Used and Captured in the Alleyway [Femdom, Collaring, Verbal Degradation]

The alleyway was filled with purple lights flaring against the water-lathered ground. The sky had been drizzling since Zack opened this morning, but now— it was almost pouring. The other shops on his row were closed. They had been for a few hours now. The rest of the street rested in a barren state.

Zack locked the door and made his way toward the parking tower. He took a quick glance down to check his credit pad, then looked up. He squinted, peering into the shadow between two buildings. He took a set of delicate steps as he passed the tangential alley, then sent himself into a jog in the direction of the tower.

Zack took a quick peak back at the shadowed alley.. nothing. He was a bit of a worrier, and at this time of night, he had good reason to be. The streets of the Ultra District were a breeding ground for gangs. They basically ran the place. But fortunately, the street behind him was completely empty— and quiet, save the pitter-pattering rain.

My first femdom part 11: borrowed at the studio [MF]

First 10 parts are in my profile!

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“So close to cumming already?” the Mystery Woman asked while stroking me.

“Yes,” I replied.

“You’re gonna be here for a while, so I’ll stop for now. But I’m gonna make you cut before I give you back to your woman.”

MW stopped stroking, which was a huge relief. I was not into cum eating, and I was desperately trying to save myself for Claire.

“Let’s make this a little more fun – I won’t make make you cum if you don’t want to.”

“What’s the catch?” I asked.

“The catch is that by the time Claire comes to pick you up you’ll be begging me to make you cum. I’m not sure if you heard us talking before she left, but she let me know every single little thing that turns you on.”

Without skipping a beat, MW delivered a light slap to my balls, making me flinch to defend myself. The slap itself wasn’t too hard, but it caught me by surprise since I was blindfolded, handcuffed and wasn’t expecting it.

“Maybe next time” [short] [FemDom] [F M] [Teasing] [Edging] [handjob]

As you laid on top of me I could feel all of your little bumps and imperfections of your princess-like hands travel so slowly and teasingly through every inch of my already excited body. I was sweating so hard with the simple thought of your beautiful hands being in control of my whole soul and body, and you knew…
You perfectly knew how much my body couldn’t resist getting teased by those hands…

As your hands got closer and closer to my already hard cock and my breathing got heavier by the minute you knew how easily it was for you to be in control of everything, I couldn’t fight back, I couldn’t resist, all I could do was hold in.

I closed my eyes and travelled trough all the toughs I could think of my life, praying I could think of something else to not make me cum. I could feel your hand began stroking my cock so calmly that I couldn’t think of anything else but in that motion that your hands were doing, those strokes that had me at the edge of exploding with every time your fingers touched my overly-estimulated glans.

My sexual influencer. [femdom] [gender play] [m/f]

Growing up I would often find myself being the kid with more friends that were girls instead of boys. As far back as starting elementary school I was always playing on the playground with the girls instead of the boys.

Later in elementary school I somehow made a new friend, Jessica. She lived with her grandmother, near the open field the neighborhood kids often played in. I don’t remember how we actually met but I remember it being a quick growing friendship. I loved hanging out at her house.

We would often play at her house in the basement playroom. We would end up playing house or any type of game that was husband/wife, mom/baby, or sometimes her friend Heather, that lived 2 houses down from her would join us. Less than half of the time Heather was involved in our play time. At this age, I never saw it as sexual or “role playing” but just playing with friends.

Pegging an older first timer [FM] [mild femdom] [lengthy exposition] [affirmative consent] [aftercare]

I have many favorite sexual things: giving and receiving oral, being just bratty enough in public places to provoke an immediate dicking down in private (or private enough) places, strapping-on for a willing partner, and even lately, after the miserable touch-starved year we’ve all lived through together, just laying next to another human, feeling the heat and sweat and perfection of skin to skin touch with them, ideally in the afterglow between round N and round N+1. But my most favorite thing is edging my partner until they tip into the wild throes of an intense whole-body orgasm, the kind of orgasm that demands long stillness before the recipient is capable of ego recollection after its dissolution into the vast sea of nothingness that is ultimate reality. (Aka Switch’s grand unified theory of what happens when we orgasm, as heavily influenced by popular conceptions of Eastern philosophy.) The kind of orgasm where, once they’ve regained their executive functioning enough to words, the first thing they tell me is either that it feels like I’ve just sucked their soul outthrough their genitals (*leaving me to wear it on my face, yummmmm*), or, as with my recent Tinder date, in the same bed he shares with his long-distance wife, to incoherently babble to me about how “by far – far far far away – that was the best sex I’ve ever had.”

For My Partner… (MF, Femdom, Affection)

All you have to do is sit there. I’ll tie your hands together behind you, blindfold you, then take my panties off and put them in your mouth so you’re unable to make a sound. I’ll tease your dick until you’re hard enough for me to insert you. I’ll use my spit, my breath, my tongue. But I won’t touch you until I’m in your lap, putting your hardness inside of me. I’ll lean forward, pressing my body against yours. You’ll be able to feel my thighs on yours, my breasts on your chest, but you won’t be able to touch. I’ll hold onto your shoulders and caress your neck, teasing you with my lips and tongue. Then I’ll start slightly moving my hips up and down with you inside me. I’ll go slow at first. Slow and steady. And then I’ll get a little bit faster. Then I’ll stop. I’ll get up and grab my vibrator before coming back and putting your wet dick into my mouth, vibrator on your balls. I’ll hear you moan through the panties and I’ll push them in even more, my fingers spread across your face while your dick is down my throat. I’ll be gagging, spit all over my face and in your lap. I’ll be tasting myself. Then I’ll stop. I’ll get back into your lap and guide your hard dick back inside me. I’ll take the vibrator off of your balls and put it against my clit. I’ll be riding you, pleasuring up both. And oh god will I be moaning. Leaning forward, I’ll moan in your ear. I’ll do what you can’t. Faster and harder, the intensity of me fucking you will increase. As I watch your body beneath me, I’ll see you throw your head back more and more violently. You’re getting close. The panties can barely contain your moans anymore. It’s like your body is moaning rather than your mouth. I know you can feel how badly I’m throbbing with you inside me. You can tell how I’m starting to hold my breath. You know I’m getting close; we both are. As I tense up, throw my head back, and feel my orgasm surge through my body, you throw your head back and moan as if the panties aren’t even in your mouth. All of a sudden, everything is euphoric… and wet. I immediately pull the vibrator away from myself and toss it onto the bed. My body falls against yours as you’re still orgasming. I can feel your dick inside me, pulsing with every shot of cum you empty into me. Then you go limp and I can hear you sigh. I start to giggle. I find the strength to sit up and take the panties out of your mouth and the blindfold off of your head. I let you catch your breath before engaging in a very deep and passionate kiss. I untie your hands and get off of your lap. Our mixed fluids leak out of me. I go to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I return, I clean the mess we made off of you. After we’re both clean, I get in the bed and curl up to you. You wrap your arm around me as I nuzzle my head against your neck and chest, my leg crossing over yours. I pull the blanket over our naked bodies. We both lie there in total bliss.

My first experience with bladder control as a domme

I have had a pee kink/fetish for a very long time. Sometimes I’d rather watch people having accidents than watch porn, so I knew that during exploring Femdom/Findom like I have been, I would need to explore bladder control too. At first I thought that I wanted to be the one controlled and played with like that, but over the years I’ve realised that I like to be the one in control. The thought of not just owning someone’s right to touch themselves or cum, or controlling their mind or even their wallets, but their own bladders… Now to me that is ultimate. The power I feel as the submissive becomes more and more needy, desperate is indescribable. See- you can try to hold it for as long as you can, hours even, but you’ll always have an accident. Some subs I even put in diapers to make sure they don’t make a mess.

Squeezed so hard they forgot where they were (Writing Experiment) [Fiction] [MF] [Str8] [Femdom] [Maledom] [Sensual] [Knockout]

*This is a bit of an experiment. I wanted to write two versions of essentially the same short story but with the roles reversed. The first is the femdom version, the second the maledom version. Let me know what you think and which one is better!*

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*Story 1*

The last thing Grant could remember was spots of white light, intense arousal, and swirling darkness. After some time, or no time at all he couldn’t tell, he felt a gentle tapping on his face. His eyes opened agonizingly slowly, and blurry colors slowly filled his vision. As he blinked and refocused, he heard a sigh of relief and a voice from above him.

“There you are sleepy head!” His wife Faye exclaimed. “I got kinda scared that I squeezed you out a bit too hard there. You’ve been snoozing for a while.” As Grant’s reality came back into focus for him, the first thing he saw was his wife straddling his naked body. She was wearing a black sports bra and a matching black thong. He shook his head and cleared more of the fog. He realized that he was laying perpendicular on their bed, his head hanging ever so slightly off the edge. After a minute or so he became aware of a dull ache in his neck.

Alaskan Life : Part 1 [wife] [cum play] [ass play] [smell/dirty] [facesitting] [squirt] [watersports] [femdom] [probably others]

This is a long one! And more than a bit on the taboo side. I probably missed some tags, my apologies!

I do take commissions, so if you like this, shoot me a PM! All kinks and fetishes are welcome!

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Jason stopped on the slight hillside, he set down the armload of fire wood and took a deep breath. The crisp Alaskan air made for a refreshing morning, waking him up and getting him ready for the day ahead. At least in his opinion. His wife Missy, on the other hand, abhorred the “freezing bitter bullshit” as she called it.

It was always Jason’s dream to come here, that much is true. They both left their jobs, sold their home and moved to the great northern frontier! Although, in honesty, they weren’t more than an hour from the closest town. Still, it was enough for Jason. Standing here now, he could look out at the beautiful blue gray mountains, lush pine forest, and deep blue of the babbling brook running by their home. How Missy could sit inside all day was beyond him.

Pegged (femdom) [FM]

I lie, cuffed to the bed, the butterflies in my stomach only heightened by the cuffs on my wrists and ankles, holding me spread.
Vulnerable.
Every day I have to be strong, to help others, and calm down crisis. I run myself ragged being in control and making sure that others need are met…
But right now in the moment, I’m yours, my walls are finally down and you’re the one in control of me. The blindfold is soft and comfortable but it puts me on edge, I can only hear your soft footsteps around the bed, your excited breath as you see me like never before:
Only yours.
The bed creaks as you climb on top of me, and run your fingers across my chest, my sides, my face. You take in every inch of my being, stopping to give love to every freckle and mole. Your kisses are warm and soft like a candles flame, leaving me feeling like I’m floating. You move slowly down my body placing yourself on my erection, making me feel your heat and wetness. The only thing separating our bodies is the thin fabric of my underwear.
The blades of scissors trail down my chest to my waistband, raising it up, and with a few deft cuts I’m naked.
Naked.
More naked than I have ever been in my life. I have always been strong for you, but now you see the real me underneath; gentle, afraid, and only yours.
You slowly lower yourself on top of me, adjusting to my hardness, gasping as I fill you. I gasp in return, my sight blocked, the only thing I have is sensation. My hands stop short suddenly as I try to reach for you, the cuffs keeping me in place. In response you lean down and hold me as you begin to ride.
Together.
Waves of pleasure crash down on me as you use my body, and I begin to float away, my moans getting louder when suddenly it draws to a halt. You chuckle as you dismount, ignoring my sounds of protest. Lube, cold and alien suddenly gets rubbed on my hole, my cock now aching with need.
First a finger, then two, you enter my ass, searching for my prostate. With my vision still obscured all I can see are stars and galaxies. Your movements become frantic and I hear your small breathy moans as you pleasure yourself as well, and then it comes to a brief crescendo as you cum.
You removed your fingers and I hear the bottle of lube click open again, my imagination running wild, and then I feel it: your “cock”. You push against me with it and for the first time you slide in easily as I relax to take you. The blindfold lifts and my eyes adjust to the light, and your smile as you began to thrust in me.
Full.
You keep touching different parts of me with your hands as you thrust in and out me, the toy stretching me and filling me. There’s no pain, only pleasure as the thrusts get stronger. You’ve found your rhythm and despite our height differences, my tall body is now bouncing under your small frame. “Cum for me baby.” You whisper and that’s it, every fiber of my being, every nerve ending, atom, EVERYTHING gives over to pleasure as my ass clamps down on the toy. I cry out as rope after rope covers my chest and the sheets around my, my cock throbbing.
Safe.
You lay down on top of me, undoing the cuffs so I can finally hold you back. and we stay there for a while, basking in the trust we have for each other.