heavy sensation on my chest, and a slight ache in my knees which I had been resting on. My mind was groggy, as I opened my eyes to the darkness of the room, and the smell of leather. I could feel my sore jaw still pried open by the ball gag from earlier, and the butt plug which had felt uncomfortable in me earlier, was comfortably sitting inside me still. The weight I felt in between my legs from the chastity device reminded me of how I got here.

I was startled by the noise of keys interrupting the silence of the room I found myself in. I was shaking, still trying to recover from the earlier beating that I had received. The door creaked open, and I saw Mistress enter into the reflection of the mirror as she walked to my behind.

“I see that you’re awake now, boy.” Mistress stared at me with minimal expression through the mirror, giving me little clue as to how she was feeling or what she would do next.

[MF][FemDom][Public] Baristas-Part 2

Part two to my first story, part 1 is posted, check out my profile if you’d like to read. Bonus there’s pics of my wife on there, she loves feedback on her pics and the stories!

———–pt 2————

My boss interviewed two more people for the part time job opening after Alicia. Both seemed fine, but I was hoping Sophia would choose Alicia. On one hand I was nervous if she got hired, I wasn’t sure how to move forward after what happened before her interview. Did she want to date, be friends with benefits or should I act like nothing happened because we were coworkers? I have had a little experience with girls but it has been a while since I’ve done anything more than kiss. I started to think about this morning with Alicia, her body was absolutely incredible. I thought of her cleavage when she leaned over the counter to watch me finish making her drink, then I remembered her black lace bra. I was so close to seeing her nipples. What do her nipples look like?

“Johnny,” Sophia said loudly from across the bar.

I glanced over at her, “Sorry, long day”.

Vengeful Thighs [MF] [Str8] [Femdom] [Headscissor] [Knockout]

Grant and Faye aren’t the most competitive people. All in all, they were very relaxed folk who one would say “went with the flow.” They didn’t typically bicker, and rarely ever picked on one another. In almost every way they were a perfectly agreeable couple. There was one exception though. There is a silly card game they like to play together, called Cribbage. It is a simple one-on-one game but these two take it very, very, VERY seriously. Games will get nasty. Trash talking will ensue and tempers will flare. It seems like an odd thing to get worked up over, especially for such calm people. But this was their vice. Faye is a particularly good Cribbage player. In fact, she wins 9 out of 10 games, and she loves to remind Grant of that fact. She is downright ruthless. Whenever Grant does happen to win, however rare that may be, he has to reign in his gloating, or he risks initiating a full-on brawl. But he did like to have his fun at his wife’s expense. There was one game however, where he took things a bit too far, and he paid the price.

Teasing my subby friend [FF]

So I’ll start by telling a little about both of us. We have been good friends for a long time and we are both bisexual. She was initially very vanilla while I’m super into bdsm,femdom and anything leaning towards those types of kinks. I’ve been slowly introducing her into those kinks and she has been very receptive. I’m a switch and she is a sub so we match up very well.

The Rabbit Hole Part 16 [FF] [Hypnosis] [Mind Control] [BDSM] [Bondage] [Humiliation] [Exhibitionism]

**Chapter 16: Closure**

**Penny**

“Yes, I’d love some water. Thank you, Gloria,” said Penny. She put her hands in her lap nervously as Nadia’s family buzzed around her. Gloria zipped out of the room after getting everyone’s order. They were heating up after shopping downtown together for the last few touches before the wedding.

Penny turned and faced the room crowded with her inquisitors. Nadia never said she had a large family – and she didn’t – but sitting in a room of six new people, all of them staring at you, asking you questions, trying to figure out what’s wrong with you or why in the world Nadia would want to marry you, they started to feel like a mob. Penny did her best to control herself, to not use her powers at all. She wanted to be polite and get through the day. It didn’t matter if Nadia’s family didn’t approve of her. At the end of the day, Nadia would never leave her. It was impossible.