Tag: Female Dominant

how I wish the other night went [MF] [slow buildup] [oral] [squirting] [slight fdom]

We were sitting on the couch, cuddling while watching Big Mouth. He was sitting upright facing the TV, I was laying on my back against his side. His arm was around me, I was stroking his strong forearm and my other hand was intertwined with his fingers. As we watched the show and I started to decompress from work, I noticed a warmth between my legs. Just a tingling at first, but it became more insistent as time went on. My mind started to wander, thinking about all the things I wanted done to me. My skin flushed and my breathing deepened as I felt my arousal increase.

As if he had noticed my wandering thoughts my boyfriend began to move his free hand. Just rubbing small circles on my shoulder with his thumb at first. The pressure felt amazing and I felt myself relax even more. Melting against him letting out a soft moan. He shifted behind me and moved his hand lower, softly tracing my curves until I felt him brush my nipple. But instead of focusing on that he cupped my warm, soft tits, caressing just the edges with a firm but gentle touch. Read more »

First Step [F19,M19] [Fdom][Msub][Long][Foot Worship][Bondage][Hypnosis][Light Humiliation]

Becky sat on the chair looking at me as I stood before her. One of the most popular girls in high school, I had been happily surprised when she started showing interest in me, not that I was hated by my peers or anything; I had my clique of friends and was known to be charming and funny but nowhere was I in the same league as Becky. A slender, athletic redhead with green eyes I had thought myself lucky to get her attention, though some doubts had started to emerge lately as to how fortunate I really was.

“You did a great job editing the videos I gave you, a really good job. Honestly, I thought you would have more trouble considering what was on them” she said coyly. I felt myself blushing, after initially approaching me last week at the school swimming competition, she had asked me for her help in editing certain videos of hers, videos she used for her side business she had said, videos I soon discovered that seemed exclusively to revolve around BDSM and her domination of various people, men and women who she had tied and teased and tortured in a variety of creative ways. After the initial shock, I had been incredibly intrigued and more than a little aroused so I had worked hard to get the videos edited as best I could and now, she had come to “giver her puppy a reward” as she had put it on the phone. Read more »

Shared Property: the King of the Amazons, Part 6/6, Chapters 7 & 8 [f on m freeuse, fantasy, giantess, impregnation, breeding, role reversal, femdom, dubcon, grool, MF, MFFFFFFFFFFFF]

Continued from [Part 5](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ymgdoc/shared_property_the_king_of_the_amazons_part_56/?)

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**Chapter 7 cont’d**

Passing through the kitchen, I washed the mango juice from my hands and splashed some water from the flowing trough onto my crotch to clean off some of the sex fluids that had gathered there from the soon to be pregnant women.

There were six women in the workroom. Two were sewing, one at the desk, one sweeping, and the other two sitting on a couch. I sat across from them on the other couch.

I understood their hello to me because of my lessons, but I did not understand anything more that they said. A moment later they stood up and moved behind the couch to take a large heavy rug out. They rolled it open on the floor next to the couches and then removed their white robes. They were lean but not so muscular like the warriors I had served. The warriors had been mostly flat chested due to no body fat, but these women filled out their figure a little more since they were not often out hiking through the jungles kidnapping unexpecting Norwegian scientists. They were tall like all the others and wore their dark hair in two braids, as their style seemed to be. Read more »

Shared Property: the King of the Amazons, Part 5/6, Chapter 7 [f on m freeuse, fantasy, giantess, impregnation, breeding, role reversal, femdom, dubcon, grool, MF, MFFFFFFFFFFFF]

Continued from [Part 4](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ymg82y/shared_property_the_king_of_the_amazons_part_46/?)

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**Chapter 7 The King and His Attendants**

The afternoon passed and evening approached. The women in the tent packed up their things, dressed, and then left the tent, climbing the stairs and disappearing in the shadow of passageway to exit the amphitheater. I looked out from the side of the tent at the other tents and umbrellas throughout the amphitheater. Some I could see were occupied and others were empty. If I visited them, I am sure that I would be expected to serve each occupant. Was I up for that? My stomach rumbled, hunger activated by the bit of bread and cheese I’d just eaten.

Deciding not to visit other tents, I descended the steps and walked on the path back to the house hoping to find some food.

In the courtyard entry of the house, I passed the two women that I had fucked earlier, the guards. They were standing by the door speaking with one of the white-robed women, leaning on their spears. The white-robed woman saw me approach, said goodbye to the guards, and hurried inside, leaving the door standing open for me. The guards nodded an acknowledgement to me with neutral expressions on their faces as I passed. Read more »

Shared Property: the King of the Amazons, Part 4/6, Chapter 6 [f on m freeuse, fantasy, giantess, impregnation, breeding, role reversal, femdom, dubcon, grool, MF, MFFFFFFFFFFFF]

Continued from [Part 3](https://old.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ymg6gj/shared_property_the_king_of_the_amazons_part_36/?)

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**Chapter 6 The Tents**

Before I could reach the fountain, two white-robed women stepped out from the shade of the shelter where my throne was. They said nothing but began to disrobe themselves as I stepped into the fountain. Naked, they gathered bottles of soap and followed me into the water. I had not planned to be washed by others, but I happily accepted their assistance. Their touch was delicate, and their sweet voices mixed with the sound of splashing water as they chatted with each other merrily. I pondered how my experiences here swung like a pendulum between being pampered like royalty to an objectified walking penis. Or more precisely, a walking cum dispenser.

With my bath over, complete with tender ass scrubbing, the women and I stepped out of the fountain dripping wet. Another white-robed woman was waiting to hand me a linen towel, but I declined it. I did not have clothes anyway, and the sun was hot so it felt nice to be wet, at least for a little while. Read more »

His Darkest Secret [femdom] [bdsm] [real] [femdom] [extreme] [fearplay] [execution] [new] [F25/m44]

To say it started innocently enough would not be a fair statement. He had a very good idea of what he was getting himself into when he sent his first follow up message to his application; he had for a long time fantasized about what it would be liked to be condemned to death and face his execution, even more so, his executioner. He could remember the first time these feelings ever came up, watching a History Channel show on the group convicted and hanged conspiracy in the assassination of Abraham Lincoln including Mary Surratt – all hooded, led to the gallows and killed.

Now the normal reaction to this would be to turn away or simply cringe, instead he found himself wondering what it felt like to be told by the judge he would be killed, then hooded and led to the gallows in shame, and then eventually hanged for some crime. The more he thought about it, the harder his cock became until he eventually made a makeshift hood and masturbated to the scenario running through his mind. To that day, one of the most satisfying orgasms he could remember. Read more »

The Nude Art Modeling Gig [mF] [Masturbation] [PIV] [Fantasy] [Horror] [Mind control] [Femdom] [Dubcon/NC]

This story has dubcon content, which exists only in fiction. I fully believe that nonconsensual sex in real life is abhorrent and revolting, and I do not condone it. I trust that you, my reader friends, can differentiate what is good for real life and what should stay in fantasy. Forgive my disclaimer, I am new to this and it makes me nervous to share this kind of content.

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**The Nude Art Modeling Gig**
by me (OC)

“I did not know Professor Ashton was into rock climbing!” remarked my roommate Matt in surprise. “And she asked you to be a model for her class next week right there in the bouldering gym?!” I nodded, and he continued, “maybe she was there to find rock climbers with lots of muscle and no fat , since I remember that class emphasized sketching anatomy.”

“Yeah, that could be the case,” I replied, “I’m half tempted to say yes to her invitation, just to say I tried it. Was it ever weird with the other nude models?”

“No, the professor keeps it professional,” said Matt. “Of course it could be awkward, but last year after the first few weeks, we all knew the drill and it’s just an art exercise. Nothing sexual is on anyone’s mind.” Read more »

Mindtech industries, Chapter 1: The kraken [Femdom] [Msub] [Mindcontrol] [M26] [F28]

Hey, this is the first chapter of a story I’m in the middle of finishing. I will post more chapter in the days to come. Also, my stories always start pretty light and increase in intensity with every chapter so don’t expect this one to be too crazy. Feedback is always highly appreciated.

Mindtech industries Chapter 1 : The kraken

“You fucking piece of shit! Haa!” I shouted just before slamming my cell phone to the ground, breaking it into pieces.

I just finished having a conversation with a huge investor that decided to go with our competitor instead. They obviously came up with an incredible amount of ridiculous excuses but I knew why they didn’t pick our company. I’m a young woman in her 30s, I’m too young and especially too “woman” to be trustworthy. These bunch of old farts still live in an era that is already far gone. It’s 2086 for fuck sake! I don’t care, I’ll show them. I built this company from the ground up and I’ll show them that I don’t need help from any men. It’s just gonna take more time… Read more »

My black celebrity mistress [femdom] [interracial] [humiliation] [M24/F30]

I work at a bar in a studio lot in LA, I started working there because I thought I might have a shot at landing a job as a sound engineer. You know, drop my card here offer some sound samples there but my atrocious communication skills left me where I started. I wasn’t so bad like I would get fired because I didn’t make the guests feel comfortable, that part I perfected; the good smiles, replying to flirty comments only when the clients feel like it. After all Hollywood is a game of pretend, and I didn’t mind playing.

At our bar there was a particular client that seemed to have her eyes on me. I would serve her drinks and she will keep following me with her eyes as I do my job. She was a black lady who seemed familiar. I don’t remember where I saw her before, but then again, this is Hollywood it is not weird that I recognize her face. I never look her in the eyes except when I serve her order, I leave closing the tab to my friend Jermy. He is good with coaxing the more generous clients to increase the tip. But one night after she was done drinking with coworkers, she called at me, ignoring Jermy who was in front of her. Read more »

All Sucked Out at Pink Pumpkins [Fdom] [F24] [M47]

**All Sucked Out at Pink Pumpkins**

by Blue P

Nick was nearly an hour late for work again today. It’s the second time this month. Henry his boss was not pleased.

“Come on Nick. You’re killing me man! “, Henry cried out as Nick rushed through the front door of Pink Pumpkins Café and Coffee Shop. “That’s strike two my friend.”, Henry added, holding up two fingers forming the peace sign. Although Henry’s facial expression signified that he was ready for war.

All Nick could do was apologize. He had left the volume on his phone turned off. The alarm sounded in silence as he slept like a puppy. He knew it was better not to offer an excuse. Henry might just call strike three then and there.

“I’m really sorry Henry. It won’t happen again.” Nick uttered in a pathetically weak and humble voice. He felt small in that moment. After 47 years on earth, the best he could muster is a job in a coffee shop working for a 31-year-old kid. Read more »