Am I still a lesbian? [19] [F] [FMF]

So being 100% honest here– this isn’t exactly quite a sex story, but I really need to get it off my chest. My whole life I’ve never been attracted to men. Romantically or sexually At all.

Yet, there are times were I’ll be in a headspace where my kinks instanty twist into the realm of things like “breeding”, “daddy/sir, ect. If I fall too deep in the hole of horniness. And overall, being desperate.

I don’t know exactly why. I’ve considered myself homosexual my whole life, however I considered both Pansexuality, and Bisexuality. As any type of femme, and or, masculine looking person I find attractive.

But those who consistently identify themselves as men.. I just don’t know.

I don’t know If I’m subconsciously liking humiliation and putting men down as my ‘punishment’ persay, but I’m completely lost.

Mainly due to the fact, even now, I sometimes message guys with the idea that we can get each other off. Especially If I’m desperate- I will actually beg to be ‘stretched out’ or ‘bred.’

So either I’m just a hormonal 19 year old, or Incompetent as per usual.

The Three Domme Night: Part 2[FM][Fdom][reluc][anal][huml]

Esme wore a Black leather bra with silver studs lining the upper rims and straps. Two thin silver chains hung down over the cups of the bra and her purple pendant dangled down between her breasts. Her curvaceous body was pale and her milky skin was flawless. Her black satin panties were all but covered by the leather harness strapped tightly around her hips. Protruding from the front of the harness was a ten inch long, black silicone dildo. I stared at it in horror. The intimidating length, the frightening girth, the veins surrounding the firm but pliable surface.

I sat, naked and quaking, still on the hard floor where Cami had left me. My heart pounded in my chest like a jackhammer and I couldn’t pull my gaze away from this monstrosity. Cami had joined Ciarra against the far wall now and Esme took her place on the chair in front of me. She sat comfortably, legs spread, slouching, her hands resting on her thick, creamy thighs.

“You like what you see, my pretty little slave girl?” Esme snickered as I cowered in the corner. “Get that sweet ass over here and kneel in front of Mama.”

The Femdom Student And Her Submissive Professor (25)

This cock seemed out of the ordinary. I had already sucked two other cocks, those of the two delivery men who I was offered to by Mistress Michelle. But this was another caliber of cock. I licked my lips and slowly apprehended this mysterious cock. I can not describe the troubled desire that struck me at that moment, squatting in the toilet, [dressed like a slut](http://shop.femdoming.com/sexy_clothes/kitten_wet_look_wrap_top_and_shorts_o-s.html) ready to fuck, chained to the pipes by my student dominatrixes involved in this perverse [femdom lifestyle](http://femdoming.com/fiction/femdom-student/femdom-student-submissive-professor-24/). I wanted to give pleasure to this cock that was offered to me and my Mistress did not fail to notice this, “I saw your video, you have made good progress, I’m impressed. You’ve become a real pro at sucking dick!”

Christy.. That’s the voice I recognized. My Mistress, or rather my Mistresses, not the voice of one of my dominatrix students that were in the bathroom before. The fact that Christy is here dominating me, and especially knowing that I knew she knew who I really was, was especially humiliating. Her words pierced my soul and brought tears to my eyes.

Breakfast is Served [mF][gentle Femdom][chastity][tease]

Today is the day; the day you promised; the day I have spent these months waiting for; the day which has filled my every waking moment ever since That Day…

…That Day, yes. I suppose that’s the place to start; the Day everything changed.

I’m a successful businessman, running a small property agency with a few branches across the country. From the one property I started with, I now manage a portfolio of over a thousand properties, worth over a hundred million, and turning over more than ten million a year, as well as sales and rentals on behalf of clients. I don’t say this to boast, at least not anymore, merely to give you an idea of me, and how easy it is for me to have anything I want. I live well, play hard, and fuck; or at least I did.

On That Day I was in my office just as any other. Business was good, there was little for me to do these days; I was preparing to head home for the afternoon. There came a knock at my door, my assistant stuck her head in; “there’s someone here to see you, Sir. I know you weren’t expecting anyone, but she insisted.”

A Three Domme Night[fmff][sissification][foot worship][femdom]

I woke up in a thick mental haze. My temples were throbbing and my eyes were slowly adjusting to the dim light. I immediately felt the cold, hard floor beneath me, and the piercing steal of the metal handcuffs that constricted around my wrists. I blinked a few times and looked around the small, unfamiliar room that I found myself in.

It was a normal dorm room with small, single bed in one corner and a cheap wooden desk in another. The walls were beige and the laminate flooring was a light brown. The decor was fairly feminine and I didn’t recognize any of the family pictures that adorned the walls. The bed was covered in a purple bedspread and faux fur pillows. The sheer pink curtains were drawn and thick blinds covered the window.

There was, however, something familiar in the room. Three things, actually, three women.

Working Hard for a Raise [FFFM] [spanking]

Working Hard for a Raise

*this is of course a work of fiction and fantasy. Any reluctance is part of the fantasy and not meant to represent a real situation.*

I’ve just returned home from work. Finally. I shower, enjoying the hot, delicious water and my luxurious organic soap. I get out of the shower and check my phone.

Oh God. A text from my boss. She can’t make me come in tomorrow. I need at least one weekend to myself here and there. Instead, I’m pleasantly surprised to see an invite to a gathering at her house tonight. I’m pretty tired but I know it’s important to accept these kinds of invitations. I text her back, “I’ll be there! Thanks for the invite.” Then I go into my room. I wear a bodysuit as underwear beneath a black tee-shirt dress and add a dangly necklace. I figure it walks the line of casual but sophisticated very well, and the lacy bodysuit underneath gives me a smooth silhouette. I’m ready to go.

Losing my Bisexual Virginity [MM]

It all happened when I was 21 and stuck in my hometown. I had just been brutally broken up with a few months earlier and was still devastated by it. Out of nowhere a good friend of mine pulls me aside and, out of character for him, asks if he can ask me a question and keep it between us. Not having a reason to distrust him I tell him sure. He then asks if he can fuck me.

I was blindsided. I had no idea how to respond. I stood there for a moment and tried to pick out words, any words, of “No… Maybe…I’m not sure?” which surprised me as I was 100% straight! He realized I needed some time to think about it and told me to just let him know and his next Saturday was free. For that or just to hang out.

Subway Slut [MF] public, humiliation, risky sex, dubcon, creampie

My morning commute is typically crowded, but this is ridiculous. The subway is absolutely packed to the brim – standing room only. I know I’ve only been going to college in the city for a couple months, but I’ve never seen it this bad. It looks like something you’d see in Japan or China – packed person to person with no room to even stick your elbows out, much less breathe. I feel like a sardine, squished tight against my fellow commuters, but I suppose it could be worse. I don’t mind it so long as nobody tries to steal shit out of my purse, I just want to get to class.

I amuse myself through the delay by watching a group of high school boys that are squished in front of me – separated only by an older lady in a pantsuit. They’re loudly complaining and discussing their school day, which keeps me moderately entertained when I can’t even move my arm far enough to scroll through reddit on my phone.

[FM] Not the usual kind of “blind date” (Part 2)

(This is continued from right where Part 1 left off. The link to the first part is in the comments below)

“I have something for you, if you want it.”

I was so overwhelmed from all the excitement, I didn’t really know what to say in reply, and it was difficult to hear his words clearly through my heavy breaths and still thunderous heartbeat, feeling like it would explode out of my chest.

His hand tightened around my throat, not enough to cut off my air or hurt, but just forcefully enough to bring me back to the moment; his tightened grasp was enough to make me really see him, to come out of my dazed thoughts. His face hovered within an inch of mine, his warm breath touching my lips, making me want to feel his lips pressed to mine again, yet even as I tried, I found that he held me down to the bed. I continued involuntarily grinding my hips as much as he would allow me to, pressed so tightly as he was to me in missionary on the bed. He had creampied me a moment before and he was still hard. He had made me climax multiple times since he had walked through the door, and my body still wanted more; needed more.

[MF][CNC] Becareful what you wish for.

Author’s Note: This story contains a depiction of violent consensual nonconsent play. Rest assured, prior negotiation occurred in advance, that’s not mentioned in the story.

 

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It was late last summer and I was sitting in front of a TV, at the end of the bed, in the room of the motel she had reserved for us. It was the kind of motel were all the rooms had a door that led outside. A no name hotel right off the freeway. She had been drawn to me, by the stories I had written and was eager to find out if I measured up to the bold characters in my stories or if I was all talk with no bite. She was an attractive 30 something year old housewife, trapped in a sexless marriage, chained to a man by her children, that she loved more than her own life.

 

Her desires were deep and her wishes were clear. She wanted a rough one time affair. She wanted to feel volatiled and used. Her only request were that I not bruise her too severely that she couldn’t conceal them until they healed and I was never to let her see my face.