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Thrift Store Sissy

by sissywendi on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

A story by wendi marie st.clair She was looking at girl's blouses the first time He saw her. Of course, most of the world wouldn't have seen her as a "she" at the moment, but wearing her flare-leg, hip-hugging jeans that were obviously from the junior miss department and the androgynous purple t-shirt that showed that she shaved her body, she looked like a...

Weekend with Sir Ch. 03

by badlilgoodgirl on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

**Thankyou for everyone's kind comments. Please read Weekend with Sir, chapters one and two first as this is the continuing story** * Her cunt seeped juice. The butt plug that was still firmly nuzzled in her ass was suddenly ripped from its hiding place, and quickly replaced with the Domme's huge fuck toy. The slut screamed from the combined pain and pl...

Lured into Domination Pt. 05

by Subob on May 29, 2018
BDSM

I lay there, straining to hear something, any noise that would indicate what's going on. Who the hell showed up? What's going to happen to me? The fear taking over me spurred the limpest dick I had all night, surely I wouldn't be of any use now. Then finally heard footsteps approaching, oh gawd, what backlash would I be facing?? My Domme entered, standing ju...

You Are My New Captured Royal Slave

by Samuraithrowaway on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

You are in a simple dungeon with a wooden floor and metal restraints decorating the ceiling and wall. Reddish light glows from alcoves covered in ornate fans. In front of you stands a domme- one of my female guards who has systematically punished and trained you throughout the last few weeks. She has straight darkbrown hair and is dressed in a tight leather...

Weighted by Love

by raself on Sep 13, 2017
Anal

Seer/Domme’s special foot-pan had a thermal component, which is what made it special. As quickly as I could manage, I returned with it and put it in place at Seer/Domme’s feet, beneath Her computer desk. After plugging it in, I squeezed every drop of my essence from the condom into the pan, then hurried off to gather the other ingredients: Seer/Domme’s uniqu...

She Takes His Essence

by raself on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

Seer/Domme maintained that the male’s shape-shifting lower appendage gave the lie to all his inner secrets – his mute, dangling antenna, in its inevitable swellings and shrinkings, rendered him both vulnerable and transparent, easy pickings that She candidly monitored at will. She further held that the male's essence was in his genital flow, that for him to...

Used To Entertain

by Little1 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Last night, Mistress Domme and her lovely friend Betty were both laying back comfortably together on the black leather sofa. They were sipping Champagne and talking as I attended to their needs. I wore a skimpy maid's outfit and black patent heels. It was my very first real life session with Ms. D, after having been trained online by her for several months...

Writing Realistic Female Dominance

by stlgoddessfreya on Sep 13, 2017
How To

Scene 1 I couldn't believe I was doing it, even as I followed the tall blonde in the black PVC catsuit to the door with "Private" written over the door in tilting red script. I just went to the sex club to watch, at least that was my plan, but as soon as I saw her demonstrating the proper way to flog a man in a kneeling position, I knew I would be on my kne...

Cinderella - a BDSM Retelling

by MistressMoira on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later. Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he...

Obedience Training

by Kajirus on Mar 10, 2020
BDSM

Chris was on all fours in the middle of the room. His back straight with his head in line and looking down. He was naked as this was always expected when serving his Mistress however he wore a few accessories. Around his neck was a steel collar. The collar served two purposes, the first was that it served as a very real reminder that Chris was a slave, as so...