Tag: Male Dominant

Carmen (Part 2) [MDom] [fsub] [FDom] [Group] [FMF 30s-40s]

The electric gates swung open as we pulled into the driveway, and the curving driveway led us behind a high hedge to a surprisingly large but tasteful house. Nothing ostentatious, but tasteful and elegant.

The handwritten and hand-delivered invitation had been similarly tasteful and elegant, on thick, pale cream notepaper. Addressed to us both, the words were in a beautiful looping hand in dark red ink, and signed “Carmen X”.

The invitation had suggested, in a hair’s breadth short of an instruction, that we attend her house at seven on Saturday, and she looked forward to seeing us then. Confident and self-assured, and irritatingly irresistible. As tempted as I was to be awkward and suggest a different date, we dutifully re-arranged a couple of things and agreed to attend. Invitations to Carmen’s house were virtually unheard of, and we might not get another chance.

The door was opened by Carmen’s husband, who was dressed in his usual club outfit. He wore hick black leather collar, black leather bolero, wrist and ankle cuffs to match his collar and a steel chastity cage. He didn’t speak, and I realised at that moment that I’d never heard him speak, but beckoned us in to the minimalist hallway. Read more »

Fundraising, Part 2 (Mf, MDom, Training)

You take me by the hand and lead me back to the living room. “Right. Now that we’ve ascertained that you’re in heat and badly in need of a man’s guidance, let’s get started. Have a seat on the floor Amy,” you say and then make yourself comfortable on couch. I sit where you tell me, my mind reeling. How did I get myself here? I was just selling chocolate bars for my high school fundraiser door to door in my apartment complex, and when you invited me inside I didn’t really think anything of it. Did I really not tell *anybody* where I was going to be? Did I really just slide my own wet pussy across your hand willingly? What the hell?!

I realize that even though the front door is locked, the sliding glass door in the living room is open about six inches or so. I could run. Right now I could jump up and run out of your apartment. I could never come back here or speak to you again or even walk past your door. I could. I should. …But I don’t. I do feel like an old part of me is leaving, but another part of me, a new part of me practically feels like a switch was flipped when I came here to you. I hear the strength in your voice, and my body knows the truth of it. Read more »

A Domesticated Kitten – Part II [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Oral] [Anal Play] [Rough] [Tease & Denial]

*[A Domesticated Kitten – Part I [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Oral] [Rough] [Mild Petplay]](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/n1sm58/a_domesticated_kitten_part_i_mf_mdom_fsub_bdsm/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3) *

He looks at her, ass up in the air, exposed fully to him, and bound to the corner of the mattress.

“Would you like to feel the leather across your ass?” he asks as he slips his belt off.

“No, Sir. I’ve been good, haven’t I?” Kitten pleads.

“Yes, you have. No, I will not use the belt on you. But I do want to play.” he says, approaching her.

She feels his fingers caressing her ass, light strokes gliding along, causing goosebumps on her flesh. He is sliding his hands up her back, along her spine. Her head is resting on the bed, her back arched, and her ass displayed. Her nipples are erect from the sensations his fingers are creating and from the gentle touch they receive each time they lightly brush the sheets. He reaches around and flicks a nipple, lightly, gently, just enough to cause the wetness on her labia to increase with a burst of feeling. His hands return to her ass, and he slides his finger between her ass cheeks, brushing lightly against her entrance. Her pussy aches for his touch, but he ignores it, letting her nectar seep out, dripping down her thighs. He glides his finger around her asshole, slipping down to lubricate it regularly with her wetness, then back again. As the lube eases his access, he slowly applies more pressure, slipping into her. He slides out and repeats the process until his depth reaches his first knuckle. This steady, slow pattern increases her arousal, each cycle increasing the depth of his finger until it is fully inserted into her ass, sliding in and out. She is breathing heavily now, her soft moans matching his cadence. Read more »

Carmen (Part 1) [MDom] [fsub] [FDom] [Group] [FMF 30s-40s]

Even among all the activity in the room, her silent and confident prowl draws attention of almost everyone. Short and curvy, with olive skin and large, dark eyes that seem to shine with fire and amusement at her surroundings. Her body moving beneath her black silk dress seems to hypnotise the men and women around her.

She makes eye contact with several women as she moves through the crowd, making one or two blush as she smiles and licks her full, pink lips. She does nothing to hide her desire, walking with an absolute confidence that comes from having seduced most of the women in the club at one point or another.

I turn my attention from her back to V, my partner, who’s on her back on a dais in the middle of the floor, being spitroasted by two friends as the wife of one of them sits on her stomach and twists her nipples with malicious glee. V catches my eye and raises one finger, reassuring me that she’s having a wonderful time. If it gets to five fingers, that’s her signal that she needs it to stop, and I’m ready to step in immediately. Read more »

The Obedient Cumslut Bimbo Slave Girl: Man’s True Best Friend (cnc hypnosis, mdom/fsub 30s)

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Every Man needs a Cumslut Bimbo Slave. It’s honestly true that no man can resist the chance to fill a Bimbo with his cum, as Bimbos like me are made to take cum and service Men. Derek was certainly learning how much more he preferred a Bimbo Slut to his plain-jane fiancee, my best friend Sarah. Sarah was noticing how much more time we were spending together but I was too lost in my cock thoughts to come up with a good answer for her. In fact, I think I only heightened her suspicions more as just his name alone made me drool and groan a little, remembering the feeling of his cock hitting against my cervix, flooding it with cum.

Derek however smartly came up with the excuse that we were working on a project together. This wasn’t exactly untrue either as we were working on a project together; Master was helping me transform my body into a Beautiful Bimbo Body. We spent hours and hours stretching and filling my pussy and throat up with his sticky cum, amazing ourselves with my Bimbo Ability to always take more. My holes never seemed to be satiated, and with stupid slutty Sarah always hanging around (she and Derek lived together) we couldn’t meet up nearly as often as my Bimbo Body needed. Read more »

The Principal’s Wench [M40/F18] [nc] to [con] [Mdom/Fsub]

It was the summer before my Senior year of high school and to my surprise our ancient dowdy principal had been replaced by a handsome newcomer to our small town. Not only was he tall, but he had a ruggish handsomeness with a muscular ease to his movement. I’ve always had a thing for older men, but something about the confidence he exuded made me want him even more.

Our town has a small basketball league that many of the local men participate in, my stepfather included. It was here that I first met Mr. O’Connor and sized him up. You can tell a lot about a man by the way he plays basketball. Is he confident or shy? Does he know how to handle a ball, or is he a team player? Mr. O’Connor definitely knew his way around a court. I suspected by the bulge in his shorts, he could handle my plays just fine. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 6, Part 3 – Barbara [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking] [Dubcon] [Plot heavy]

**Barbara**

Meat. Dead meat.

I cut a steak for lunch, and repellent tassels flew out.

What did the warden say?

“Romano’s lungs were full of water, and a piece of debris tore through his chest. Disgusting like the contents of my plate. And I almost added them to the wreckage.”

I ate just enough so they wouldn’t think I was on a hunger strike. My stomach didn’t want to be alive. It was trying to expel the mustiness brought on by Enzo’s death. We fucked, we could even get to know each other. If Jenine, our dear savior, killed him, I don’t want to be saved by her anymore!

After lunch, according to the latest schedule update, Homemaking was supposed to follow, but Weatherby and Arnolph took us, the Loyalists, away. In the cabinet, they introduced us to our extraordinary testing – New Family Week. During that, we will be visiting the co-lector and her lover to live with them as their daughter and help in the house. Read more »

Executive Rivalry (Mdom, Fsub, MF, FF, office, catfight – 633 words)

**EXECUTIVE RIVALRY**
Story by All These Roadworks (2023).

*Jason helps his bitchy female junior executives settle their rivalry via a humiliating process.*

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Jessica and Tiana hated each other. They were both junior executives at the firm, in competing teams, and there was nothing they wanted more than to scratch each other’s eyes out.

Finally their manager, Jason, decided he had had enough of their bitchy catfighting after the two women had a screaming match outside his office.

“Listen up,” he said. “I should fire you both for this behaviour.”

They hung their heads in shame, awaiting his next words quietly.

“But,” he said, “you’re both talented, and I’d hate to lose you both. In fact, I’m expected to be getting promoted in two months’ time, and there’ll be an opening for one of you to take my job.”

They were clearly interested now. Jessica bit her lip cutely. Tiana’s eyes flashed with ambition. Read more »

Identity [Gentle MDOM]

I heard your car pull into the driveway, so I went out to meet you in the front yard. You were gathering your things and I made it to the car in time to open the car door to let you out. You stepped out gracefully, in spite of the tight, knee length skirt.

Your face was blank. A completely unreadable mask. I cocked an eyebrow and asked, “Well?”

Suddenly your face broke into a huge smile. “I got the job!” You squealed as you threw your arms around me.

Curmudgeon as I am, I couldn’t help but smile too. “Of course you did, they’d be idiots not to hire you.”

You leaned back to look me in the eye, “Not only that! They offered me 10% more than what I was going to ask for!”

I held your face in my hands. “That’s amazing. I’m so proud of you.”

You blushed a little as you said, “Thank you.”

I swiped a strand of hair out of your face and cupped your cheek with my hand. “What are you?” I asked. Read more »

Bonded. Part 2. [M/F] [M45/F28] [MDom/Fsub] [Slow Burn]

(*note: still a slow burn. slowest of simmers. i’m making a stew over here. and a it’s a short-ish chapter. enjoy!)*

A few days had gone by, and I was honestly starting to think that the man on the train had been a delirious daydream of mine after an exhausting day. And today was rounding up to be a similarly draining one, countless last minute requests that kept me on my desk far beyond the time I was being paid for. Unable to say no, and with a relentless need to always prove my worth, I wrapped everything up around 6 pm, a few hours later than my usual end of the workday.

Walking out of the office building into the twilight, it was nice to breathe in the air that was on the cusp of fall, chillier and less stifling than the usual humid swirl one had to endure. Thankfully, the wind wasn’t too rambunctious, but I still adjusted the flare of my dress, making sure I won’t accidentally flash anyone and walked over to the subway. Read more »