Taken by the Werewomen – Chapter 2 [Femdom] [Fantasy] [Bondage] [Teasing] [Cunnilingus] [Facesitting] [Stepped/Stomped On] [Biting]

Lisbeth walked ahead of Elias, holding the rope daintily. He couldn’t take his eyes off her swaying body. Her hips were wonderful, swinging back and forth. What was becoming of him? Once an aspiring warrior. Now? About to be the plaything of Werewolf women. This was all so strange… he wanted to ask her so many questions. But didn’t know where to begin.

Lisbeth led him into a large tent. Somehow, the moment they entered it became so warm. As if the air within and the air without were entirely separate. He kept watching her move. Had to look up to see her face. What had caused this height difference? She turned around and reached for the tent’s flap.

Elias breathed steadily. He was face to face with her bust. He stood very still as she moved slow, leaning forward, her arms going past him. She pulled the flap shut so they were within their own sanctuary. Within, it was dimly lit but Elias couldn’t tell where the light was coming from. Oranges and yellows. It was like the very fabric of the tent was giving off light.

Lisbeth walked away from him. Then turned back around, looking him up and down.

Memories of my neighbour. [MF] (interracial, rough, squirting, piss, femdom.)

Whenever I think of that night, the first thing I think of is her skin against my own, the contrast of my pale hands against her supple caramel skin, how the sweat glistened like dew on her breasts as she pushed further down on top of me. She pushed hungrily onto my cock, driving me deeper into her wet cunt. She held onto my shoulders so hard that her nails left small red crescents on my flesh. With each thrust down she would whimper and moan under her breath, the sweet honey of her pussy was dripping down her thighs and onto my stomach. She began to rock forward and back on top of me, her cunt was now squirting all over us both, covering me, reaching onto my chest and face. I could taste her juices on my lips, just as she was on the edge of cumming on my cock she slipped her pussy off me and stood above me. I was desperate and hungry for her as she lowered her pussy onto my mouth, grabbing my hair and squeezing her thighs hard onto my head, I couldn’t see or breathe, all I could think of was the soaked brown cunt being thrust onto my waiting mouth. I licked and savoured her like she was my last meal, and I would have been happy had that been the case.

The Huntress [FF][NC][Bd][Fdom][Tentacles]

“Dwight lookout!” Meg screamed as she pointed to the stunned deer that appeared around the bend. Dwight instinctually pulled the wheel to the left as the car’s tires screeched into the northern California moonlight. The laughter from moments ago turned into screams as the passengers felt a sense of weightlessness as the car fell through the air. Dwight gripped the steering wheel as tight as he could. He closed his eyes and prayed that everything would be ok. If it wasn’t for the pure gut wrenching fear he was experiencing, he could have almost laughed. This was just his luck. He knew it was too good to be true when Meg Thomas, the school’s star track runner, invited him to a Halloween party at her family’s cabin. He didn’t know why she asked him. Maybe this was just another attempt at humiliation, and he would be left naked in the woods again like his work retreat. Although, it was more than likely that it was due to him being one of the few people in their dorm with a vehicle. Dwight was always more cautious than careless. He was close to saying no, but the excited looks of Jake and Claudette changed his mind. Any other night would have been a no, this night just happened to be different. His thoughts were interrupted at the sound of crushing steel, shattering glass, and snapping wood. He felt himself turning over and over like laundry in a dryer. It was ear deafening loud, the pain was overwhelming, but then it was over.

Mistress of the Night: Halloween inspired scene including a vampire and her pet [ds] [femdom] [tg]

Inky blackness and dead silence. Awareness slowly creeps into the void. He first becomes aware of himself. His bare back against cotton sheets, and his pulse drumming lightly in his ears. The rhythmic medley of his soft breathing is soon over powered by the babel of the world around him. Crickets chirping, frogs croaking, owls hooting and the slight creek of floor boards accompany the overpowering smell of sage.

The bed shifts and he feels the blanket get pulled down to his waist, exposing his soft chest to the cool evening air. His eyes flutter open and he sees familiar black orbs staring down at him, filled with hunger and need. He suppresses the urge to move as she looks over his torso, and a single frigid finger traces across months worth of scarring from her many feastings. He lets out a barely perceptible sigh, relaxing as he waits for her to pick her mark.

She seems to think a moment, a finger lazily traces across his stomach. It stops just below his rib cage and as she pulls her hand away he closes his eyes, expecting the next sensation to be teeth on flesh. But that’s not what came next. Instead he felt her leg stretch over his waist and the weight of her body shift onto him.

Taken by the Werewomen – Chapter 1 [Femdom] [Fantasy] [Werewolf] [Bondage] [Teasing] [No Sex] [Slight Horror/Suspense?] [Kissing]

A werewolf hunter in training, Elias had never actually fought a werewolf before. Having just turned twenty-two it was finally time for him to venture off and fulfill his dreams of adventure and monster slaying. These lands were plagued by these monstrous beasts and he would hunt them all down, just as his Father did before him. His closest friend, Lisbeth, was often downtrodden by his dreams. She was a beautiful woman, a couple years older than him, having known her all his life. Deep down he was attracted to her, but was always uncertain if she felt the same. They were such good friends anyways. And Elias knew he had a responsibility to the world.

“Don’t do this,” she said one night. Her trembling hands held his arm. Elias turned and admire her. Tall, about six feet, a mane of fiery red hair was traveled far down her back. Her emerald eyes gleamed in the bright moonlight. “It’s a full moon. It’s so dangerous.”

Elias took her hands. Then hugged her tight. “I need to do this. My Father died fighting creatures of the night.” She squeezed him. “I need to follow in his footsteps. The world needs warriors.”

[MF] When you fall asleep on the job [fdom] [mast] [preg] [nc?]

“Since you’ll be gone tomorow we can probobly fit you in… today at 3:15”. Were supposed to have monthly meetings with our boss. One on one meetings, really, it’s the highlight of my month.

“Does that work for you Nicole?” My boss is all about time management so he tries to get all the meetings done in one day If possible. And since I’m going to be gone tomorow he wants me to come in early.

“Nicole?” God I love it when he says my name.

“Oh sorry, of course I can make it then. Yes” Fuck I’m so akward. I can feel myself starting to blush. I’m just going to keep typing and look away. I check the time… its 9:49 a.m..

“Ok thank you Nicole”, he smiles and laughs a bit while he writes in his silver folder, its basically his livelihood. He keeps literally everything in there. Hes very methodical. But hes also very handsome, he has short blonde hair and and a trimmed beard. He’s pretty tall nearly 6 feet… I wonder how long he is? God dammit I shouldn’t think about that kind of shit. Fuck now I’m blushing even harder.

Lost femdom-ish erotic hypnosis story?

I’m looking for a story that has some elements of hypnosis/femdom. The summary is as follows:

Two women are tasked with finding a piece of information from a business man. They either infiltrate or enter the man’s mansion as escorts (I forgot which). They first meet the guards and amuse themselves with them, utterly dominating them, before moving on. In the end, they hypnotize the business man into thinking he had the most amazing sex with them before leaving.

Some notes:
I think I remember the business man feeling up air in front of him, thinking it was one of the girls, after being hypnotized?

1 Slave , 2 Slaves , 3 slaves… For me . [femdom]

“Hmmmm who will I choose today? ”. I said slowly walking down the line of my slaves , caressing each one as I made my way pass them. “All of you will have a chance to show me what that tongue of yours can do . If you do well you can stay and just might get to play with me longer. If you don’t… well …you will just have to watch as the others satisfy me . Do I make my self clear? “ I said as I took off my red gown allowing them to see and admire their beautiful caramel skinned mistress .

“Yes Mistress” they said in unison .

“Good.”

One by one they made their way to me .

“What the fuck is wrong with you …didn’t I teach you to eat my pussy better? Next.”

“That’s too hard, stop it . Next!”

“You were doing so well and you just had to spoil it huh? “ I said pushing off my last slave .

I got up in frustration and grabbed my flogger. “Out of the three of you … not one of you could eat my pussy right!!!!?”

Unexpected Visit [FM] [Caught] [Fdom]

I matched with you on a certain app late February. I messaged you first, you were bragging about your cake making skills in your bio. I felt like I had to jokingly challenge you by showing you what I make as well, secretly trying to impress you. We playfully bantered about who would be the best at making a cake for a day before we started really getting to know each other. We sent selfies with funny quips and faces for weeks before finally meeting up, which we did at a local coffee shop.

I arrived early, dressed to impress in a tight turtleneck, nervous and jittery. I already ordered my usual and sat at a table while I waited. I looked out of the window to see you walking towards the building, blushing at the mere sight of you. You took off your hat as you stepped in, ruffling your hair as you looked around. You saw me almost instantly and smiled. After ordering your own coffee, you walked over to the table, never looking away from me once. You sat down and I realized by the smell of your drink you ordered the same as I did, a normally ‘secret menu’ drink. You grinned ear to ear when I mentioned I had the same drink. We talked for nearly 3 hours before you remembered you had to go to work, conveniently nearby. It almost seemed like you planned on talking to me until you had to leave anyway, you wore what seemed to be work friendly attire. We stand to leave and I noticed you staring at how my tight shirt formed around my large chest. You held the door open, watching my behind as I walked by, thinking I didn’t notice. We parted ways and I went back home.

Crystal’s Way [FM] [femdom] [clean foot worship] [wrestling] [fictional]

This is a snippet I came up with one morning a few days ago. I’ve shared it elsewhere, but would love some feedback from other readers. I want to turn this into a full-blown story, but I have a lot of commissions to work on first. Anyway, if you all like this, I may do a longer part 2.

Crystal’s confident smirk drove a jolt of fury into my heart. My fists clenched tighter and I bit back a cruel retort. It wouldn’t do me any good. She was the talent, I was just the hired help. With a word, Crystal could have me off the set and dismissed from any future prospects in the film industry, or so she claimed. As a young relative-nobody, I was not about to take that chance.

“I think you heard me,” Crystal repeated herself in that smug, sweet tone. “I want to practice some of my moves from my next scene on you.”

I had heard her of course, but this sort of thing was well outside my contract. I could get hurt, or worse, I could hurt her! I could see the headlines now, “Film assistant blacklisted after knocking out actress Crystal Wei during stunt practice.” That would be it—all my efforts and ambitions shot down in a moment thanks to this preening diva and her endless demands.