Tag: Female Dominant

How Megan made me her bitch

Her low cut white top was almost see-through, she must have had some strapless bra because you could see her perfectly tanned collarbone and as far as the eye could see. That shirt was ridiculous on her. Megan was a tall, blue eyed, dirty blonde millennial standing about five foot eight and knew how to flaunt her natural Ds and blue eyes. She spent an hour in the gym each morning, so while she wasn’t ripped, she was toned. A tanning salon patron with a few black tattoos running up her side and on her legs, she was smoking hot. When the sun hit her arms, it looked like a suntan lotion commercial where the tiny blonde hairs on her arms glistened against the sand.

Megan and I knew each other from work. I was her boss for two years at small car dealership. It was a small operation and not what many people think of that type of company. We weren’t a sleazy bunch and had a good reputation in town. I had just gotten over being left by my college sweetheart after six years. Megan and I weren’t really friends, as my girlfriend Jen was outwardly unhappy with any exchanges Megan and I would have at our frequent enough encounters at one of the very few places in town to have a few drinks. Read more »

[XP] Hate fuck [ff] [bdsm] [fdom] [fantasy]

“Bed so soon, sweet one? Or did you want – something else?”

The pillow soared through the air with a swish, and hit the tall woman true, right in her dark pink-skinned face. As the pink, frilly throw fell to the ground, it revealed a wicked grin playing over her ruby red lips, her glittering emerald eyes framed by jet black eyebrows falling hungrily on Alice. With a throw of her long, lazily curling hair, she stepped up to the bed, narrow hooves on the end of long, slender legs clicking against the hardwood floor.

“You would like it rough, is that what you are trying to tell me?”

When she grinned, her white teeth shon like pearls between her pillowy lips, and the way she crinkled her button nose made Alice want to hit her with a brick.

“What I’m trying to tell you”, Alice said with all the patience she could muster, “is that I would _like_ for you to _fuck off!_” Read more »

A night off, straight up with a twist of revenge [orgy, str8, bi, femdom, forced bi, forced straight, bdsm, extreme bdsm, swing]

On the great list of understatements, you can find near the top, “Sasha O’Brien was mad.”

As soon as she left the coffee shop she worked at, she called her friend Rachel to cry a little bit. She told her about a few jackass customers, including one who asked her to suck his dick for a tip. It didn’t get to her until she told her boss about the customer. He grabbed her ass and said it was a good idea, because he wasn’t giving her the raise she asked for. She couldn’t quit; no one else within walking distance of her apartment was hiring. Her boss knew that, and he knew she was just saving up to buy a car to go work somewhere else, so he didn’t care about trying to keep her around long.

Rachel, being the great friend she was, just listened and listened. “I know we had plans, but do you want to go to The Club tonight?” she asked, when Sasha was finished with her angry, tearful rant.

“Honestly, that sounds pretty great right now. You could come with me this time…” Read more »

[Ff] The curious apprentice [Fdom] [fantasy] [reluc] [bd]

Tonight, finally, Apprentice Myra’s impatience got the better of her. As night gathered, the young apprentice slipped down the allies between the tightly packed houses of the Mages College grounds, in search of Mage Kaley’s door. In her green linen apprentice robes, nobody batted an eyebrow as she passed them; apprentices like herself were relegated for their first few years to delivering packages, gathering reagents, copying ponderous tomes on all manner of terribly boring subjects and other busywork, until a mage saw fit to take an interest in them and share with them their speciality.

Myra had come to the college some five years past, at the age of twelve, and had done more busywork than she could stand. To be sure it was unusual for an apprentice to be picked up before the age of seventeen, but it was unusual for an apprentice to labor for five years without a mage taking an interest as well, so it was clear to her that the time had come to be proactive. Read more »

Rubicon, Part 1 [FM] [Msub] [Fdom] [bdsm] [huml] [cnc] [hypno] [bd]

She was determined to make it happen.

“Aren’t you gonna ask why I made sure you got a full night’s sleep every day this week?”

“I assume I’ll find out in a bit.” Even though his confidence was a thin veneer over strident anticipation—and she knew it, and he knew she knew it—he grinned anyway. For reasons that would never become clear to him, it felt important to put up some resistance before they began, even if it was mostly for his ego.

She sighed and smiled back. “I have never loved that expression on your face more than right now,” she said.

In retrospect, that should have worried him more than it did.

He stretched languidly beneath her, pleasantly adrift in curiosity. He tried to keep his mind from cycling through the possibilities, wanting to stay present and engaged in the moment for her. She had treated him particularly well that week, and she had promised to reward him with his favorite arrangement: being cuffed spread-eagle to the bed—almost too tightly. Long ago, she had dubbed the position “the lazy submissive”. He wriggled subtly in anticipation of the bondage. Read more »

Anna’s Gift [Les] [Fsub] [Fdom] [mast] [Ff] [mind control]

It all started when Anna had insisted on taking Ellie out for drinks after work one Friday night. It’s not like Ellie knew Anna all that well, but their schedules meant that they often ended up eating lunch together, and a lunchtime talk had gotten to be a bit of a routine for them. And then one day Ellie found herself telling Anna about the breakup of her marriage, moving into a small apartment in the city, and how she was feeling a bit down about it all. Anna just listened to it all, offering sympathetic noises at the right moments and occasionally patting Ellie’s hand comfortingly. Ellie got a bit teary at one point, which made them both a bit late getting back from their break. Late that afternoon, the younger woman came up to Ellie’s desk, leaned over her computer monitor, and informed her that “You and I are going out for drinks after work tonight. You need it. I’ll meet you at the door at 5.” Then she walked off without waiting for a reply. Read more »

Branching Out [MFM] [MMF] [Cuck] [Oral] [BD] [Fdom] [Msub]

She lays nearly naked on the bed. Her dark hair flowing across one shoulder. A black kimono wrapped around her. She watches him closely. He sits in the antique, wooden chair that usually resides at the dressing table in the corner of the bedroom. He’s mostly naked, but not quite. He’s wearing his chastity cage, because they feel all sub guys should be. He’s also wearing a rather large butt plug, because his partner likes him like that. Plus he’s wearing a ball gag, because, regardless of the situation, he always talks too much. He’s still not quite sure how he ended up like this. He just followed his partner’s lead, as always, and one thing just lead to another. The last thing he wore were the leather cuffs that were holding his wrists securely to the wooden arms of the chair. He was beginning to wonder where she was going with all this, when they both heard a knock at the door. Read more »

Play [MF] [Fdom] [Cuck] [Oral]

She sits on the bed, phone in one hand. The AC sends a cool chill across her skin, there’s quite a bit of it exposed at the moment. The black underbust corset accentuates her uncovered breasts, her long, dark hair shimmers down her back. The long, dark stockings reach up to her knees, shielding them somewhat from the cool air. But that’s all she wears. Her eyes are fixed on her screen as she chats away, flicking from one conversation to the next. She’s become pretty good at multitasking these conversations. She continues to chat away, a smile on her face.

Her eyes shift away from the screen for a while to observe the scene before her. With her other hand she reaches out and uses the riding crop she holds to gently rub the exposed balls of her husband. He’s laying on his back in front of her, or more beneath her, well both, actually. He too wears very little. The cock attached to the balls she’s stroking is struggling to break free of its confines. This amuses her and makes her smile even more. The cock locked inside that cage was generally considered by her to be much too small to be of use in the traditional sense, but it did still have its uses in giving her pleasure, such as it did now. It was fun to play with it like this. She gives his balls a quick sharp whack with the crop, then goes back to gently rubbing them and turns her attention back to the phone. Read more »