Paint a Picture of Dominance
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Paint Dries When You're Having Fun Discreet White or Fancy Pink? Rose compared the two paint samples the Sherwin-Williams employee had just handed her. Despite the name, Discreet White wasn't all that white. It was really more of a pink, although only slightly. Rose could barely tell the difference between the two. "So, what do you think? You said you wanted something with a tinge of pink, but not overbearing. I think these two are pleasant, but muted." Rose glanced at his name tag, it...
I'm sitting in my history class, staring out the window. I hate being here. I hate that no one else wants me here. I hate myself for feeling so depressed.Suddenly, I feel a snicker behind me. It comes from Jason, an RB of the football team. I can feel the eyes of more than one person burning into me and the laughter grows. I feel the humiliation rise within me. I haven't any idea what they have done this time, but I ignore it. After all these years of abuse, I developed an anxiety which freezes...
LesbianPaint BallA Fantasy by Sardonicus It all started out as a way to heighten the interest in our Paint Ball competition. The men in our group had been playing for some time and we had the luck to have a member who owned some land out in a rural area. We had converted it to a Paint Ball war field, complete with areas suitable for constructing camps for headquarters. It was a good forty acres in size, with no immediate neighbors, so it was ideal for our purposes. We basically had some...
The two of them laid against the dust of the heap, Bloodhound's chest panting hard against the milky cushion of Madre's breast as his seed pulsed from the freshly fucked hole. Tracing idle patterns along her mate's side with her fingernails, the silver haired woman's body still shivering from her lingering orgasm and the warm fluid within her, she spoke with a gentle and deeply satisfied tone; "...You, my dear... I am certainly going to keep." "Keep...?" Bloodhound snickered at...
I was completely submerged in water, the only part of me that was sticking up was the top of my head and my nose so that I could breath. It was so warm my head span even though I was lying down but the weak feeling was welcomed by my hot body that writhed beneath my hand. My left fingers slipped between the lips of my sex and gently rubbed the juices that I could feel despite the water. My body instantly responded to the touch and made my hips buck. I had to be at an art class soon, but I was...
LesbianAuthor’s Note: This has long been one of my favorite songs, it has such an elemental rhythm that you can feel the song. There has been a lot of speculation over the years about ‘what does it mean?’ but little agreement. This story is what I feel as I hear the song. Mick Jagger and Keith Richards wrote ‘Paint It Black’ with the assistance of other members of the band, especially Bill Wyman and Brian Jones. Thanks to Techsan for his editing support – without his aid readers would be literally...
Spirited Dominance by Tigger Copyright 1999, All Rights reserved. This is a work of fiction intended for adults. If Female Dominant situations offend you, or do not tickle your erotic bone, please don't read it. May be archived at Fictionmania or Nifty. Any other FREE site will please ask me first. ********** "Na-than!" the sultry, normally soft tones were colored with frustration and a touch of anger. "I loved her, too, but she's been gone for three years. You...
I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT IT PAINTED BLACK Because of some quirk in human nature we always seem to remember what we were doing when some life-altering event happens. For me, well, it turned out I was doing something stupid and trite. We had just finished a major project at work and everyone on the team was given a week off. Half were to go one week and the other half the next. I remembered my boss, Wayne, pleading with me, "Damn, Jim. I know you have worked even more hours than I have on...
Erin sighed softly as she looked at the blank canvas. Her art final was due tomorrow and she was still looking at an uninspiring wall. She ran her fingers through her thick dark hair, teeth nibbling at her full lower lip. She shook her head as she laid the canvas on the ground, her paints spread out nicely on the table. She stood before the canvas, hands on her voluptious hips, the loose tunic hanging on her thighs, her long silky legs stretching from the shirt. Shawn smiled as he peeked into...
Erin sighed softly as she looked at the blank canvas. Her art final was due tomorrow and she was still looking at an uninspiring wall. She ran her fingers through her thick dark hair, teeth nibbling at her full lower lip. She shook her head as she laid the canvas on the ground, her paints spread out nicely on the table. She stood before the canvas, hands on her voluptious hips, the loose tunic hanging on her thighs, her long silky legs stretching from the shirt. Shawn smiled as he peeked into...
Quickie SexPaint Ball Wars Well, it was finally time. It was early December, there was snow everywhere,and I was going to Panama to get warm. I had taken a two week vacation,and I was going to spend it hunting women. That's right, I was goingto hunt women. I had heard about a place in Panama where you could huntwomen on a private ranch. I had checked out their website and then had them send me more informationby mail. I was ready for it. My girlfriend of five years had cheatedon me and then...
Book 5: The Vault's Treasure Chapter Seven: The Orc's Dominance By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Note: Thanks to B0b for beta reading this. Journeyman Mage Faoril – The Free City of Raratha “Sounds like Sophia's enjoying herself,” I smirked. Chaun winced. “She enjoys pain more than me.” I snorted. I glanced at the door, Sophia and Relaria gasps and moans emanating through the dark-green wood of the lamia's apartment in the Saltspray Palace. The slap of flesh, the creek of a...
Her name was Lucy and she took a shine to me right away, which was kind of nice. By the second day I figured out that she was into girls because of the way she kept checking out my ass. I mean several times a day if I was bending over a paint tray there was Lucy checking out my tight teen ass. So by the second week I decided to push the issue, I started wearing shorter and tighter shorts, and made a no underwear pact which meant that when Lucy checked me out she might have just as well have...
Constance was the executive at a large firm in Seattle, and her day-to-day pressures had made her quite dominant over her employees as well as her clients. She sat behind her desk a very lonely woman, her dominance had driven everyone away that she could have been close to, and she never quite got used to being "the bitch" and "cobweb cunt," which were some of the nicknames she had overheard for herself. At 47, she was still an attractive woman, her auburn hair hung to her shoulders and...
Anne was my first real girlfriend, I've had girlfriends before but never anything serious or more than a summer love, I still lived at home with my parents and in the weekends Anne would sleep over. Those always were fun weekends with explorative fidgeting under the covers and because we were going steady for a while the exploration went a bit further every time, it didn't have the awkwardness of a one time fling. Anne had dark hair, shoulder length, a cute face with ditto smile and brown eyes,...
Copyright© 2002 "Three hundred bucks an hour? I gotta be out of my everlovin' mind!" Yet here he was, sitting in the waiting room. Waiting. Vic had arrived twenty minutes early for his appointment. "Mr. Victor?" The middle-aged woman in a crisp nurse's uniform ushered him into the dimly lit room. The only furniture was a low, vinyl-covered padded table. There were what looked like television screens mounted on two of the walls. "You are to undress while you await Mistress...
I’m sitting in my history class, staring out the window. I hate being here. I hate that no one else wants me here. I hate myself for feeling so depressed. Suddenly, I feel a snicker behind me. It comes from Jason, an RB of the football team. I can feel the eyes of more than one person burning into me and the laughter grows. I feel the humiliation rise within me. I haven’t any idea what they have done this time, but I ignore it. After all these years of abuse, I developed an anxiety which...
Chloe slid the key card into the slot. The little green light blinked twice and she heard the click. Pushing open the door, she struggled to get in to the sitting room with her computer bag and bucket of ice. It had been a long, mentally draining day but now she was home, at least whatever hotel was home that week. Placing her keys, key card, and the filled bucket of ice onto the wet bar, she thought of his text, the instructions. “get ice, fill a bucket, bring it back to the room.” Smiling...
{ i’m taking the feedback from my previous story and applying it to this one..hope its better. Laptops annoy me…so i end up having grammar/spelling issues. } Karly stared at the paint then glanced up at her bedroom wall. Two cans. It seemed as if it wouldn’t cover the whole room, but Karly may by surprised. She had called up her pretty good work friend Nicole to help her out, she was a very ‘do it yourself’ kind of girl. She loved working with her hands and doing a bunch of artsy fartsy stuff....
{ i'm taking the feedback from my previous story and applying it to this one..hope its better. Laptops annoy me...so i end up having grammar/spelling issues. } Karly stared at the paint then glanced up at her bedroom wall. Two cans. It seemed as if it wouldn't cover the whole room, but Karly may by surprised. She had called up her pretty good work friend Nicole to help her out, she was a very "do it yourself" kind of girl. She loved working with her hands and doing a bunch of artsy fartsy...
MasturbationDuring my final vacation before graduating from high school, my father informed me that I would have to oversee a paint job in our home. I was not keen on having to spend two days of my holiday homebound but was given no choice in this matter. My mother had found a new colour that she simply couldn’t live without and so, our dining room and living room simply had to be repainted.On the advice of a neighbour, my dad employed a Hispanic man, Mateo, to do the job. My folks left for work early on a...
Gay MaleThis was an entry in the "We are very disappointed with your progress" contest, where the object of the story was to write a short piece using the above phrase at least once in the story. Paint Work By Joe Six-Pack Darren Kennedy had arrived home late that night, weary and worn. Not from working, but from anxiety. He was as skittish as a lost kitten, constantly on his toes and ready for anything. At any time, in any place, his world could have been turned upside-down. Was he...
© 2000 "She's doing it again." I told Bill, more nonchalantly this time. After all, I had watched her routine at least twelve times by now. I left good neighbor Bunny to her strip tease and returned to my painting. "Doing what again?" Bill asked, as if he didn't know. I guess he thought I would forget he had watched Bunny's routine at least twelve times by now, too. Standing right next to me, no less. My paintbrush hit the wall with a wet splat followed by the shush-shushing of my...
Dave parked his car, grabbed his camera, and strode eagerly to the house. He only paused to turn the handle before he walked through the front door. Dave had been here many times before, and was well aware of May’s open door policy. She was more likely to tear you apart for knocking and making her answer, than if you just walked in like you owned the place. Walking through the door Dave found the living room empty, but heard the soft sound of music playing from a room down the hall. “May!...
CHAPTER 1 Eddie Carter had been working for Gilmore Home Decorators in Crawley, England, for three weeks and during that time had been painting commercial premises – a paint store, gymnasium, bicycle shop and bakery. The Australian preferred painting homes where there was always the chance of the woman of the house providing coffee and freshly-buttered scones for morning and afternoon tea and a hot lunch in return for excellence in painting. Eddie wasn’t sure how women could tell if the...
After we have finished in the cubicle, we clean up as best we can and you leave a few minutes before me to pay the bill for our meal. When I come out you are waiting for me with my coat over your arm. I ask about dessert and you tell me we will be having that back at your place. I do not argue with you and we head back to the car arm in arm. When we reach the car you push me up against the passenger door and thrust your hand up my dress and kick my legs apart. You abuse my cunt with your...
Copyright© 1997-2003 The cruelest of creatures' the crab With claws that can pinch you or stab, And then when you dine On crab and white wine It gets you as well with the tab. My name is Shelly. I have always been different from other girls my own age, and though I've never told anyone, its because I know I'm a lesbian. Perhaps that is why I didn't fall for the brutish and obvious tricks my cousin Greg played upon me that fateful day, three months ago, when I discovered that I...
Visit my blog for maps and glossarys on the World of Erasthay Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Journeyman Mage Faoril – The Free City of Raratha “Sounds like Sophia’s enjoying herself,” I smirked. Chaun winced. “She enjoys pain more than me.” I snorted. I glanced at the door, Sophia and Relaria gasps and moans emanating through the dark-green wood of the lamia’s apartment in the Saltspray Palace. The slap of flesh, the creek of a bed. It was hot, passionate sex. The lamia fucked...
The Picture Album By Brit Part 1 Brit couldn't believe his luck! He had been waiting for weeks to get his girlfriend Brooke alone in his house so they could finally, maybe, do a little fooling around that went further than kissing and petting. As he stood on the corner and waited for her to come out of the Cheerleader's tumbling practice he was almost bouncing with anticipation. His mom, dad, and sister had all headed out of town over an hour ago to see the grandparents up in Kansas...
“You come with me!” Liu Wei barked as she unfastened the door to Bernard’s cage. The others had already been taken. Bernard wasn’t sure where they had gone, only that ten minutes ago three other girls in Sunrise uniforms had come and unlocked the the others’ cages and taken them away. All that had been said was one of the girls asking “Where’s Liu Wei? She should bring fat one.” Liu Wei had obviously just arrived at the Sunrise Tea Parlour. Her hair was wet from the rain outside and water...
I jumped and grabbed a pillow to cover myself as the front door opened. It was Jack, my roommate and a couple of his friends. They had left several hours before for a boys night out and had left me the apartment alone for the first since I could remember when. Having the evening off, I had decided to dress it down; change into a t-shirt and undies, pop in a girly flick and enjoy some hot-buttered popcorn. I guess I got too relaxed, and passed out on the couch. Now I had to sit through Jack and...
FetishThe Picture by Heidi "But Henry, why don't you want to go fishing with your father and Uncle John? It will be great fun," asked Mrs. Miller, Henry's mother. She was quite frustrated because she knew her husband did not want Henry to spend so much time in the house. The two men had planned a three day fishing outing at her brother's mountain cottage. "Aw Mom, I really don't want to go. I have so much I want to do here at home on the long weekend." With a sigh Mrs. Miller...
Hi Folks. I was browsing through a bunch of old CDs ... remember those? ... in a music store ... remember those? Anyway ... AK came over and brought me a CD she’d found. It was called Harden my Heart: the greatest hits of Quarterflash. She’d never heard of them, which isn’t surprising since she wasn’t born yet when they first hit. So, I bought it and this story came out of it. Although AK and I both loved, “take me to heart,” this one, “Take another picture,” just begged to be written. It’s a...
He looked like a pirate standing there with a bandanna tied around his head, his dark hair escaping in wisps. The only thing covering his tanned body was a pair of low slung ragged pants that looked like they had been cut off above the knees with a dull knife. He was facing a large canvas and the sunlight was casting shadows through the windows along the western end of the loft when she walked into the huge area. She stood inside the door and watched as he brushed paint on what looked like a...
My eyes were heavy and tired. I had smoked that morning before going into work. I shouldn’t get high before work. But I knew I was going to be here by myself today. No boss or other crew. I wanted to feel good. So, I took down a joint with my roommate before heading out. Now my brain was hyper focused on the evenness of the brush strokes. I didn’t want to leave any evidence that I was stoned when I left this afternoon. I had to make sure everything was perfect. There were feet on the stairs...
__I’m Ms. (Tami) Clark. I’m a new female high school graphic arts teacher. I had attended this very high school just 3 years earlier. We had computer art and non-computer art. I had one male student that was very handsome and really good at any kind of art. I found myself taking a personal interest in him. I took him to paint scenes for the drama department. We were doing some set design one day alone on the stage. He had his notes and drawings for his suggestions. Without thinking I put...
S!ster’s Underwear Picture MessageMy phone vibrated along with the sound of the tone to indicate a message had been received. I was nearing the end of the game on my PlayStation in my room as I glanced at the phone to see my s!ster’s name as the sender so decided to finish the last 90 seconds of play guessing that she was only abusing me in some way or was sending me a funny picture she had found on the net.As the last few seconds counted down my phone went again indicating a second message...
Picture Perfect “Oh come on! It can’t be that bad!” Amy chuckled to herself in front of the glow of her computer screen. “There is no way on earth that I would sleep with a 50 year old pervert just to get my share of the rent together.” Sarah had argued for the past ten minutes with her roommate about the dangers of using Craigslist to make money, but as always with Amy, she had to feeling she was fighting a losing battle. “You don’t have to sleep with someone, you can just do what I...
Introduction: Sarah Gets More Than She Asked For At A Modelling Job Ok, so this is my first story. I hope you like it. I understand that it may have a few problems with it, but Im only just getting into writing after being a long time reader of a lot of peoples work on here. Id love to hear your feedback on it in the hopes I can improve my writing ability. Hope it turns you on. This is not a true story and nobody in this work is real. Picture Perfect Oh come on! It cant be that bad! Amy...
As the last few seconds counted down my phone went again indicating a second message from her too. I congratulated myself on my win and exchanged the controller in my hand for the phone on the bed beside me. I swiped the screen notification with my thumb to open Chrissie’s message and sat gawping at the picture that met my gaze. I stared at the screen which was filled with a selfie picture of my sister in her underwear wondering why the hell she had sent it to me. Despite her face not...
"Ugh," I thought with disdain the first time I saw my tenth grade pictures. I'm not really sure what I expected. There is only so much the camera can work with. I stood in the hallway, just outside the school office, examining the atrocity that were my school photos. There I was, Charlie Hawthorne, looking like the king of all dorks. With a mop of dull, red hair, a smattering of zits across my face, an oversized pair of plastic-framed eyeglasses, wearing that goofy, shit- eating...
Just one Picture, OK Daddy? Narrator&hellip,. __We have two very horny females in this family. Mom and daughter. Can the dad handle them and find harmony between them all?&hellip, lets find out&hellip,. ___My daddy (Ben) and I ( Millie) had our super secret. I was a real daddys girl and would do anything for him. I was his little spoiled brat, and we both liked it. I started doing little sexy things to get his attention. Mom (Lena) would get pissed and tell me to go get a bra on&hellip,or...
PAINTER LOVES PANTYHOSE SEXWhen I was sixteen my parents hired a painter to paint rooms on the first floor of our house. The night before he was to paint I had gotten an insane migraine. The next morning, at 6:00 a.m., when I should be getting up for school, Mom told me to stay home and rest because I still looked a little off. I rolled over and fell into a deep sleep. I didn’t hear my parents leave or let the painter in.I’m not sure when the painter arrived but at approximately 9:45–10:00 a.m....
I Took That Picture I was checking out some of the nude web sites on the Internet when I ran into this: “Hi, I'm Carrie Leaser a horny (and constantly wet!) student! Love to see myself naked online - and elsewhere! Please share, re-post, display and expose me! Make my pussy wet by sharing me! Carrie XX” So I printed out one of the pictures and showed it to my daughter asking, “Isn’t this a picture of your friend Carrie Leaser?” My daughter looked shocked then said, “I took...
The story is actually a pretty funny one when I think of it, from the point of meeting him until now when I’ve been constantly talking to him. A couple of nights ago Me and my friend Alicia were drinking at my house when we decided we wanted to make French toast, sadly though we didn’t have any bread. So Alicia, the amazing person she is, decided to call this guy Zack she liked to bring us bread (I mean obviously we couldn’t drive after drinking, my dad had our keys). So since he couldn’t drive...
It never occurred to me that a picture on my desk would change my life so drastically. But I suppose that’s the way life really is: the small things sometimes make the biggest difference. I was preparing for the day’s practice of coaching girl’s basketball at Stoneridge High School. I was in my office reviewing some scouting reports and set plays that I wanted to work on while I waited for the girls to troop in from their last class of the day and get changed into their gear. As was...
Introduction: Ok, so this is one Im not so sure about but I felt i should submit it. Comment and let me know what you think or if you want more. Hopefully, Youll enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it. Im considering continuing the story into more chapters, What do you think? Goodnight daddy, I said with a smile as I closed the door to my room. Even though I was nineteen I still lived with my parents though I didnt mind. Life was pretty okay, especially since I had just met a guy that I was...
Pretty as a Picture By Cassandra Morgan Sometimes, all it takes is a photograph to put one's life into focus. I have lived as long now as I had before I saw the photo, but I have never forgotten it. I was a junior in high school at the time, one of those background students you barely noticed. I was an inconsequential football player for Forbes High School in a town called Smiths Station, Alabama, a quiet town just outside of Auburn. I was Ryan Sutton, but no could tell you that...
Hi, I'm Ben. This is the story about my mother and me. It begins with the familiar return from college and a difficult re-insertion into the home life that I had left four years earlier and had not been part of except for Christmas holidays and the summer after my first year. Each summer after that I had worked a dream job as part of the crew for a company chartering sailboats in the Caribbean. I did that for the first two months after graduation but, due to the sagging economy, the company was...
This story was written by Kap007. enjoy.Hi, I'm Ben. This is the story about my mother and me. It begins with the familiar return from college and a difficult re-insertion into the home life that I had left four years earlier and had not been part of except for Christmas holidays and the summer after my first year. Each summer after that I had worked a dream job as part of the crew for a company chartering sailboats in the Caribbean. I did that for the first two months after graduation but, due...
She was born to please and he loved to use her as his personal fucktoy. It really was an excellent match. The anticipation was building inside her as she entered the hotel room. He was always trying to mix things up and keep her on her toes so she had no idea what to expect. The door was ajar when she knocked and was told to enter. He was sitting in the corner of the room beneath a reading lamp, the only light in the room, giving him that mysterious 'silhouette with a voice' look.As she fully...
BDSMIt took all my strength to sit up, only to be able to support myself by burying my face in my hands. Water…I always forget to keep water near my bed... I said to myself regretfully. A trip in to the kitchen now became a necessity. As I got up, I could also feel how sticky I was from last night. Chewy had spent some time licking our cum off my legs and ass, but the skin on my inner legs was very sticky. I also apparently slept naked last night but since I needed a shower, there was no use in...
He first lay eyes on her in a club a year ago. She was dancing with friends, oblivious to the affect she was having on the sea of eyes that were upon her. Dark, wavy, shoulder length brown hair, deep brown eyes you could just fall into. Her tiny waist supported by a shapely bum and finished off with what he’d guessed at the time to be a 32C chest. He later found out they were 32DD’s, even better.He’d taken her that night in club.As soon as he saw her he knew he had to have her. He watched her...
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Vanessa and Axel walk make their way into the bedroom, kissing each other passionately. They close the door behind them and gently fall onto the bed, clothes start to come off one by one, and they stop to admire one another, dirty thoughts flood their minds and only one question is up in the air...
TeenThis story happened during 2009.I was about 23 when I had my first Dom experience. It was with a Dutch woman who I met during my college days in Pune.It was a lazy Sunday for me, I was at my balcony drinking coffee at 4 in the evening when saw a few k**s wrestling and training in the garden of my apartment complex. Being a a college wrestler and enthusiast I went down to enjoy the show. There were some parents watching their k**s training. I went and introduced myself to the instructor and had...
The text read, “come here, now.” When he met her at the door, she sensed something was different. He didn’t say a word as he led her to the bedroom. There were mirrors placed around the room that she had not seen before. She felt his hand on her hip as he turned her to him. His lips met hers in a firm kiss unlike his typical soft advances. She felt his one hand on her back, the other behind her head holding her. As he pulled away his dark brown eyes looked deep into hers. He turned her...
Seduction[ For my good friends A & T! It is not necessarily a stereotype to say that 'Once you go black, you never go back.' ]I'd often seen attractive European women vacationing in Marrakesh (German, French, Italian, British, some Spanish, etc.) but I'd only lusted after them from a distance! They were unreachable to a man like me, an African man, and yet, the urge to get a chance to fuck one of them had always remained strong.But that was over now, and as I felt my hard cock driving deep and...