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A Loving Shower Time [mdlb] [gentle femdom] [soft] [mostly sfw] [ loving ]

The bathroom tiles were cold under my feet but cleaning/aftercare was always my favorite part. In the mornings we shower together and in the evenings we take a bath. I turn on the shower , slightly warm water flows from the showered getting hotter as it goes.

“Come on honey, its time for your shower” I take his hand and guide him along testing the temperature of the water with my hand. It’s significantly warmer, maybe almost too hot but the morning chill feels like it wants to seep into my bones. The day can’t get warm soon enough.

I look at him precious in all of his ways. Soft in the way his eyes trace my face looking for something; the scalding heat I woke up to is now the comforting and simmering warmth of the boy in front of me.

“ It’s already warm.” I step under the shower-head and hug him to me. He is pliant and a little bit sleepy his eyes closing and his head leaning on my shoulder when I hug him to me. I can’t help but kiss him on his neck in the space just behind his ear and caress his lower back. Read more »

A Valentine’s Day to remember. (Edging)(gentle femdom)(sensory play) (pheromones)

The night started out with me getting clean cleaned out and smelling good. I was all dressed and laying on the bed waiting. My Valentine’s outfit was a crotchless open breast shiny vinyl body suit. I layed there in the bed vulnerable. All my senses were heightened, feeling the vinyl warm on my skin. My breasts poked out of the opening exposing my engorged sensitive nipples to the cool air. My mind was racing. Would she like the outfit. Would she get into the Scene. Would the site of me completely put her off and silently my heart and confidence would be shattered. The petals of my heart that have opened to her tenderness on our kink journey would close and that part of me would shut. She came in the bedroom and smiled. She touched my chest, my breast and caressed the cod piece on my jock. She had always loved my cod piece jock. It announced sex was going to happen and her body knew it. With a smile on her face she took the wrist cuffs I had on and clipped them to the rings I installed above our head board. Then with a devilish grin she dropped the shorts she was wearing and took her panties off. Looking at me like she does when she slips in to her Wify Dom persona, she grins and takes her freshly warn panties and puts them on my face making sure to put the crotch lining over my nose and mouth. I could feel her fresh moisture on my skin reassuring me that she was in to what was happening and proving that her body knew what was about to happen (from the site of my budging leather cod piece straining on its snaps.) The scent of her musk filled my nose and made my head spin. I love her scent. The stronger the better. But thats just me. With my mind racing and my head spinning I see her smile as she pulls the silky throw I was covering up waiting for her with over my head. Little did I know that was the last time that night I would see her smile. She tells Alexa to play smooth jazz. Alexa is really good at setting the mood with some good non distracting music. I feel her hand and nails on my body and her mouth on my nipples. Having my site taken and over loading my sense of smell with her intoxicating scent makes every touch every caress feels like a thousand. She seems to pay attention to every nerve ending. Not feeling rushed or hurried she seems to know the perfect amount of care to pay each one and they reward her. Some of them cause goose bumps. Some overload my system and cause me to jerk or wiggle and lightly moan. All this is happing to me and there is nothing I can or want to do to stop it. My only option is to just let it happen and fell all the feelings. Breath deep and take in the intoxicating sent radiating from the panties she wore all day. She purposely wore a warm pair of joggers so as to increase the volume of her moisture add to the now apparent anticipation of what the night had in store. Her caressing goes lower and lower pausing at erogenous zones I didn’t even know I had. As she got closer and closer to my crotch my moans seem to get louder. That’s when I feel her hands warmth through the leather I didn’t even know it was there my moan got loud enough I’m sure the rest of the house heard. At that point she reached up and pokes the musky crotch of her silky panties in my mouth. Pushing them in, I taste her just as if I went down to lick her beautiful folds. She kept pushing more and more in my mouth causing flash back of the college guys I gave head to and would have a engorged penis pushed down my throat. With all the stimulation and now adding taste and long forgotten memories of hot and forbidden sex, I’m 100% in sub zone and would let her do anything she wanted to me. I feel her hand move and rock on my crotch and I feel a sneaky finger slip under the jock to rub my now drooling with pre cum head and glans. This causes another loud moan and a useless jerk as I’m still strapped to the head board. Another lick/kiss and this time a bite to one nipple and a firm pinch twist of the other followed buy a push of more pantie in my mouth and a mothers shhhhhhh. My moan turns in to a whimper and a now near constant twitching of my legs. She continues to attack the engorged slick head under the jock from different angles each time going back to the same spot and making circles on the magic spot that I’m sure is analogous to the female clit. She has found my clit and I’m ok with that just as long as this never ends. After what seems like a life time of teasing and touching I fell her with one smith motion unsnap my cod piece releasing my fully engorged erect and now clear pre cum covered penis. I know what it looks like when it’s this hard, the head is purple and the shaft is extra thick and veiny. She has told me in the past how much she like to look at it but especially when the head is purple, she can feel the bump of the edge pop in and out and rub on all the structures inside her. I feel her fingers rub all around the head of my penis freshly exposed to the cool bedroom air. I feel her finger leave my shaft. I feel her shift in the bed to put her face up by my head. I hear her make exaggerated licking sounds so I would know what she was doing. With a last lick sound she gives me a “mmmmm” and I feel her shift her weight and attention back to my crotch with a pause at the protruding nipples for a little slobbering attention being sure to leave them wet where I can feel the moisture. It attracts the coolness in the air making my nipples harder and more engorged feeling like the were going to explode and have their own orgasams. I feel her shifting around and the next thing I feel is her playing with one of my tender family jewels. I am already wearing a combination cocking and ball stretcher. I feel her get one ball and put a small rubber ring around the base making it pull even farther away. Then I feel her playing and grabbing the second one. She struggled to get this one wrangled but was rewarded when she did. They are now fully isolated from each other and begging to be touched warmed and embraced. The cold air makes them want to pull up in to my body for warmth. And warm them she did with her touches and what I suspect was her breath. Next I hear the clicking of a bottle open and then I feel freshly warmed lub on her hand as she begins to stroke me. Making all the sloppy sounds and squeezing the head with each stroke. Writhing and thrashing about she shows me no mercy just an occasional nipple tweek and a tender “shhhh”. After what seams like forever and two near orgasams, she stops and leaves me to my own thoughts tastes and smells. I felt the bed move as she gets back in and then I hear it. The click and the buzz of my wand. I feel a whole body contraction of an internal orgasam and my cock is bouncing but nothing is cumming out. In her low voice she says “Somebody knows what coming” with what I’m sure i hear an evil grin on her face. She pulls the now saliva soaked silky boy short cut panties out of mouth to give me a long hard living kiss with a tongue lick that she knows I love. She pokes the panties back in my mouth exposing fresh fabric to my tastebuds and reinvigorate scents for my nostrils to take in. At this point I am a blubbering mess just wanting to sign the check and cross the pearly gates because this is exactly what heaven is like and I have my personal angel with me. She caresses my throbbing cock, each testicle, my legs and exposed taint with the wand. It feels like hours but what I’m sure is only a few moments until I’m convulsing and grunting the primeval grunts and groans as she locks on to “THE SPOT” I feel her breath once again on my ear and her hand on my throat. In a frequency so low and gravely I’m sure whales at sea could hear it. She says “cum for me””Cum hard for me. Let me see it”. All the sensory overload mixed with deprivation and it was more than I could stand. I didn’t want to hold back I want to be free of this burning inside of me. I wanted to please the voice that told me to cum for her. I wanted to be a good boy and shush, but it felt like my muffled cries against the wet fabric and the taste of her magical womaness was required to purge my balls of all the seed that she so nicely demanded of me. In an explosion of energy, hormones, a urethra full of clear pre cum, and the milky goodness of semen I came. And I came with force. Afterwards the proof of that force was on the fabric of my blindfold so I had shot it to my own face. Read more »

Domestic Discipline Chapter 2 [M/F] [Femdom] [Spanking]

William woke early the next morning, they had both fallen asleep soon after their intense session last night. He grabbed his dressing gown and walked through the house to start making coffee, walking past the massage table that had seen so much action last night.

He still couldn’t believe what had happened, the look in Jen’s eye, the strength of the orgasm that she had given him. William reached back and felt the skin of his backside; it was still a little bit tender but nothing like last night, a prickly sting covering both cheeks.

His cock reacted to the sensation by becoming semi-hard. Even though he was still in denial about how much he enjoyed the pain that Jen had dished out, his cock told him all he needed to know.

His hand ventured further back as he gently felt his own asshole, wondering if it would be sore after Jen had fingered him so vigorously. There was no pain, only a slight tickling and a want for Jen to explore that area more.

William made it to the kitchen and began his morning ritual of coffee making. Grinding beans, frothing milk, trying to achieve the perfect pour; he usually did quite well, but not this morning. Read more »

[MF] First time getting pegged [GFD] [Femdom] [AgeGap] [Pegging]

In my previous story I mentioned how I had an itch inside me which did not need to be scratched, but *wanted* to be scratched badly. However, my path to BDSM was not a straight line. First, I figured if I were to do anything anal again I’d want it to be with a woman. Second, I was apprehensive about looking for older men I didn’t know to scratch that itch. So, the best option I could find was finding a woman to peg me.

My search started by finding **MANY** Femdom personals. All of which required payment, and all of which seemed like a business transaction. No connection. No heart. This was *not* what I was looking for. With this I took the plunge, made an email specifically for this able to be nuked if this didn’t work out, and made a personals ad on CraigsList, way back when it was easy to do this.

The ad was pretty straightforward: “22 M Curious about being pegged”, and in it I laid out my preferences and limits. Essentially I was looking for someone 40 and under, who could host, and was comfortable with a first timer and not jumping into things. I did specify I wasn’t looking to pay for anything as well. Hitting “Post” made me realize I was holding my breath, and was far more nervous than I fully understood. Read more »

Domestic Discipline. Part 1. [M/F] [BDSM] [Fdom] [Spanking]

Domestic Discipline.

A Journey of Male Submission.

“I want your pants around your ankles as soon as you get home.”

A loud bang rang out through the office as William dropped his fork onto his desk, completely shocked by the text that his wife had just sent him. He quickly glanced around, making sure that no one could read his phone, finding everyone else in the office engrossed in their own business.

Electricity ran through his body as he read the message again, simultaneously excited and terrified, as he quickly replied.

“Why? What did I do?”

Within seconds his phone lit up again. Jen simply sent a picture of his dirty coffee cup, sitting in the sink. He was in a rush this morning and forgot to wash it before leaving, and that was enough for Jen to instigate a punishment.

They had been together for more than six years, but in the last two weeks, their dynamic had changed completely. It only took one incident, a seemingly innocent event, that had changed their relationship forever. Read more »

That time I was handcuffed and dominated by a girl from Tinder (Part 2) [MF] [Femdom] [Bondage] [Teasing] [Choking] [Anal Sex]

*Sorry for the wait, thanks for your patience. I got some nice feedback on [part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sjw2i9/that_time_i_was_handcuffed_and_dominated_by_a/) from a few people, so here’s hoping you enjoy this next part even more. I’ve quite enjoyed writing up and reliving this encounter. WARNING: There is some alcohol use in this part of the story that could be considered mild CNC play (emphasis on mild). Nevertheless, felt it was worth mentioning up front.*

There I sat, handcuffed naked to a chair in a hotel room, having just been denied another orgasm by my beautiful tormentor. She stood before me, the pale curves of her body on full display. Her dyed red hair was slightly messy, and a light sheen of sweat glinted on her skin, but her face betrayed no sign of exertion as she regarded me with a cruel smile on her lips. The angry red of my cock and heavy ache in my balls reminded me of how desperately I needed to cum, and so I knew that no matter what sinister intentions she had in mind, I would go along with them. Read more »

M/F Poison Ivy’s Itch [under the influence] [reverse rape] [femdom]

Barbra knew it was now or never, Ivy’s back was turned as she tried to flee from the basement. Giant plant mouths with barbed teeth snapped as Batgirl raced cross the concrete floor. Viney tentacles snapped after her.

“So close!” Ivy cooed and disappeared into a pink mist of spores released by a blossoming flower bigger than Barbra herself. “Yet sooooo faaar!” Her voice faded and trailed off. Barbra sneezed and coughed as she inhaled the spores. She fell to her knees and fumbled into her utility belt, retrieving a gas mask and quickly putting it on.

She blinked and by the time she was breathing easy again and could see straight, she was alone. “Drat!” She exclaimed snapping her fingers. “One day I’ll get you Pamela.” Barbra said to herself.

It had only been a few months since Barbra donned the cowl and started using her physical powers of persuasion to pummel the criminals of Gotham. But this was the third time Poison Ivy had escaped and Barbra was starting to feel beaten.

A short time later, she was gliding in the night air surveying the streets. She alighted on a nearby rooftop and observed a man cornering a woman. He looked like he had a switchblade. Read more »

The Promise [FM] [Femdom]

There’s something about cunnilingus that I find just totally intoxicating. I’d always enjoyed eating pussy, sure, but there’s this one memory with an ex from my early 20s that I’ve never forgotten. We were fucking for the last time – both of us knew it was over and she had some new guy waiting in the wings. She straddled my face, cumming over and over as she worked her pussy on my tongue and I devoured her like my life depended on it, knowing I’d never get to taste her again. That memory is seared into my mind.

Maybe I should have put more effort into sorting out my hangups, but instead, I recently posted a personal ad on a seedy website, offering up my mouth for others’ pleasure. “Oral worship – no reciprocation required”. I got a few messages. However, only one response really stood out. Her profile was pretty sparse on details; there was no written information, just two or three faceless lingerie photographs.

“I really enjoyed the tone of your post. I’m very interested. The only thing is, I can’t meet up until the weekend as I’m out of the province for work,” she wrote. Read more »

Here’s What I Think About Vanilla Sex [F4M] [Femdom]

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## DOMINATRIX DIARIES: CHAPTER 3

I have to admit, there have been moments where I’ve thought about sleeping with a sub. Though I’ve never acted on it, the sight of a man helpless in bondage, eagerly awaiting orders while his body throbs against his chastity cage is enough to send me into a frenzied spree of perversion, lust, and desire. It’s unlike me to be so out of control, so wanton, but the wetness between my thighs is undeniable. In extenuating circumstances, I reach for what’s familiar—my strap. I fumble with the harness, look at my manicured fingers and consider removing it. Releasing you from your bondage and revealing my soft, soaked lips. In my dreams, my hands are shifting towards the keys. In reality, I’ve already switched on my vibrator. Vanilla sex is for real men and unfortunately baby, you just don’t cut it. Read more »