The Neighborhood: Part 2 [MF][Fdom][Mdom][Mast][Exh][Oral][Facial][MC][SciFi]

**Chapter 3: Morning in the New World**

They woke up the next morning to sun streaming in their windows. They’d left some of the curtains open. Alison had found her pajamas before going to bed, and Colin had chosen to sleep in the nude. He got up and went to brush his teeth and take a shower. Their towels were all in the linen closet, and he grabbed a few and hung them up in the bathroom. As he brushed his teeth, Alison came in and did the same. After they were done, she looked at him.

“So, now that we’re in California, you’re a nudist?”

“I was planning on taking on a shower.” He frowned. “And I couldn’t find my pajama shorts last night.”

“I’m just teasing.” She smiled. “I’m going to go downstairs and see if I can get some coffee going. I think we packed the coffee.” He nodded as she walked out of the bathroom. He closed the French doors and turned on the exhaust fan, picking a shower setting, and turning it on to heat up. He grabbed his soap and shampoo from the medicine cabinet and set everything the shower, finally adjusting the temperature. He toyed with the various sprayers but settled on the main showerhead. A lot of it felt like a gimmick. He was already hard by the time he realized he’d started masturbating. It had become such a habit, that he was almost on autopilot, but Colin shrugged it off and kept going. He started to come as Alison stepped up to the glass door.

Rorika: The Seductive Sorceress Chapter 1 [feet][femdom][forced orgasms]

Chapter 1

Her private chambers were spacious and elaborate. Rorika crouched in a low battle casting stance as five loops of swirling crimson cuffs with glowing runes etched into them rotated around her body.

She wore a black bra and thong with a red nylon coat that draped over her body down to her upper thighs. Her heart shaped face was met with jet black hair that fell down to her back in waves. Icy blue eyes made for piercing a man’s soul and thick lips with a creamy layer of violet gloss were enough to almost hypnotize Mylas.

Her once overly friendly demeanor had made an abrupt shift to after Rorika had lured Mylas to her bed Chambers where she revealed her true intentions to the unsuspecting mage. Her hands flashed too quickly for Mylas to react and the five swirling loops shot through the air. 

Mylas leaped out of the way as fast as his tired body would allow. Two of the loops snared both of his ankles in mid flight, his upper body falling limply to the floor as the magical bonds held fast to his legs. He scrambled furiously knowing that the other three were already correcting their course to find him. His fingers dug into the stone floor as he pulled in hopes to throw his body out the window but he was magically tethered by her cuffs that bound around his ankles. 

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch [M19/F38] [mommy domme] [chastity] [NO incest] [BDSM] [gentle femdom] [dirty talk]

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch

I make my way exhaustedly into the house. It’s been a long day at college classes and things aren’t getting much better for me. I stumble into the living room, dropping my bag as I do, and kicking my shoes off. That’s when I see a woman waiting on the couch with her legs crossed staring directly at me.

She’s Columbian, average height, not skinny but in decent shape with black hair running down her neck and behind her back with slight waves. Her green eyes glisten and her face beams with a smile. While attractive, she’s aged some at almost 40. She wears a black, modest dress that flaunts a massive E cup cleavage.

“Well, you know the drill.” She says in her deep accent. “Dress code.”

Immediately, I do as I am told. I begin stripping the clothes off my lean, caucasian body. I throw my shirt over my blonde hair. I unbuckle my jeans and pull them down. I take my clothes and set them to the side. I then pull my socks off as well. I stand barefoot and almost nude on the other side of the couch in front of her.

Vampire Seeks Sub [ff, fdom]

The house was a narrow townhouse on a shadowed street. It looked oddly pinched and out of place, though the address, 232 Cathedral Street, was precisely correct.

Betty knocked on the door. The wind whipped her blonde ponytail in a sudden gust that caught the hem of her knee-length blue sundress as well.

“Enter,” a woman’s voice called, and the door was closing behind Betty before she even realized she’d stepped inside.

She was standing in a small, dimly-lit parlor, and glancing back she saw that it was evidently not the front room of the house. Her heart skipped a beat – how had she gotten here?

A low round table was set in the middle of the floor, which was tiled black and white. Two tall-backed chairs sat on either side of the table. One of them, the one nearest to Becky, was pulled out and empty. A candle had been placed on the table, along with a corked bottle of wine and a single glass.

The Femdom Village (4)

Vicky and her subby hubby Adrian had just arrived at the new visitor kiosk at the femdom village. Adrian was ordered to do a physical upon arrival where they would take his fingerprints and photograph his face and naked body. The secretary who took Adrian’s stats was surprised to see he was wearing a cock cage. “That’s the first time that a subby hubby arrives with a chastity belt on. We usually provide outside visitors with one,” she said to Vicky. “He has been in chastity for three weeks, we wanted to spend the weekend in town to continue his training as a subby hubby.” The secretary finished taking the couple’s data and placed the distinctive green collar on Adrian’s neck. “I have a suggestion,” the secretary said kindly to the submissive.

The War Goddess [MF][oral][Fdom][PIV][Fantasy]

*In the beginning, the world was brought forth like an egg cracking open, and from within the shell spilled forth the soil and the seas, the wind and the clouds and the sky as blue as ever you saw it. Life sprouted among the tumultuous churning of the world, and split into all things as we know them; fish and birds and beasts and bees, and plants too numerous to count. And man, of course, born of woman and of himself, perpetuating to even the farthest corners of the continents. Spreading like mold on old bread, mankind spilled forth and laid claim to everything that the sun touched, from the meekest creeks to the mightiest rivers. They built and they produced, and they dreamed, schemed and multiplied like vermin. Because they, of all the living things, were favored by the Gods.*

Femdom Queen Jen

I remember it like it was yesterday. Almost three years ago I received a notification on my phone. “You have a message from Femdom Queen Jen”, the message said. I quickly logged on to my favorite femdom dating site and sure enough I had a message from Femdom Queen Jen. It read, “I have chosen you to interview to be my new slave. Be at the Broadway coffee shop tomorrow at 10 am. Do not be late.”

The Submissive Professor (9)

I received a text message from my Femdom Mistress Michelle around 10 am. My class begins at 1 pm. The message said, “11 am be in front of my apartment door. Knock and walk in and remove all your clothing except for your g-string and stockings I gave you to wear. Wait for me on your knees, hands on your head, looking down. I had little time to prepare. At 12 pm I was at her door.

I knocked and entered. I undressed and waited for Mistress in the position she had ordered me to be in, on my knees, thighs spread apart, hands on my head, looking down. I anxiously waited a few minutes. What was she going to do to me? Was she going to free me from my cock cage? Her sublime feet in heels soon entered my field of vision. My Femdom Mistress walked behind me and placed a collar with a leash on my neck. She yanked on the collar to make me go on all fours.
“Follow me dog!” She guided me without any hesitation to the living room. I kept looking down and I discovered other feet, also in heels. But it was not Jessica’s. I was paralyzed with fear immediately. Did we forget your manners, whore? Do you know how a dog should greet a femdom mistress???”, Michelle said.” “.. I. … You what, my pet?” I was paralyzed when I recognized Chloe, one of my students. She was gorgeous, slender, and rather modest. I blushed immediately and I awkwardly advanced towards her feet to honor her.

My Classroom Submission Part 5 [MF][Femdom]

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9cvxgo/my_classroom_submission_part_1_mfsolomasturbation/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9cvxgo/my_classroom_submission_part_1_mfsolomasturbation/)

Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9d6taz/my_classroom_submission_part_2_mfhandjobfemdom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9d6taz/my_classroom_submission_part_2_mfhandjobfemdom/)

Part 3:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9dued2/my_classroom_submission_part_3_mf_femdom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9dued2/my_classroom_submission_part_3_mf_femdom/)

Part 4:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9edo7x/my_classroom_submission_part_4_mffemdom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9edo7x/my_classroom_submission_part_4_mffemdom/)

It’s 7:17 am. I convinced my mom that I needed to get to school early to finish up some homework with a friend. I actually convinced Brigitte to meet me before school started. Maybe ‘convinced’ is the wrong word… more like begged her. We decided to meet in the bathroom in the science building. Usually people don’t have class there till later in the day, so hopefully, no one will notice us leaving the same bathroom together.

I get to the bathroom. I text Brigitte,

“I’m here.”

The door opens. Today Brigitte has a short red and black plaid skirt on. It’s shorter than the skirts she usually wears and hangs about 5 inches above her knees. I look up quickly to make sure that she has the necklace with the key on it. I see the silver chain, I follow it down to see that she has a loose black tank top on, and she isn’t wearing a bra. She is showing a bit of cleavage, what she can from B sized breasts, and I can see her nipples poking through her shirt. When she turns to lead me to a larger spot in the bathroom I can see most of her breast from the side.

My Classroom Submission Part 4 [MF][Femdom]

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9cvxgo/my_classroom_submission_part_1_mfsolomasturbation/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9cvxgo/my_classroom_submission_part_1_mfsolomasturbation/)

Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9d6taz/my_classroom_submission_part_2_mfhandjobfemdom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9d6taz/my_classroom_submission_part_2_mfhandjobfemdom/)

Part 3:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9dued2/my_classroom_submission_part_3_mf_femdom/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9dued2/my_classroom_submission_part_3_mf_femdom/)

It’s 2:51 pm. It has been a few hours since I had left Brigitte in the bathroom. I can’t help but keep thinking about her. When she left she said that she was going to go buy something for me. I wonder what it could be? I can’t help but feel like she is still upset with me. I start remembering her body, her legs, being able to touch her smooth skin. My penis starts getting hard again and then I get a text message,

“Hey, are you about ready to meet up again?”

That’s weird… It’s like she knew. Did she time me last time? Whatever… I type back,

“Yeah, are you back at school?”

“Yeah! Can you meet me in the plaza after class? I was hoping we could make a detour somewhere before going home. :)”

“Sure, I’ll see you there :)”

No one sends a smiley face if they’re still mad at you right?

Class ends and I hurry over towards the plaza. I start walking towards the center near a lunch table when I feel a hug from behind me. I turn around and Brigitte embraces me tightly. She says,