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I never saw Tamara again. She didn't respond to my one text congratulating her. After thinking about it, that probably wasn't what she wanted from me.

Mother pouted. Dad had actually laughed in public. It was like she'd never known the man, and she blamed me. In a bizarre form of punishment, she started wearing lipstick. It was blatant. She applied a deep red pigment to her cumulus lips, weekdays while Father was at work.

One day, her father caught her wearing it. I was given twenty dollars (to see a movie), excused from the house, and locked out. The only thing I wanted to watch was what happened between them. I put my ear against every curtained window. From the bathroom, I heard sharp blows against flesh. I didn't hear mother cry out. She must have been gagged. I was out of sight enough to risk masturbating. My cum sprayed against aluminum siding. Her father was still whacking mother as my dick shrank back to out-of-the-way size. I realized then that Grandpa hadn't said a word. It wasn't as if he had been gagged. My imagination said that he had built a psychic link to emotionally abuse Mom while he beat her. My imagination made me want to paint the house siding again.

It was a ridiculous thought, in so many ways, but I enjoyed every minute of it. Actually, from the time I first heard them, to when mother's dad stopped her punishment, less than five minutes passed. I returned two hours later. Mother's lipstick looked fresher than ever. She wiped it off before Father returned. The next morning, her deep red lips cradled my cock between them and rocked, in my mind. My dreamy wank soaked three tissues.

I learned early that getting off by myself was the best way to deal with seemingly constant sexual arousal. Once I'd cum, my mind could be rational for a few hours. I could be the power I hoped to become. Desire is the downfall of domination, until you learn to harness it. I was still learning, and it was a lesson made harder, after Dad had gone to work, when mother deliberately waited for me to wander by the kitchen before she picked up her lipstick and slowly stroked that oxygenated blood across her lips.

I took the auto sales job. It paid minimum wage plus commission. My percentage was probably half of what the other sales staff earned. It would be short term and wouldn't pay enough for a year of textbooks. But it would get me out of the house for the summer.

"No, I want the young guy." Said a blond in a blue tube dress covering her, neck to ankles. It was as if a sunlit sky had tracked me down. Her naked arms were bronze like her face that was framed with a 70's fluffed, golden mane. Said speaker twisted in her woven silk skin, away from the point salesman, my boss, and slinked up to where I stood like a cardboard poster child for suicide prevention.

"Gina sent me." The sparkle in her eyes hinted something between crocodile and supernova. The energy inside this woman, maybe 30, crackled louder than the florescent lights flooding the latest model cars destined to a junkyard in five years. Maybe it was the sound of her skin stoking static into her dress. In darkness, she would have lit up like a Van De Graaff generator.

"Well, Mmm-"

"Miss," She interrupted - her smirk intact. "Corrin."

"Miss Corrin, how may I help you?" I took a deep breath. Gina, huh. I decided she wanted to break me. I also decided this woman probably would.

"Sell me car to me." Her eyes, a hair higher than my own, suggested a gargoyle's disapproval. She waved a naked arm as if in a breeze and teetered. The ax fell to her right. "That one."

"I can sell that to you." I didn't look. I was new to the showroom, but the beast she wanted was unforgettable, an ex-military vehicle converted to commercial standards. "But you'll be back in a week, returning it."

"I don't mind the loss. What will I buy when I return?"

"The family sedan, in gray."

"I hate gray."

"Only the gray model has premium leather."

"I'll get leather from a third party, for my pick." Miss Corrin was ready to dismiss me. Her eyes withered from boredom. I didn't care as much about hers as I did about the eyes my boss drilled me with. I had to sell this woman for all she was worth.

"They won't cheat you as much as I can."

Everyone in the room heard a pamphlet drop.

Miss Corrin dripped, blond dye to green toenail polish. "Where do I sign?"

"I'll phone our financer." I didn't dare leave the woman or even her fixed gaze. I had to voice dial, to keep from glancing at the screen.

"Helen, here."

"I have a customer ready to write a check. Bring the sale slip for the Lurch floor model. She's willing to pay 128 thousand."

Maxed out, the Lurch XL Extreme, carried to your doorstep by vestal virgins, cost 114k brand spanking new. This floor model had languished for seven months, with nine hundred test miles on it (mostly from staff joyrides).

Helen's high heels were M-80s exploding across the floor tiles, until she reached the showroom. She clicked up to us and presented Miss Corrin with a clipboard. "We'll fill out your information, later." She took a picture of the customer's drivers license. She accepted the signed check. Helen clicked out of the room.

"What a dreary, little old lady." Miss Corrin turned to examine her purchase.

"I'm sorry. I can't sell this to you." I pulled the paperwork from Miss Corrin's hand and tore it in half. "We are a fine team of professionals here. I can't accept abuse against one my mates." Halves swooped to the floor.

"Allow me, Mis-" My boss launched himself between us.

But she had already turned away. "See that that boy gets a bonus." Her sensible sandals shuffled off like a blues 45 in a Wurlitzer.

My boss gave half a syllable of firing me. "Yyyy."

"I'll leave now." I exited quickly.

My walk home was interrupted. An Italian job that put the Lurch's price into a toy catalog, passed me, huffing its pipes. Its soft tires ground against asphalt. The carbon fiber body thrust a gull wing door up. A hand reached out and offered a middle finger. I walked past, head forward.

"Dreary? Really? I wouldn't have cared, if you'd called her a hag."

"Get in."

I stopped walking. "Get out."

The rumbling hum expired.

"I never expected to see a rental tag on one of those." I nodded appreciatively.

"Specialty rental. My company can afford it."

"You probably couldn't have afforded the sedan with vinyl seats."

"Give me some credit, young man. I'm debt free."

"And Gina is just a name my mother told you."

"Fuck."

"Gina wouldn't have recommended the dealership she works at." It had occurred to me during my walk.

"Call me Corrin, please?"

"Your first name." I stepped into the car, where I had to nearly lay down to fit its low profile. "Call me Walter. And how do you close this door?"

She entered her side and flipped a switch. The door chewed its way down. The tinted windows left us in gloom. "There's not enough room in here." Her breasts rose and fell. Static electricity tinkled around them.

"There's room enough to slap your pretty face." I told her politely.

"But not to take your arm up my ass."

"That's a thing?" I almost gasp at my stupid words.

"Walter, why do you think I'm here?"

"Because Mother is testing me."

"She's afraid of you."

"She's not afraid of her father, and my father is afraid of him."

"Your father is... not quite what you think."

"Oh, is this where Lord Vader says my grandfather is my father?"

"Really?" Corrin stiffened.

"I guess not." I can't say I was disappointed. I love my dad.

She smiled then. "Your father is a charlatan."

I ignored her. "Why are you here?"

"Because Lisa said you would amuse me."

"Why do I not believe you are the rich trash bitch you've been playing at?"

"You haven't amused me yet." She snorted a laugh. "That was funny, though." She started the car and drove me to her house on top of a hill in the city. We spent most of our time together discussing appropriate lubrication.

Before dinner, she dropped me home, eyeballs still sweating. My arm was a bit bigger than she was accustomed to. Amuse. Abuse. They might as well be the same word.

Mother's lips were plain and cold. "Thank you for phoning that you would be late."

"Walter, my food is getting cold." Father called from the dining table.

Mother and I seated ourselves. She seemed disappointed. She did enjoy the food she had prepared. I thought it was her best meal ever.

Father, his plate empty, rose and carried his dishes to the sink. He ran water over them and placed them into the dishwasher. "Lisa, Walter, please hand wash and dry the rest.

Dad sat in his chair, reading Dostoyevsky. We clinked china and glass and bumped elbows.

"Has Father lied to you?" I whispered.

She shook her head. I think she might have worried that I was being indiscreet. Whispering in the house was a federal offense.

I waited until the soapy water had drained and the faucet sang with clean flow. "Cheated?"

Mother handed her drying towel to me and left the room.

"Mother, you should finish what I asked." Father pounced.

She didn't return to the sink.

He left his book beside his chair, stood up, and pounced again.

I did not see them again that night.

Corrin texted right as I was drifting off to sleep.

"It still hurts."

The next day I learned I was not fired. I walked to work. Helen was waiting for me in the sales office.

"Thank you, Walter. In all my years, I've never heard a decent word from our lamprey."

"Careful, maybe I'm trying to suck some of your blood."

"It's not doing me much good, these days."

Helen was not old. Maybe she was fifty something. Her hair was colored white, but thankfully without the blue tint that keeps elderly husbands up all night. Pudgy, short, smart as three crows, Helen could account for 1000 ships. Her blood was more iron than plasma. "Did the check bounce?"

"I didn't bother with it. Here." She handed it to me. "I signed it over to you, as a momento."

I'd been to Corrin's house. She just might have $128,000 dollars in her checking account.

"Here's the one I cashed." She held up a photocopy. It showed the price of one gray sedan with premium leather.

My boss had sold it to Miss Corrin at the crack of dawn. I was listed on the bill of sale as an assist. "I insisted." Helen barked. "Son of a bitch! He would have left you hung to dry."

"Maybe I deserved that."

"You deserved this." An assist commission was a tenth of what the primary salesperson earned.

I didn't sell a car that day. Not for a week.

Corrin picked me up at the end of the week and took me for a spin in her new car. The right fender had a scratch. "You?"

"With a picture nail. Can't get too proud; might loose my reputation."

"With who?"

She was silent for a moment. "Your arm is too big for me."

We found something else that fit her better. I came in her ass three times that night. Whenever she pulled the vibrating Pocahontas from her pussy and begged me to fuck her proper, I pushed the device back inside her. I decided then and there. I was saving myself.

She decided, if I wasn't going to play fair, I shouldn't be playing at all.

I sold two cars the following week. I tried not to boast when I told father.

"Shitty job, Walter. You're wasting yourself."

"It's just a summer job. I have enough saved for college."

"Have you decided which?"

"Yes. The state university."

"So you'll move to the capital? You won't be able to afford rent."

"Not the first year. I'm mean, Sir, I won't move until the second year. I'm going to take classes locally, ones that transfer, but I'll be fully signed up for State."

"If you continue to live here, I'll require you to stop working. I want you to study not waste your time."

"Will many of your friends from last year be around?" Mother asked.

"Cheryl, I think." It was the only name I was going to give Mother. Corrin had spilled a few beans as well as lubrication, in our last session. I was still mulling them over.

"You will stop working, then. Understood?" Father insisted.

"I will, Sir." Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Mother blink.

"Mom? May I call Grandfather over tomorrow? It's my day off."

"It's your father's house, Walter."

As I expected. Father hadn't said anything. Very interesting.

I spoke with Grandpa before tucking myself into bed.

"I may have something that you would like." I hinted.

"Don't be mysterious, Walter. I don't do mystery." He wasn't coming over.

"Her name is Corrin."

"I've met her." My grandfather's arms were larger than mine. "You don't have anything then."

"I mean, I can convince her."

"That, I would like to see."

I called Corrin the next morning and asked her to set work aside for the day. She had an office in her home that put our mayor's to shame. It was a conference enabled workspace connected to a satellite data transceiver. Miss Corrin consulted with big boys.

"They're all little boys." I met her in front of the house at noon. "Hello, Grandfather."

"Corrin. My grandson says we might have an arrangement."

"Your grandson is a cheeky brat."

"He's too grown to discipline."

"Are you?" I asked him.

"Walter. Let's go inside and fire up that alien shooter."

"Corrin," I had no choice but to take a big risk. It's not as if I'd expected the two to jump in her backseat for a quickie. "I'm going to discipline you. Grandfather is going to evaluate me."

"The fuck-?" Grandpops lost a microsecond of cool.

"Okay. That's pretty fucking kinky." The peak of her delight surprised me.

"The hell, it is."

"Shut up, Grandfather." It was my last card.

"Is this where I laugh and everyone laughs and we drive out together for lunch?" It was his
voice he used to talk down to Mother.

"No, Sir. Corrin will drive us to her house, where I will direct her to satisfy you."

All I needed was a two second pause. I got one and a half.

"There's a big problem you've forgotten. I don't perform in front of anyone, even a director."

Ulp! Our family placed privacy above that of crime families. I had forgotten. I didn't have two seconds to respond.

"Then I'll direct her from another room."

"If you can't see what I'm doing..." Corrin snorted disbelief.

"I don't have to, if you do exactly as you're told." I gave my best Stonewall Jackson face to my grandfather.

"I can only imagine a failing grade, but is your word your bond?"

"It is, Sir."

"I'm not the sort of parent who dashes foolish dreams." Why waste his effort when my dreams would likely dash upon me.

We did go together for lunch. Grandfather paid. I think he wanted to test my nerves. I could hear them rattling, in that smooth riding car, before and after lunch. She drove into her garage and stopped the engine.

"Greet your master, Slave." I started.

"Welcome to my-"

"Again!" I interrupted.

"Welcome to another of your homes, Master Anthony." She opened her door. Shut it carefully, crabbed right to the passenger door and opened it. She bowed until Grandfather extracted himself. He rolled his eyes at me.

I exited the car without fanfare. "Invite him inside."

"Allow me to usher-"

"Cut the crap, Walter." Grandpa probably killed an entire grade point then.

"Corrin, go inside and get ready, for anything."

"I never did like cheese ball." Grandpa shook his head. There might have been a slight smile for a millisecond.

He hadn't been to this house. Corrin was not as accomplished when he'd first played with her. I served instead of a lowly slave. I felt far lower.

"I know I should put you two in the master bedroom, but the den has the right weirdness." For a lusty wench, Miss Corrin's bedroom is as boring as a tea cosy. She has an erotic statue in the den, but it's the only one and is tasteful. I doubt her terabytes of personal cloud servers host anything a Cardinal would consider pornographic. She keeps her cache of play toys in the den's floor safe. The leather 5 piece is treated with a special oil, for easy cleaning. I added, "You wouldn't hear me from the bedroom, anyway."

"I don't want to hear you." My grandfather grumbled.

I had anticipated that much. "Corrin, be sure to wear something with a waistband. I hollered." We didn't have to wait long. I would have lost another grade point if we had.

She descended the staircase in a classic babydoll. It's hem danced at pussy height, teasing glimpses of a trim, golden bush. (she had dyed it too) For contrast, she sported a white garter belt and transparent, white stockings. She had even rouged her cheeks. "Daddy?" She looked at my grand old man.

I went to her and whispered. "Not sure what to think of your improvisation." I had her phone and earbuds. Incredibly, the colors matched her virginal garb. "Wear these. It's running an app that lets me speak from my phone to yours." Duh. She wanted to say. She curtsied instead. I rolled my eyes and gave Grandpa a parting smile. His own, slight one surprised me.

My communication range was limited, especially through a wall. I walked around the corner, into the laundry room. "If you can hear me, beg the old man to let you pleasure him."

"Anthony, I've thought about you, and what you did to me several years ago."

"You forgave me for that?"

"Never, but I mind it less now. Maybe I need to be reminded."

Gee. Did I even need to say anything.

"Mind what you're doing then, girl."

I didn't catch his meaning right away. Two seconds of silence spurred me. "Approach him with eyes down, chin up, Corrin. Take his clothes off as he allows." Should I suggest smalltalk? "Kiss his buttons before unfastening them." I was improvising now. I felt like an idiot. How did I know what kind of foreplay my grandfather liked?

"He tell you to do that?"

I heard her hum. Couldn't tell which way.

"Continue." Grandfather sighed.

"Bite him. I don't care where and not softly."

"Shit!" He cried out.

"Tell him, you did that."

"I get to enjoy some of this too." She told him.

"Pick up the crop I set on the computer desk. Hand it to him. Offer your ass."

I knew she liked a light whipping, but Grandfather had only heavy cream.

SMACK! I didn't know a crop could bellow like that. I've only heard them crack.

"Hey! That-" WHAP! "OOWW!!"

SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! S-"OWH! HAAYY!!! YAAA!!!" SWAT! SWAT!

"Bite me, will you, cunt?"

"No, I- He-"

"Shut the fuck up!" I cried into my phone.

"No... master!" SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"OWWWW-YOWWW-YOW!!"

I let her rest for five seconds after the last swat landed. It was worth losing a half a grade point. I was the party responsible.

"Uninspiring." Grandfather spoke. I imagined not to her.

"Take his hand and let him feel your wetness."

"You think I care about your tears?"

"Not your face!"

"That's better, little woman. You're warmed right up."

"His dick better be out. If not, make it so." The last thing I wanted to imagine was my Grandfather's tool. I thanked our family's privacy standard with all my heart. More gross, I had to decide if she should suck on it right away or fondle it first.

"Nuzzle him. On your knees, if you're not already there."

"He must have liked something that she was doing. Grandfather took charge."

"Turn around. No. Keep me in your mouth and flip like a steak in a pan." After a few seconds of bodies contorting, he mumbled. "Where were those clamps..."

"It's okay. I set the screws to a mild position. Even if he adjusts them, he might be in a hurry-"

"FHUUGHH!!!!" She screamed onto my grandfather's rampant prick. Her second scream was loud and clear.

"I don't know what that boy's telling you, but I'm the man you listen too, pussycat."

"No. Please. Not there!" Corrin wailed. Her third shriek could have broken champaign flutes.

"You think those bite." His voice deepened from one-sided merriment. "I need to taste some things."

My role shifted from director to counselor. "You can survive this, Corrin. You can say no, even. If you have to escape, do it. But hold on as long as you can. Please. I'll even fuck you proper, if you still want that."

She cried hard enough to quiet a smoke alarm.

Grandfather gloated, "That was good enough to have more."

Corrin cursed and yelled. She must have flailed around, in my grandfather's devouring grip. Items crashed in the room.

"I'll come in there, Corrin. Just yell my name. I'll stop him, however. I promise."

"Don't run from me, Bitch!" Grandfather hollered. Corrin yelped and then she barked like a dog. Was he beating her again?

"Is he fucking you?" In the ass? She made sounds I recognized.

Fuck. Grandfather must have been giving it to her like a locomotive. She didn't stop barking.

I wanted to pull on my prick, adjust its tight length in my pants. I listened and listened. Corrin never called my name.

Five minutes later, Grandfather reproached. "Walter."

I turned off my phone, and hung my head. "Coming, Grandpa." This was failure and humiliation. Not. At. All. Fun.

I entered Corrin's den, greeted with applause. Four hands spanked me, virtually. The two adults lounged on the couch, her phone between them. They shared its ear buds. Their grins were swords of Damocles. Was she eating a chocolate? He thunked the crop against the leather armrest.

I had been played. "Good one." I turned to leave them, she still dolled up, grandfather with every stitch of his sturdy clothes adorning him. My dream dashed upon me.

"Take yourself outside, Walter. Get some air. You need to cool down, for at least an hour."

I got his hint. My entire plan to impress my grandfather had only hurled me into a cesspit.

He said to my receding back, "You don't need grades to know if you're any good, at anything."

An hour later, it was my turn to sit Corrin's house. She had dressed to drive Grandfather home. He told her to chauffeur me separately. He would square it with my mother.

"You mean my father?" I asked politely.

Grandfather scrunched up his face at me. "Doesn't he know by now?" He told his escort.

"I gave him enough hints." Corrin shook her head and lead my Grandfather out of her house. She limped in a familiar pattern.

What was it about my father?

She'd called him a charlatan. She'd also said that he had disappointed his parents, and they'd abandoned him. I figured if he were as bent as I, his parents were the stretch of the sexual ignorance bell curve flinging hatred.

Corrin had said his parents told him he didn't deserve to be called a man. Just how harsh were they?

That left Grandpa's clues. He'd agreed to let Father marry Mother, as long as Mother agreed.

I couldn't stop puzzling over it. When Corrin returned to fetch me home, I was still puzzled.

We were silent until she parked in front of my home and I emerged. "So." She called out from her side of the car. I walked to my front door, listening. "When do you want to get together for that fuck?"

If Dad had heard, I was in for a painful evening. The curtain shifted.

I sighed and put my key in the lock. Corrin drove away.

I entered an empty living room. "Father?" In my head, I heard him answer, "We are not in competition."

"He's not here, Walter." Mother was in the kitchen.

I found her typing on her laptop. The machine was still booting.

"Dad's a woman, Mom. Isn't she?"

"He."

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Perchance to Dream

"You want us to watch Shannon until the fireworks are over, and then to bring her home?" Ryan Cameron didn't really have a question about what Rev. Powell wanted; he just needed a minute to consider the consequences. It was Saturday, July 4, and the fireworks were scheduled for later that night. "Oh could I, Mr. Cameron?" Shannon Powell begged. "I would appreciate it," Rev. Powell said. "I don't have to read my sermon from the pulpit, but I do have to write it down. And today I've...

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Perchance to Dream

She was driving home from the Doctor’s appointment; steering with her right hand while her left rested on her stomach. She was thinking of the future and her husband as she approached the intersection. The light was green her way and had been for a bit as the stopped traffic had cleared out. She was half way through the intersection when the street racer, who was trying to out run the police, hit her broadside. He awoke from the dream, covered in sweat and shaking. Scrubbing his hands over...

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Perchance to DomChapter 3

I called off my date with Gina. I told her in person. "Too bad. I was considering buying black fishnets for the occasion." "On you, they might have turned into a fetish for me." "Instead, you turned into a shit." Her shaking head underscored disapproval. "Look. You're only interested in playing, pretending more than participating. I won't get what I need trying it with you. "I would have made it worth your time and, ahem, effort." Her swallow following her words spoke truer....

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Perchance to DomChapter 4

I never saw Tamara again. She didn't respond to my one text congratulating her. After thinking about it, that probably wasn't what she wanted from me. Mother pouted. Dad had actually laughed in public. It was like she'd never known the man, and she blamed me. In a bizarre form of punishment, she started wearing lipstick. It was blatant. She applied a deep red pigment to her cumulus lips, weekdays while Father was at work. One day, her father caught her wearing it. I was given twenty...

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Perchance to DreamChapter 3

The first half of this summer’s interns arrived in late May. We met them Monday morning, shaking hands as we moved through the much larger than normal group. The first half of the interns was more than we had in total last summer. Of course, we also had a lot more work to do. I noticed a timid-looking young Hispanic woman near the back of the group as we approached. When I neared her, she genuflected to one knee. “Holy Shaman Parker,” she said reverently in Mayan, her voice quivering with...

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Perchance to DreamChapter 4

Sally was released from “sleep-jail” in time to join us for breakfast. The room was full of knowing smirks when she immediately claimed my lap, and she almost behaved herself with only one quick grope she claimed was an accident. She made no excuses for the kiss she gave me right before we left for work. She worked like a girl possessed all morning, again claiming my lap at lunch. That’s where her parents found her when they came by to get her. Sally looked very pleased with herself when they...

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christines visit to a prodom

I am a sub female, in my 20's at the time this occurred, and had experienced various BDSM acts with past boyfriends and knew I was heavily into bondage and its related activities. I was between relationships at the time, and had just got Internet access (those days of slow dial-up modems, etc.) which opened up a whole new world as I searched out kinky sites and started discussing my submissive fantasies. I think this was my first meeting resulting from an Internet contact, perhaps a lesson...

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Introverted Dom

I never expected things to go this way, but life has alwaysthrown surprises my way. I have found myself, through no fault of my own, alone in my forties. Being an introvert I enjoyed the alone time for a while, but at some point I started wanting a sub in my life again. Having a sub in your life is a challenge for an introvert. Having someone in close physical space for long periods plus having to take control can be exhausting. I have to like or love them enough to have them in my space for...

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My slave and My New submissive One very proud Dom

As many of you know, I am in the local BDSM scene and I have a slave (I will call her Alice here), a really wonderful girl whom I collared over 6 years ago. We are very close and yes while I am her Master and Owner, I am happy to say I love her dearly and I know she loves me and loves serving me.We have chatted a number of times about me taking on another slave or submissive, but I really haven’t found a girl that suits me or one that I feel would respect and love my slave. Doing poly will just...

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Taming the Dom

This story has been created with Game Mode in mind. For the best experience, please turn Game Mode on. Your best friend Eddie had said it was urgent. Upon receiving his text, you head to your normal meeting place, Godzilla's Pizza Dojo. The place is covered in framed monster-movie posters and arcade machines that Eddie has topped the high scoreboards on. You find your overweight friend doing what he does best, wolfing down a pizza. You sit down at his table, where he says "Hey man." "What's...

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Teaching the Young Dom

Some people never work their way up to a truly "fuck the world" drunk. The kind where you walk off the job, stop answering the phone or door and invest your life savings in the productive future of the nearest liquor store or dead end bar. I'm one of those people that did.It had been three days, or three weeks, to be honest I didn't know. Life had become a rut of crawling out of bed for that first drink of the day, usually a beer with Jim Beam chaser, followed by a thawed out waffle to keep it...

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Grindr Dom

So, about a year ago, I had just gotten out of a relationship with a girl I'd been seeing for around six months. I was also living on my own in an apartment, I was twenty-one. I spent a lot of my time working. I really fucking cherished my weekends, where I was able to do what I wanted...which was usually nothing except drink a lot of alcohol, smoke a little weed and watch a lot of sports. Fantastic weekend.However, this on Friday, I was horny. I'd just spent the day scrubbing my apartment, I'd...

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Domme vs Dom

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I have a Dom guy named Dave that is always wanting to push my sexual limits and do crazy stuff. He told me he was taking me to a party out in the country for a group of guys he knew looking for a sub bottom. I had never really done more than two guys at once so I was very curious about it. I spent the whole week playing with dildos and getting nice and loose for the party. Dave came and picked me up in him truck and told me to get in a strip. I sucked him cock almost all the way there. When we...

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egy kellemes este Imaacutedom

Megismertem egy lányt. Barna, hosszú, melírozott haja van. Szép, nagy, formás keblei. Szép arca, barna szeme, mosolygós szája. Puha, bársonyos bőre. Nagyjából 160cm magas. Kissé telt, így van mit fogni rajta. Épp az ilyet szeret(t)em. Nem, vagy csak nagyon szolidan sminkeli magát, illetve ékszereket se nagyon hord. Amolyan természetes szépség.Az első csókunk az albérlete ajtajában történt. Nagyon jó volt. Ahogy ajkaink összeértek, majd szétnyíltak. Nyelvem az ajkához ért, aztán találkozott a...

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My Mom The Dom

Back up list Back up list ??????????????? I had the house to myself. Mom and Dad were away for the weekend and my bratty little brother was spending the night on a boy scout camp out. It was raining, one of those long steady rainy nights that always make me feel romantic. I decided to have some fun all by myself.??????????????? I started by stripping naked, then I walked up to the ?great room?. That?s what we called the huge room at the top of the house. It could also could have...

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A Sub Boy Meets His Dom

A Sub Boy Meets His Dom By Datdagen Chapter 1 - Master D The day the third and final package arrived was easily the most long anticipated of Eric's life.  The package was about the size of a suitcase, quite a bit larger than the others had been.  He had no idea what it would contain, but he did know what its arrival meant.  Tonight he would finally meet Master D.  Tonight he would be dominated and ravaged in ways he had never known before.  Tonight he would feel the hot spray of his Master's...

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Dom the Dom Dommed

I shouldn't be here, especially not like this. I shouldn't be wearing a high collar that keeps me from looking down, and allows my mistress to lead me where she likes. Nor should my arms be fused together in a monoglove, elbows touching. Some would say a man's elbows can't touch, and while it took a bit over a month, she proved it could be done. A man doesn't normally wear a corset, especially one that gives him a hint of an hourglass figure.At least I still have all my ribs, thankfully...

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Waiting For Dominick

Things have gotten really strange at the house recently. My wife’s daughter has developed a little crush on me. When her mother isn’t around, she’s constantly teasing me and wearing very inappropriate outfits around the house. She knows I don’t appreciate her doing this to me. It makes me feel very uncomfortable. My wife had to go on a business trip suddenly. I was afraid what my stepdaughter would try and do. I try very hard not to pay her too much attention, because if I do, she might get...

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And There Came Two Angels to Sodom

And there came two angels to Sodom at even; and Lot sat in the gate of Sodom: and Lot seeing them rose up to meet them; and he bowed himself with his face toward the ground; and he said, “Behold now, my lords, turn in, I pray you, into your servant's house, and tarry all night, and wash your feet, and ye shall rise up early, and go on your ways.” And they turned in unto him, and entered into his house; and he made them a feast, and did bake unleavened bread, and they did eat.~“Momma?”“Yes,...

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Nylon Fem Doms

Nylon Fem Doms Sisters Deal with David's Stocking Fetish by BlkNYLONS ©BlkNYLONS 2006 This took place in 1964... A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe stockings, spike heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! A FANTASY...

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Dominique

Looking at my e-mails one morning, I received an intriguing message that caught my attention. “BY SPECIAL INVITATION ONLY” was emphasized. “SexGoddess has requested your presence at a special reading of her new story.” The particulars were given, time and place. I was to let them know by replying online, if I would attend. I had written some fan mail to SexGoddess under the pseudonym HotGuy. Her erotic stories on the site I joined had always managed to make me hard. The location...

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Dominique

Dominique was like some little gothic lolita who burst into my life and electrified every molecule of air around me. She was perfect. She was intelligent, beautiful, and cool as hell. In short, Dominique changed my life forever.Dominique was the new girl. No one knew where she came from, or when she started, or even where she lived. She came into class and was introduced and I sat up in my desk, every cell in my body alert and focused on her. It was as if time had stopped. I had never seen...

Reluctance
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My affair with Dominic

My name is Angie and I had been married for nearly 5 years when the opportunity arose for me to have an adulerous affair with a married man. My husband worked away a lot, sometimes for up to 4 months at a time. Besides my main day job I worked in a bar at night to pass the time. From early February two guys came to the bar every night and I got to know them and what they drunk. Ray was pretty quiet, but Dominic was a lot more chatty. I found out he was married at 17 because he got his pregnant....

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Dominique

Dominique By Ayanna Jamiliah It was just another day in the miserable life of Dominick. His boss had chewed him out in front of the whole department because the monthly reports were three days late. It had been raining heavily with a steady wind blowing the entire day. When Dominick headed for the subway after work the wind tore his little umbrella to shreds. By the time he reached the subway he was completely soaked. To make matter worse, some stoned looking kid bumped into...

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How My Wife Became My Dom

This Friday was our tenth wedding anniversary and I thought if I did something special for her we might put some of the fire back into our marriage and sex life. “Julie, I thought we could do something special for our anniversary. Something you want to do.” Her eyes lit up and a little smile came across her face. “I want to stay in. I want you to make dinner and then I want us to spend the evening together doing what I want.” “You’re on.” I eagerly accepted hoping the evening would be...

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Dio the Dom

Dio was not looking forward to his classes today. The dean had it out for him. The professors had it out for him. It seemed like the only people who liked him were on the baseball team with him. But it was what it was. Much to his dismay, when the loud speaker came on halfway through his favorite class, it was his name he heard. "Diomar Desen the Dean expects you in her office at 5pm sharp." Hastily looking at his schedule he was disappointed to see that he'd miss practice today....

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A young submissive female in search of her true Fem Dom

It was a warm spring day. I had just finished work and I was driving down the highway, when I spotted a gorgeous cream-colored Benz. It was very clean and shiny like it was new. Inside of this vehicle sat a slender woman with brunette hair. As I passed her on the highway our eyes met. Her blue eyes went through my entire body, like the cold steel of a dagger. For the past two years I had been in search of someone who was just like me, what am I? Kinky, and very much into consensual slavery, or...

3 years ago
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A Mouthy Morning with my Dom

My baby blue eyes softly flutter open to the sunlight pouring in from the slits of the blinds. I yawn lazily and stretch out my arms and legs. Everything is so sore, deliciously sore, a sense of contentment and pleasure washes over me. Master worked me hard last night in the most wickedly sinful ways. When I pass my hands over my round butt cheeks, I can still feel the small pink welts from his leather belt. I smile at the memory of him pinning me down over his lap, making me count out and...

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Unleashing Her Inner Dom

Jack had a rough month, first he had to fire half of hisdepartment, then his car got towed, he lost his house key, and to top it all off he was coming down with a cold. Lauren knew it had been rough and tried her best to comfort him, never going further than hugs and kisses because he ‘just wasn’t in the mood’. His lover was starting to get frustrated at their lack of intercourse, he wasn’t the only one in the house with needs. It had been three weeks since they had done anything and her...

2 years ago
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Daniel My First Dom

Daniel I had just left university, and in a job I despised, when I first met Daniel. I walked down the hill from my house to meet him at his car. Our conversation flowed easily. He was a man I hoped would strip me and spank my bare bottom. He was my first spanking partner. I began fantasising about spanking play when I first got a pornographic magazine. Among the usual thirty-something women with ample curves and pretty faces, dressed up as teenagers, was a picture of a man playfully smacking a...

3 years ago
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First meeting with married dom

I had met a few guys off various chat sites as I started to finally explore my bi side. Most of them were married guys like me. Those sessions were over all too soon, nothing more than fumbles and the occasional suck which usually ended when I made the other man cum. I was looking for more, a fuller experience, one that would include getting naked with a man, maybe a man that was a bit more dominant than the nervous, tentative guys I had met previously. I started chatting online with an...

3 years ago
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The Taming Of The Dom

He lay naked on the bed, on his back, his arms above his head, wrists handcuffed to the headboard, eyes blindfolded, completely at her mercy.He had never been in this position with her before, hell, he had never been in this position before period. He really couldn't imagine how she had talked him into this. Where would she take this, how far would she go? She had access to any and every toy imaginable. She could make the next hour heaven or hell. Would she torture him? Torment him or...

4 years ago
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Unleashing Her Inner Dom

Jack had a rough month, first he had to fire half of hisdepartment, then his car got towed, he lost his house key, and to top it all off he was coming down with a cold. Lauren knew it had been rough and tried her best to comfort him, never going further than hugs and kisses because he ‘just wasn’t in the mood’. His lover was starting to get frustrated at their lack of intercourse; he wasn’t the only one in the house with needs. It had been three weeks since they had done anything and her...

BDSM
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FEM DOM

I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea. My wife and I are not always getting up to 'unusual activities' but we decided when we first got married that we should work hard to keep some sparkle in our sex life... hence the 'games'. About 4 or 5 times a year (it used to be more often) we act out our fantasies and really go to town. This particular event happened about 18 months ago and to the best of my recollections what happened was this... I'd got home from work about 7:00 and usual sat down...

4 years ago
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Daniel My First Dom

DanielI had just left university, and in a job I despised, when I first met Daniel. I walked down the hill from my house to meet him at his car. Our conversation flowed easily. He was a man I hoped would strip me and spank my bare bottom. He was my first spanking partner.I began fantasising about spanking play when I first got a pornographic magazine. Among the usual thirty-something women with ample curves and pretty faces, dressed up as teenagers, was a picture of a man playfully smacking a...

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Adventures in Swinging Ch 09 Carpooling With Dominic

His name was Dominic. Although he wasn’t technically a co-worker of Kathleen’s, he worked on the security team within the same building. He was in his late-fifties – sixteen years older than my wife. Kathleen’s job at the time required her to spend a good deal of time with the security team. As the team was comprised almost entirely of men, she attracted quite a bit of their attention.It wasn’t merely her stunning good looks or the way she filled out her uniform. Her quick wit and dirty banter...

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Reese Witherspoon dommed

any of the actresses mentioned below. This story is written down for enjoyment purposes only. Reese witherspoon woke up with a headache. She didn't know where she was. All she could feel that she was blindfolded. Not only that, she was tied to the bed with duct tape, unable to move her hands and legs. She also noticed that she was nude. A duct tape covered her mouth so that she shouldn't shout. All she remembered was going to a producer's home for some script reading of a film they were...

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God Bless the Dominican

After 30 years of ups and downs as a married couple, my wife Anne and I had decided that we deserved a special vacation to celebrate our anniversary. After weeks of talk and research we finally settled on the Dominican Republic as our destination and we found the perfect resort on the eastern shore of the island. The hotel we picked was the flagship of a four hotel complex that offered a wide array of restaurants and night life, all available for our use at an all inclusive price. Best...

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Sarah Carerra 222 Stardom

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: December 27, 2010) Chapter 22 - Stardom Waking up Monday morning meant donning the wig again and returning to the life of Sarah Carerra. The weekend had been exactly what I needed and had given me a chance to take a break from all...

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Femdom

Reddit Femdom, aka r/Femdom! Who knew that there is such a big interest for femdom content on Reddit? I get it that some dudes are pussies and can’t be the dominant ones in the relationship, but does that really mean that things have to swing the opposite direction? I guess so. Well, I won’t be the one being dominated by a woman, but if you’re into that kind of shit, then you’ll feel right at home with /r/Femdom. This Reddit community is all about sharing experiences about BDSM, where the woman...

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Gangbanged in Dominica

My sweet wife suggested we could go this time to Dominica on vacation. I agreed with Anita; sunny days, sandy beaches, a nice resort… We could not ask for more…During the second night there, after a wild hard fuck session, my sweet wife confessed she needed much more than my cock.I had made her cum twice before I could fill her cunt with my warm semen, but Anita insisted she wanted more and more…She added that we could find a huge and hard black cock there…She convinced me next evening we...

1 year ago
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The Blind Domme

The Blind Domme My fingers moved quickly across the last of the raised dots. "Allison" myfingers read "I've been looking all over town for you! You have companyat home. A young man all the way from New York." My fingers dropped off the page, and I closed "Peyton Place", myfirst "naughty" book I'd ordered surreptitiously as a girl, yearsago,hiding it under "Little Women" when I'd gotten it in the mailfrom Jennie, my roommate at Perkins. "It is such a sexy book, Kyra!" she'dsaid to me over the...

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