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Some Kind of Interview [Femdom] [Face-sitting] [Ass-eating] [M21|F39]

The restaurant was massive. High ceilings, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, dozens of tables, a stage big enough for a full concert, two fully stocked bars, and a small army of waiters running round, filling drinks, getting orders, and entertaining the clientele. I stood in the doorway, aghast at how big the place was for an underground venue. The stairway I had walked down to get here were hidden in an alley. I assumed the place must have been some old warehouse or industrial facility.

In my hands I was holding my, albeit short, resume. The only entries being a degree in Political Science I was half way to completing and my time spend working at a pizza place near campus. I stood in the door for a second taking in the sights, smells, and sounds, then I saw the women who was responsible for me coming here. She noticed me while talking with a table of customers, but quickly cut off the conversation and headed my direction. Read more »

The Scientific Method Pt.I [M24][F30] [Light fdom] [oral] [fantasy]

*Alchemy Lab. 10 Minutes. Mandatory Test*

“Assistant – good. Early by 3 minutes, 13 seconds. Punctuality and responsiveness are admirable qualities.” The Doctor announced, not looking away from the table of glass flasks. In the door stood her loyal assistant of 2 years – one Colfrid Fisher, looking into the room with suspicion.

*Something is wrong* Colfrid thought, *two compliments in the same sentence with no instruction. That means either she’s buttering me up for something hellish….or the test already started.*

A quick survey of the room told Colfrid the answer to his binary: the normally clear and clean room had a faint yet distinct bluish fog, and plenty of concoctions lined up in rows upon the tables. An almost imperceptible metallic scent permeated the air. He was caught in her web of analysis before he even cleared the threshold. His chest tightened, an unusual sensation.

Dr. Szaren turned around quickly on one foot. She pierced Colfrid’s eyes with her focus.

“Assistant, I have a task for you I think you will find agreeable. I find myself in an irksome situation that requires me to have a sort of romantic partner. Thusly I have analyzed my prospects and found that you, my assistant are the best possible solution.” Read more »

Starlight Cruise [M27] [F30] [Sci-fi] [sex] [light fdom] [oral]

*All things considered, this could be much worse.*

Normally, an interstellar hop like this would take about 45 minutes, most of which helmsman Colt Ryans would spend glued to the instrument panel.

It was the responsibility of his sole crew mate and Captain of the vessel, Tanja Richter, to handle maintenance and engineering concerns, as well as logistics on departure and arrival.

This dynamic left little room for socialization, and thus the two quickly adopted the strategy of show up, work, collect pay, go home. A strategy that worked reliably for 3 years.

—ESTIMATED TIME OF ARRIVAL : 172:44:22–

With engines out, the next task for Colt would be contacting Sirius Traffic and requesting a tug…a task he would have to wait about a week for. Unless of course, Captain Richter could fix the fuel injection system.

“God-fucking dammit!”

Unlikely.

“Well Ryans, get comfortable ‘cause you won the bet. Fuckers are completely shot”

Colt leaned back in his chair as the Captain exited the cramped maintenance hatch, slick with sweat. She tossed him a beer from the nearby wall cooler – the subject of the bet. Read more »

How She Turned Me Into A Woman [M20/F44] [Romance] [Femdom] [Vanilla] [Masturbation]

Back when I was about twenty years old I was more or less living in a bar around the corner. I hung out there nearly everyday. I had a couple of beers with some friends, we played darts, we played pool or we watched sports together. And from time to time, I successfully hit on women that were hanging out in my bar too. But the only thing that came out of it was a never ending series of one night stands.

Every time some new female face showed up in the bar all single men, some of the taken ones too, jumped onto her. Everyone tried to impress her, to get her into their beds. To fuck them and maybe to fall in love afterwards.

One Friday evening an about forty four year old woman entered the bar. Everyone inside was preparing to make their move. But as soon as they saw that she was good friends with the man behind the bar, the owner of the bar himself was serving drinks that evening, they all pulled back. Better not messing around with the guy that serves you drinks and owns your living room. Read more »

Trying New Things [M22|F26|various M25+] [Femdom] [Forced-Bi] [Feminization]

The sheets were soft and the pillows felt good against my cheeks. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh coming from behind me brought me back to reality. As the spinning in my head began to slow down, I felt her hand in my hair. Her fingers spread and she plays with my hair for a second, before grabbing a chuck and yanking my eyes up to meet hers.

“Oh my god, isn’t this so much better than plastic baby?” She asks me with a cruel smile and a laugh. “You were so scared of real dick before, but now look at you! Eyes rolling in your head as my friend pounds your tight fuck hole.” She lets go of my hair and my face falls back into the pillows. “Jason, let my little slut know how much you are enjoying his ass.”

I feel a big heavy hand fall on my right ass cheek. Following the audible smack is a burning sensation that begins to build slowly before being interrupted by another hard smack. Then another. Then many more smacks until my ass is so hot and red that you could fry an egg on it. “Push that fucking ass back on my cock slut!” A deep voice sounds from what sounds like a long way behind me. Read more »

I simply love pegging [26F] [OC]

I remember I first saw the term “femdom” or “pegging” while randomly watching porn, and I was intrigued by the idea of flipping the script and being the one in charge.

One night, after we had been dating for a few months, I finally worked up the courage to talk to him about pegging. To my surprise, he was open to the idea and excited to try it out. We’ve decided to take things slow and start with some gentle anal play to make sure they were both comfortable.

Over the next few weeks, we explored different toys and positions, gradually working our way up to using a strap-on. At first, I felt a bit awkward and unsure of myself, but he was patient and supportive, giving me lots of positive feedback and encouragement. As we became more experienced, I began to love the feeling of power and control that came with pegging.

I enjoyed being the one to set the pace and decide what they would do next. He, meanwhile, was thrilled to be able to explore his submissive side with someone he trusted. Eventually, we got to a point where we were having regular pegging sessions, sometimes multiple times a week. Read more »

The Prisoner: Part 2: Dinner With the Enemy [FFM 20s-30s] [Orc] [Fantasy] [Fdom/Msub] [Bondage] [NonCon] [Breeding] [Long]

**Part 2: Dinner With the Enemy**
Varden awoke on his back, arms above his head, on the rug of the command tent. He glanced down, expecting to find himself covered in bruises. Instead, he was covered by a thin blanket, woven of some soft material.

The act of lifting his head and looking down sent splitting pain through his head. Gods, that powder. What had it done to him?

“Ah! You’re finally awake. Splendid,” a woman’s voice announced beside him.

He craned his neck, seeing Lorel lounging on a large dining chair at the head of her oak table. A spread of food was placed before her, the delicious smells wafting his direction. His stomach grumbled; he hadn’t eaten in… Wait, how long had it been?

Lorel was dressed, thankfully. She wore a pair of high leather boots, soft looking pants, and an elaborate tunic of silk, some kind of woolen shirt peeking out beneath the sleeves. She looked comfortable, like a human noble might, though far more casual.

“How long did I sleep?” he croaked. His throat was raw.

“Oh, twelve, fourteen hours,” she responded in a nonchalant tone. “It’s supper time. Hungry?” Read more »

Dinner Date with Blonde Atlanta Escort, involving raceplay, suit and tie, pantyhose, heels, foot worship, and spanking. [MF]

I paid an Atlanta escort for a night of femdom fun

I am training for a high paying job. I am an asian submissive who enjoys spoiling women and getting spanked. I have always been into stockings, femdom, women in business clothing, and raceplay.

Stella is a Florida blonde with an attitude. She is around 5’9′, wears nothing but Lululemon and YSL, and has rich parents. We knew each other from her being her being FWB with one of my college roommates. I reached out to her from my anonymous twitter asking if she was into femdom.

This winter, I saw a mutual friend Stella start liking mild femdom content on her twitter. I saw anonymous paypigs replying to her tweets and that lots of paypigs followed her. I saw that she lives in Atlanta not too far from me.

She got back to me and said she was doing escort work in Atlanta. I told her I wanted to play. She informed we she didn’t do anything without deposit and ID verification. At this point, I was forced to reveal myself. She then started messaging me through my real facebook. This was the hottest thing I have ever experienced. Read more »

I(F25) am a dominatrix hired to join a couple(M35, F34) for a threesome and it didn’t go as I expected (FEMDOM, THREESOME)

A couple of years ago I was hired by this couple who had been together for a while and wanted to “spice things up for just one night”. In my expert opinion, if relationships had tombstones that sentence would be common in many of them “Here lies the broken pieces of Ted and Mary’s marriage. They were trying to spice things up for just one night”.

Nothing wrong with adding some heat and pepper to your sex life. Specially if it’s a very long term one. But getting that message on my phone that says “we’re just looking for someone to spice things up for one night” to me reads like “dead bedroom. Husband is bored, wife doesn’t know what to do and agreed to something she doesn’t fully understand”.

And enough with the judging, ok? I know women can be just as sexual (or more so) than men and I’m sure there are many dead bedrooms out there that were killed by the husband and not the wife. But those aren’t usually the ones inviting me. Read more »