Tag: Female Dominant

That time I got seduced by an older woman… [mF] [femdom]

“I think I’m here to see you father? James?” Uncertainty clouds her face, but she’s got that friendly, affable cuteness that comes from an easy-going approach to life.

Or maybe I’m just hot for her style and am reading too much into it.

“You’re Scarlett, right?” I say, “The party planner?”

“Err, yeah.” She’s got maybe a decade on me. Twenty-seven, if I had to guess.

“Then no, you don’t want my dad.” I open the door, welcome her in. “I’m James, and I’m actually the one putting this together for my parents.”

“It was you I talked to on the phone?” She walks in, her pumps clacking on the tile. She’s wearing black stockings and a black sweater over a white button-down blouse, all very clean and professional. But it’s her pleated black skirt that’s snared my attention, the way its tall waistband is cinched stiff around her tight belly, the way the pleats spread out, hinting at some juicy curves beneath.

I shake my head, try to put my horniness aside. She’s told old for me anyway. She looks over her shoulder, shoots me an anticipatory look. Why is she… oh, wait! She asked me a question. Read more »

Mistress Kate [MF] [MM] [Femdom] Part 2

Kate likes it when I struggle. I like it when I struggle too.

I purse my lips slightly and rock my head back. Two strong hands wrap themselves around my head and Kate’s voice, dominant and imposing fills the air.

“Come. Here.”

One hand on the back of my head now, the other guiding her strap on into my mouth. I allow it to penetrate my lips and the smooth rubber exterior opens my jaw as it enters my mouth.

“Good. That’s better.”

She starts moving her hips forwards and backwards, and I feel it running along my tongue and getting deeper inside my mouth.

“Good boy. There you go. Much better.”

Deeper into my mouth now. Hitting the back of my throat. The first thrust doesn’t make me gag, but the second one does. And the third. Kate is not stopping.

“I’m going to give that throat a good fucking. It’s my throat.”

The effect on me is significant. My cock is streaming precum down my leg. Her cock is penetrating my throat again and again, thrusting relentlessly. I am trying to relax, just like she trained me, but I gag hard. My body convulses as I wretch desperately. But I keep it together. Read more »

A Job You Love (Part 1) [F/M] [Fdom][Msub] [Milking] [Hucow I guess?] [Dirty talking] [Medical] [Forced Bi-ish?]

Summer was coming and with it the summer workers. Vivian was sitting in her office, waiting for Paul, her assistant, to deliver the first of the many applicants. She skimmed the list, a small crease between her eyebrows expressing her apprehension. They had so many candidates, that day. It bothered her. She liked to take her sweet time and she just hated to be rushed during the interviews. But there wasn’t much to be done: CMBKTS was a seasonal worker’s dream. Four months of effort, after all, left the lucky chosen with enough cash to spend a lavish winter season. It usually attracted students, travellers and the poor souls in desperate need for a work VISA extension.

She sighed, burying her nose in the pile of papers once again, studying the medical record of her first interviewee. 24, reasonably healthy, with an average life success score and a good level of CVM compatibility, as highlighted by his most recent bloodwork.

His passport-sized picture really did not tell her much, as a pair of heavy rimmed glasses obscured the feature her soon-to-be patient. He was not one of their regular, she noticed with interest taking a last sip of her creamy coffee. She was pleasantly surprised when Paul escorted Josh Anderson into her office. Read more »

Mistress Kate [MF] [Femdom] Part 1

I arrived at Kate’s. The door is large thick and black, Georgian with a large brass knocker.

Three knocks and the door swings open, with Kate standing there resplendent in a silver and black silk gown.

“Come in!” She says, her tone is friendly. She’s speaking to me as an equal, as anyone would. But I know that’s soon to change.

She told me on our first meeting that outside the threshold of her house, we would be equals unless she said otherwise; but as soon as I cross that threshold, the dynamic changes. In the house there are rules. Rules that must be obeyed. Everything and everyone in Kate’s home belongs to Kate. Kate is the law beyond the threshold.

I step in, close the door and remove my shoes. I look Kate in her beautiful green eyes. Her head is framed by dark hair and her face is pale. It’s dark inside the house. Shutters are closed keeping the daylight out and the place is lit by dim lamps emitting a soft orange light throughout the place. Read more »

Fucked by a Big Busty Woman on our Second Date [MF] [Femdom] [NC]

The gnocchi was almost ready and so was I. A check in the mirror (no unsightly splatters or marks) and a smell check of the ‘pits (faint vanilla just detectable through the mushrooms and pesto wafting from the kitchen) and I opened the door.

Amy stood tall, a voluptuous brunette wearing a revealing red dress and a knowing smile. I gestured her in and told her to make herself at home. This was my second time seeing her, and her first seeing my apartment. She walked straight to the living room, saw the wine bottle and glasses and poured herself one.

‘Rude.’ I said with a smile.

‘Mixed signals eh? Going for a repeat of last time?’

‘I er… don’t know what you’re talking about.’ After an evening the previous week of light flirting and hand touching, I had failed to go in for the kiss. She was a bit put out and had straight up told me to kiss her as we were hugging goodbye. Provided I was comfortable with that. Which I was, of course. Some innuendo-laced texts later and I suggested another date, either the cinema or dinner at mine, and she chose the obvious option. Read more »

Obedient Ch. 3 (femdom)(mind control)(humiliation)

Author’s Note: I’m going to start putting a disclaimer before these stories. This series leans into the humiliation aspects of femdom and mind control stories. This chapter is no more intense than the previous ones, but if that isn’t something you want to read, you should back out now.

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By the time Sophie came downstairs, it was almost noon. She looked like she had just woken up in her sweatpants and cropped t-shirt. For the entire night, I had been standing in the corner of the room unable to move. Every muscle in my body ached for release. I had made the mistake of begging Sophie for more than the reward she was offering. As a punishment she turned me into a lamp and left me there until morning. My wife is borderline omnipotent. Anything she tells me to do is an irresistible command. So when she told me to be a floor lamp for her, I was unable to do anything but silently stand in the corner of our living room. Read more »

The Electric Bull [M/F, ds, Fdom]

I had finished my shower, and put on shirt, no panties. You know it means I’m in the mood for sex, it’s special for you because it does not happen that often. You were in bed already, on the phone but the second I come to bed, you put it aside. Your hands move to my neck, massaging it. As one hand moves down my back the other lets its’ fingers run around my ear, you know I love it, but you don’t keep it there for too long. Eventually both your hands are below my back, working their way down my shoulder blades and spine as you are above me and kiss me, my face, my forehead, my cheeks.

Gradually you mouth moves on towards my nipples. I have no breasts to speak of, and they say that nipples are far less sensitive when there’s little breast tissue. You still manage to arouse me, but you have to bite, suck hard for my body to really link it to a desire. Read more »

Depositing Reproductive Fluids onto her Cleavage [MF femdom]

Her stare was intense. She had these deeply saturated green eyes and way too much eyeliner, giving her quite an intimidating look. Her hair was dyed a very unnatural crimson red, but it contrasted her eyes so ridiculously well. She wore a tight black crop top that revealed her arm tattoos well, but also had a crazy wide neckline, so her cleavage was practically begging for your stare. I did stare, and I was serious trouble for doing so.

“You have been a bad little toy boy.” She said calmly while staring deep into his eyes.

He was all naked, as she had insisted. Her hand was resting in a loose grip around his intensely erect penis. It was so ridiculously sensitive, to the point where only the lightest stimuli was necessary. She knew this of course, she had orchestrated it, meticulously, with plenty of discipline and planning. But now she was just staring at him, and slowly rolling his foreskin back and forth, as if it was the least urgent thing in the world. For him this was of course the most frustrating thing in the world. He was dying a little inside, it felt so good, but he wanted more than anything in the whole world to make her hand go faster. She knew all of this of course. Read more »

Forced Bi [M/M/F, fdom]

It was around 6pm when I got an excited text from her. The mysterious and miraculous domme who’d finally decided to choose me and use me. She was something I couldn’t believe. Beautiful, with eyes that grabbed my soul by the balls and lips that whispered an invisible order to submit. I signed all her papers, reading them with a little trepidation but a lot of giddy eagerness. ‘Forced Bi’ stared at me from the page.

*What does this mean exactly?*

She leaned over, the presence of her coming so close making me blush as she looked where my finger was pressed against the paper.

*Oh, that? That’s what I mentioned earlier, sweetheart. It means that if I want to pair you up with another boy to play together for my entertainment, you’re okay with it. You can say no, just cross it out before you sign and I’ll do the same on this copy.*

But it intrigued me, and I felt her eyes on me as I hesitated with the pen.

… Read more »