Tag: Female Dominant

Letting some stress out (femdom)

This story took place a few weeks ago so I'm definitely forgetting / fudging some details…. Also this is my first time writing an erotic story and I suspect it shows.

Sometimes I get a craving. This was one of those times.

I fired off a text to my husband, "hey, are you okay with being tied up tonight?"

Then I went to get dressed up in a proper outfit. Black dress, black stockings, starker makeup than I usually wear. Not for the first time I wished I owned a proper pair of fuck me heels.

I still look fantastic though. I love my body… Time to stop groping myself while spacing out at the mirror.

Husband texted back "sure, but I'm kind of tired, so nothing too long, okay?"

Damn. Well, I don't care. I'll have fun anyway.

When he comes home I greet him with a smile.

"You look fantastic," he says, and swoops in for a kiss.

I duck away.

"No touching without permission," i say. "are you hungry? Do you need to eat first?" Read more »

The Daughters of Welliver [mf] [weird fantasy] [fdom]

Andrei made his way along a crumbling roof that ran parallel to Welliver’s brine-lashed seafront. The rooftops of Welliver were very steep, and decrepit, and were it not for the multitude of horrors that stalked the narrow streets beneath their eaves they would have made a poor choice of thoroughfare. But all very present those dread legions were, so the creaking rooftops and the precarious old planks and ropes running between them presented the lesser danger.

Many of the shingles of the seafront roofs had come loose from their seats or were missing altogether, allowing the passage of rainwater and sea-spray that corrupted the supporting beams and caused the ridges to sag between the solemn stone chimneys like a miserable row of bunting. The remaining slates were heavy with moss and tufts of tall grass and hearty mats of ivy seeded by gulls, more slippery and treacherous with each passing winter. Beyond the rooftops the grey water of the harbor was thick with the barnacled masts and ragged sails of ships, all abandoned, dashed and sunk long before Andrei was born. Read more »

What Happens in the Locker Room [mffff][Str8][Bi][Group][Oral][Mast][Fdom]

Coach Klein blew the whistle, signaling the end of practice for the day. Ryan finished his lap in the pool and pulled himself out, glancing around the indoor pool complex. He noticed the rest of his team gathering over in the far corner of the pool, and jointed them.

“Okay guys, good practice today,” Coach Klein said. “Now I don’t have to tell you all about how important tomorrow’s meet against McLane High is, you already know that. So get a good night’s rest, make sure you eat a healthy dinner, and pack some healthy snacks for the bus ride there and back. The bus will get here around 9am, it’s a two hour ride, and the meet starts at 1pm. Everybody clear on that?”

“Yes coach,” the team replied in unison.

Coach Klein nodded. “Okay then, you’re dismissed! See you tomorrow, guys.”

As the team got up and made their way over to the men’s locker room at the far end of the complex, Ryan made his way to the coach, taking off his swim cap and shaking the water out of his short brown hair. “Hey, coach, you got a sec?” Read more »

Blackmail Bitch Part III [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

Three weeks later…

Samantha is sitting on a bench eating a banana. For once she is not wearing her cock. A tiny little thong and a short skirt with a nice loose swirl felt good. Purple silk top open enough to show off the pretty purple lace bra. Black Boots that reached up to her knees completed the outfit. She was a combination of classy and slutty. Normal for her.

She is waiting. The two girls sitting across the table for her are babbling. Explanations. Excuses. Blaming the system. Their parent's expectations. People are so dull she cannot help but think. Finishing the banana she tosses the peel on the table and pulls the pocket recorder from her pocket. She waves it in the air and the other stop sputter to silence.

"Yeah. Blah blah blah. You two blew and fucked the guy who came here to administer the SAT. Getting test booklets from him you took them home. And wow! When you gave them back to him and he tossed the ones you pretended to take on the actual day… what a shock you kicked ass!"

She puts the recorder back in her pocket. Read more »

Blackmail Bitch Part II [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

4 hours later….

"Hiya Unca Frank." Samantha waves as she walks in the big office.

Frank Jenkins is the CEO of the security company her father owns. He is not really her uncle it was just a little joke between them.

"Sam! Good to see you. I bet I know why you are here." he smiles back at her.

He is a big man. 6' 4" tall and built like a linebacker. He was one in college and he still kept in shape. Frank worked his way up from the security teams to CEO of the company and he was still a top contender in the yearly combat trials. He did not have to participate but it was a point of pride that he not only could but did well.

Sam walks across the big room. Moving around behind the desk she puts both hands on his shoulders and pushes him back. His chair rolls away from the desk as she perches her round teen butt on it.

She flashes a big smile as her hand slowly starts to move down her body. Running slowly over the curve of her left breast. Read more »

Blackmail Bitch Part I [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

It is noon, 5th period….

Samantha Osborn has a secret.

It is not that she is a rich little bitch. Her family is possibly the richest in Boston. She goes to the best private high school, dresses in designer fashions and drives a Ferrari.

It is not that she is a lesbian. Everybody knows that especially the poor boys who are foolish enough to flirt or try to get close to her. Her acid tongue leaves them in smoking little piles in the hallways of her school. Most people have seen that happen at least once.

Certainly not the fact that she knows far more about a lot of people than anybody should. Her father owns a large security and detective firm. It is no secret that she has daddy wrapped around her well manicured little finger. What the princess wants she gets it is as simple as that.

No the secret hangs between her legs. Read more »

Jennie’s Pet [MMF] [Fdom] [Bi]

Watching Jennie get dressed in the morning was one of my greatest pleasures. Whenever I could, I would stay in bed and enjoy the sight of her gorgeous body. After she dried off from the shower, she’d come back into the bedroom and walk around nude while she picked out her clothes for the day. Sometimes she’d even try on different outfits and I could watch her dressing and undressing for longer. Seeing her lovely body moving and slipping in and out of her sexy clothes was incredibly arousing to me.

Jennie hadn’t allowed me to touch her or even touch myself for over two weeks. I wasn’t supposed to be keeping track of the time; Jennie had told me that she would decide when I should cum again, and that I shouldn’t be thinking about when it would happen. But not thinking about it was impossible. For the first several days, I’d been hard all the time and my balls had ached to cum. Now, the effect was much more on my mind than my body. Any time, really all the time, I was easily distracted by the thought of Jennie, her gorgeous body, and my desire for her. Read more »

The kinky games couples play [MF] [Anal] [Pegging] [Bd] [Fdom] [Long]

Preface: She is across the country visiting family so we took the opportunity to have some fun sexting and this is where we got taking turns. We are looking for a third to pick it up from here with us on Kik, so if you like what you read, shoot us a PM. Now the story:

It's summer break, and Lo, who is a teacher by profession, has been enjoying the freedoms that come with it; sleeping in late, not wearing cloths, smoking a lot of weed, occasionally drinking at noon and certainly a lot of self play-time. On this lazy weekday afternoon, she was quite a bit extra revved up since her and Jack had their favorite, once a week, kinky anal date night the evening before, (that started with a good finger-banging-to squirt at the movies and ended up with a fist sized vibrating buttplug up her satisfyingly large, yoga-sculpted ass while tied up and throat fucked by Jack's nearly 8 inch and very girthy cock till tears ruin her makeup, then spun around and ass-fucked with his throbbing, grool covered member till Lo's legs tremble. The result left a very large puddle of fluids on the bed.) She was just tipsey enough to have no problem playing with her pussy for an hour or so to her favorite porn, Bonnie Rotten in a strapon lesbian anal gangbang, and was getting close to orgasm when she hears the front door open down the hall and a familiar jangle of keys. Read more »

The Food Lover’s Guide to Exercise [MF, Fdom, FMG]

Kendra coughed and gagged as she rubbed her throat, trying to force the two terrible tasting pills down her throat. They were fat, gritty, yellow horse pills from a nondescript white container. It had taken several deep swigs of her soda drink, and even then Kendra practically gagged trying to get it down. "Ugh, that was rough. Just where in the hell did Ashli get these things?" She might not have even risked trying the pills if it hadn't been for the convincing email that a fan named Ashli had sent her.

FFAshli was a regular reader and subscriber of Kendra's blog: "The Riverside Gourmand". The blog had originally started as a hobby for Kendra while she reviewed dishes at various restaurants in her local area. Since then, however, it had exploded into a full time job and very popular food review blog that expanded to include subscribers and readership from all across the country. She now reviewed new dishes from popular chain restaurants as well as traveled twice a year on a food review pilgrimage that took her to all sorts of new restaurants across the United States' food landscape. Her blog was popular, and people enjoyed her witty writing and clever insights on even commonly ordered meals. People also relished in the occasional insights she shared about her travels and her personal life. Over the years her dedication to the blog and the high standards of her written presentation had earned her a large core group of gracious and dedicated fans. FFAshli, or 'Formerly Fat Ashli' as she had later identified herself, had clued in on the brief and subtle hints that Kendra was having problems in her home life. Read more »