How Should a Dominant Treat His Submissive
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Sentiments of a Submissive
By:? Miss Georgia Peach
As told to:? JEP
Introduction:? Miss Peach is the most unique submissive I have ever encountered.? In addition to being incredibly beautiful, she has the mind of a true intellect.? She has a unique ability to put words together to create a vivid word picture that is truly a work of eroticism.? The following are her words to express her sentiments and a few of her experiences.???????????????? JEP
I do love the concept of being pierced and having the nipple rings attached by a chain, then being led around by the chain. There are countless variations on that theme. Have you ever seen nipple shields or nipple stretchers? I find both quite erotic. I love having my nipples clamped and played with so anything related to "nipple torture" gets high marks (and a wet pussy) from me. On two occasions I've come close to being taken to a piercer by a Dom and being required to have my nipples pierced, but things never went that far. I've often wondered if I become involved in a long-term (several years) serious D/S relationship if I would find the wherewithal to do this at my Master's request/demand/command-whatever. This is related to the point where I would WANT to do it because it is something my Master wants and in giving him pleasure I would also be receiving pleasure. Make sense?
At the time when I first started to learn about BDSM, my husband would use a variety of nipple clamps to punish my nipples. Sometimes he would attach various weights to the clamps, such as small lead fishing weights or increasing sizes of weights. In addition to wearing these while standing with my legs spread and hands clasped behind my neck for some kind of punishment, I would at times have to hold my tits out with the nipple clamps and weights dangling. Another common practice was to encircle each tit with tight rope. The ropes would also be wound over my neck and shoulders to form a sort of harness, thus making the tits stand out obscenely. If the rope is tied tightly it's difficult to get nipple clamps on because the tit becomes somewhat like a balloon at the end and the nipples are not as prominent as usual.
Anyway, after various forms of nipple torture I could feel the sensitivity for several days and it kept sex in the forefront of my mind. As time went on, I also experienced follow-up to nipple torture when I was required to wear sandpaper or the scratchy side of Velcro inside my bra so that it would rub up against my nipples as long as I was dressed. This kept me in a submissive (and aroused) state of mind. It turned me on so much that when in private I would arch my back and push my breasts as hard as I could into my bra, or play with my nipples through the bra in such a way that they got a good scratching. One time I begged to have sandpaper used on my nipples while I was restrained. It turned out to be a bit too harsh (maybe the wrong grade of sandpaper or the partner's heavy hand), but it drew a little bit of blood and was uncomfortable enough for several days afterwards that it was not erotic, just painful.
One of my favorite ways to meet a Master who comes to visit is to greet him with my tits tied up with rope and harnessed so they stand out obscenely, either wearing a short, lightweight robe open in the front, a tight lightweight t-shirt or stretchy white blouse that accentuates the huge tits. Or of course there is always the naked-with-bound-tits approach. On some occasions I would pull a strip of rawhide, a chain, rope or something similar between my legs nice and tight so that it rubbed against my clit and was well into the crack in my ass. Then I would put a belt, rope, or whatever around my waist and attach the "cunt strap" to the belt so it would stay tight. If I did this some time before my Master arrived at the house, I would be in an extreme heightened state or horniness by the time he arrived.
I have found lactation stories to be quite the turn-on. The idea of being milked and having big (actually bigger as they're already oversized), swollen tits that become painful until milked gets me going. The story I read in bed today was very heavy on the lactation ? that was the main theme. The woman signs a contract to become the sub and her Dom turns her into a cow. Brands her ass and milks her. Uses milking machines as well as manual stimulation. She stays on all fours most of the time once she becomes his property so the author describes her big tits hanging down and huge, brown elongated teats (nipples) as her development progresses. He brings in a male stud to impregnate her with the plan to sell the baby after it's born. But a significant motivator in the pregnancy is to increase her milk production. After she gives birth and the baby is gone she needs to be milked and the Master accomplishes that in several ways, including bringing in piglets to suckle her and having other men breast feed (eventually he sends her to a farmer during his work week and the farmer "rents' her to guys for milking.)
As you have guessed by now, I've had quite a wide variety of experiences. I'll relate one of my favorites. The Dom was in very good physical condition and quite well-endowed. When we first began to see each other, he would send me instructions in advance as to how I was to prepare myself for his visits. There was one form of preparation I came to take great pleasure in, although it took some time before I began to like it. I would be directed not to bathe for a day or two before he would come to visit. In addition, I was to use no deodorant or scented products of any kind. I was not permitted to wipe after I pissed. I had to wear the same panties a couple of days in a row.
When urinating at home, I had to step into the tub, naked from the waste down, and cup my hands between my legs so they became wet with piss. (The way in which this was described to me was to think of myself as a little girl at a party where my parents were present. I have to go to the bathroom and am standing in the hallway, trying to get their attention. I hold it and hold it and finally can't hold it any longer and put my hands under my dress as I try to catch the pee, which gets all over my hands and runs down my legs.) I would then have to wipe my pissy hands under my breasts and underarms. I would allow any piss that ran down my legs to drip dry. (I could rinse my feet, however.) Usually this would occur beginning on Friday after work and through Saturday until the Dom came to visit on Sunday. At first I had a lot of trouble complying with this, but over time came to enjoy it. I became diligent about wiping piss on myself and expanded beyond just my underarms and the underside of my breasts. I would drink excessive amounts of water while at home in order to piss frequently and in substantial quantities. Usually the Dom would have me drink a lot of water before he came to visit so I would have to piss a lot while he was here. He would follow me into the bathroom and watch me as I stepped into the tub and pissed, standing with my back facing him and arms stretched out on the shower wall. Or sometimes I would face him, sometimes with my hands between my legs, sometimes with my legs together, sometimes in the toilet. Never any wiping; only rinsing feet when in the tub. I would speed up the drying process by using a hair dryer on my pussy and anywhere else that had gotten wet.
Sometimes he would have me stand in the shower facing him, holding my pussy open, and he would piss onto my cunt. Or we would shower together and he would piss on me. Being pissed on, especially when it is directly on the pussy (lips open or not), I find to be one of the ultimate acts of submission.
As I started to say above, I began to enjoy feeling like a dirty bitch after a while. In fact, one time I started preparing myself for his visit a day earlier than required. Somehow I was able to keep to myself at work so no one would detect this. I don't recall-maybe it was just a slow day and I stayed in my office. Then the day before his arrival, a Saturday, I had a lot of errands to do. In order to increase my "natural perfume," I wore extra layers of clothing so I was sweating. I stayed dressed this way all day and reached the point where I smelled like an animal while driving around in my car, standing in line at the bank, etc.
I have no idea what caused this transformation in me other than the desire to please him. I generally shower and wash my hair daily. I reached the point where I really wanted to smell like a bitch in heat for him by the time he arrived.
This particular man also happened to have an absolutely beautiful cock. Often he would come in and sit down in a dining room chair, open his zipper and pull it out, and I would get down on my knees immediately and start sucking. Sometimes he would ease into my worship of his cock by smoking a cigarette and we would talk a while. On occasion we would get stoned first. He liked me to beg for it. Sometimes I would beg, or he would tell me, to go into the kitchen and bend over onto the counter and he would fuck me hard from behind.
All in all this was an extremely sexual man and I wanted him so much I was willing to do what he told me to do. I would readily admit to being a slut, bitch in heat, dirty whore, etc. without even being coached. We eventually drifted apart as our lives went separate ways, but I can still get wet just thinking about him.
Miss Peach?s Thoughts on Shaving
It surprises me how few men have actually shaved a woman's pubic hair. Those who are introduced to the activity for the first time often lose the point. A woman spread and bound so that she cannot interfere with the shaving will obtain the most pleasure from a slow, deliberate removal of her hair. First, some investigation of the current status with an examination of the area which involves some touching, pulling of the hair to see how long it is, opening the labia to determine where the hair ends, and of course some wandering fingers to play with the pussy and lightly touch the clit as the inspection proceeds.
As the woman becomes wet, the scissors should come out. Medium scissors,
perfectly sharpened. The man pulls the hair so it is taut, and then trims
the longish hairs close to the skin. To ensure the process is
appropriately prolonged, the snips should take off small amounts of hair each
time. Pulling a large hank of pubic hair and cutting it close to the skin
with one snip of the scissors just is not erotic.
Upon completion of the snipping, a shaving brush and shaving cream-or if you're
not a purist, an aerosol can of shaving cream-comes out. A bowl of nice
warm water and a washcloth should be handy, along with a number of disposable
razors. Of course the ideal would be to use a straight razor, but very
few people know how to use them. They give the closest shave (anecdotal
information.) Another alternative, perhaps a step up from disposable
plastic razors, would be a razor that takes disposable blades. Electric
razors have been used, but they rarely seem to give a close shave and they fail
to produce the same erotic effect as a manual razor.
It is a good idea to place a warm washcloth over the area after the pubic hairs
have been shorn with scissors but before the shaving with a razor. Then, application of the shaving cream. While it is
fine to cover the entire area to be shaved with shaving cream, it is best to
spread the cream around with a finger and make sure that the finger explores
the pussy to check on its moisture. How excited is she and if she isn't
terribly wet, then have you considered that you may be doing something
wrong? As you shave, routinely wipe the cream away with the warm
washcloth to check on your progress and see how close the shave is, and then
apply more cream. The longer this process takes and the more gratuitous
touching, the more aroused the woman will become. If the shave is done
correctly, she will be begging to cum, pushing herself up toward your fingers,
writhing on her back while her now-bald pussy is spread and not only ready but
totally open and available to be fucked.
Many sources that deal with dominance and submission suggest that shaving hair
from the asshole area is part of this process. Because my hair is thin,
there is no hair there so no shaving is necessary in that location.
It can be difficult to maintain a smooth, bare pussy. Especially
if the sub is expected to do this herself. I have found the best
way is to use a cream depilatory; there are a couple of brands formulated to
remove beard hair on African-American men. Why they would want to use a
nasty-smelling cream to remove their facial hair is beyond me, but I've never
had to shave my face on a daily basis nor am I Black, so there may be something
I'm missing.
Pornographic photos (or, I suppose, photos regardless of whether or not you
would consider them to be pornographic) of naked women often show them without
pubic hair. I was about to say that I don't know if men find this a sign
of submission, but then realized that not every male is the same. Some
men may find a hairless pussy appealing; others may not. I find it to be
a physical reminder of one's submissive nature. Some Doms also think it
helps to reinforce the sub's focus on sex, as the goal of some Doms is to turn
their subs into total sexual beings who can think of virtually nothing but sex
and focus on their cunts all of the time.
Depending on the response, more of Miss Peach?s thoughts and experiences may be forthcoming.????????????? JEP
Sentiments of a Submissive
By:? Miss Georgia Peach
As told to:? JEP
Introduction:? Miss Peach is the most unique submissive I
have ever encountered.? In addition to
being incredibly beautiful, she has the mind of a true intellect.? She has a unique ability to put words
together to create a vivid word picture that is truly a work of eroticism.? The following are her words to express her
sentiments and a few of her experiences.???????????????? JEP
I do love the concept of being pierced and having the nipple rings attached by a chain, then being led around by the chain. There are countless variations on that theme. Have you ever seen nipple shields or nipple stretchers? I find both quite erotic. I love having my nipples clamped and played with so anything related to "nipple torture" gets high marks (and a wet pussy) from me. On two occasions I've come close to being taken to a piercer by a Dom and being required to have my nipples pierced, but things never went that far. I've often wondered if I become involved in a long-term (several years) serious D/S relationship if I would find the wherewithal to do this at my Master's request/demand/command-whatever. This is related to the point where I would WANT to do it because it is something my Master wants and in giving him pleasure I would also be receiving pleasure. Make sense?
At the time when I first started to learn about BDSM, my husband would use a variety of nipple clamps to punish my nipples. Sometimes he would attach various weights to the clamps, such as small lead fishing weights or increasing sizes of weights. In addition to wearing these while standing with my legs spread and hands clasped behind my neck for some kind of punishment, I would at times have to hold my tits out with the nipple clamps and weights dangling. Another common practice was to encircle each tit with tight rope. The ropes would also be wound over my neck and shoulders to form a sort of harness, thus making the tits stand out obscenely. If the rope is tied tightly it's difficult to get nipple clamps on because the tit becomes somewhat like a balloon at the end and the nipples are not as prominent as usual.
Anyway, after various forms of nipple torture I could feel the sensitivity for several days and it kept sex in the forefront of my mind. As time went on, I also experienced follow-up to nipple torture when I was required to wear sandpaper or the scratchy side of Velcro inside my bra so that it would rub up against my nipples as long as I was dressed. This kept me in a submissive (and aroused) state of mind. It turned me on so much that when in private I would arch my back and push my breasts as hard as I could into my bra, or play with my nipples through the bra in such a way that they got a good scratching. One time I begged to have sandpaper used on my nipples while I was restrained. It turned out to be a bit too harsh (maybe the wrong grade of sandpaper or the partner's heavy hand), but it drew a little bit of blood and was uncomfortable enough for several days afterwards that it was not erotic, just painful.
One of my favorite ways to meet a Master who comes to visit is to greet him with my tits tied up with rope and harnessed so they stand out obscenely, either wearing a short, lightweight robe open in the front, a tight lightweight t-shirt or stretchy white blouse that accentuates the huge tits. Or of course there is always the naked-with-bound-tits approach. On some occasions I would pull a strip of rawhide, a chain, rope or something similar between my legs nice and tight so that it rubbed against my clit and was well into the crack in my ass. Then I would put a belt, rope, or whatever around my waist and attach the "cunt strap" to the belt so it would stay tight. If I did this some time before my Master arrived at the house, I would be in an extreme heightened state or horniness by the time he arrived.
I have found lactation stories to be quite the turn-on. The idea of being milked and having big (actually bigger as they're already oversized), swollen tits that become painful until milked gets me going. The story I read in bed today was very heavy on the lactation ? that was the main theme. The woman signs a contract to become the sub and her Dom turns her into a cow. Brands her ass and milks her. Uses milking machines as well as manual stimulation. She stays on all fours most of the time once she becomes his property so the author describes her big tits hanging down and huge, brown elongated teats (nipples) as her development progresses. He brings in a male stud to impregnate her with the plan to sell the baby after it's born. But a significant motivator in the pregnancy is to increase her milk production. After she gives birth and the baby is gone she needs to be milked and the Master accomplishes that in several ways, including bringing in piglets to suckle her and having other men breast feed (eventually he sends her to a farmer during his work week and the farmer "rents' her to guys for milking.)
As you have guessed by now, I've had quite a wide variety of experiences. I'll relate one of my favorites. The Dom was in very good physical condition and quite well-endowed. When we first began to see each other, he would send me instructions in advance as to how I was to prepare myself for his visits. There was one form of preparation I came to take great pleasure in, although it took some time before I began to like it. I would be directed not to bathe for a day or two before he would come to visit. In addition, I was to use no deodorant or scented products of any kind. I was not permitted to wipe after I pissed. I had to wear the same panties a couple of days in a row.
When urinating at home, I had to step into the tub, naked from the waste down, and cup my hands between my legs so they became wet with piss. (The way in which this was described to me was to think of myself as a little girl at a party where my parents were present. I have to go to the bathroom and am standing in the hallway, trying to get their attention. I hold it and hold it and finally can't hold it any longer and put my hands under my dress as I try to catch the pee, which gets all over my hands and runs down my legs.) I would then have to wipe my pissy hands under my breasts and underarms. I would allow any piss that ran down my legs to drip dry. (I could rinse my feet, however.) Usually this would occur beginning on Friday after work and through Saturday until the Dom came to visit on Sunday. At first I had a lot of trouble complying with this, but over time came to enjoy it. I became diligent about wiping piss on myself and expanded beyond just my underarms and the underside of my breasts. I would drink excessive amounts of water while at home in order to piss frequently and in substantial quantities. Usually the Dom would have me drink a lot of water before he came to visit so I would have to piss a lot while he was here. He would follow me into the bathroom and watch me as I stepped into the tub and pissed, standing with my back facing him and arms stretched out on the shower wall. Or sometimes I would face him, sometimes with my hands between my legs, sometimes with my legs together, sometimes in the toilet. Never any wiping; only rinsing feet when in the tub. I would speed up the drying process by using a hair dryer on my pussy and anywhere else that had gotten wet.
Sometimes he would have me stand in the shower facing him, holding my pussy open, and he would piss onto my cunt. Or we would shower together and he would piss on me. Being pissed on, especially when it is directly on the pussy (lips open or not), I find to be one of the ultimate acts of submission.
As I started to say above, I began to enjoy feeling like a dirty bitch after a while. In fact, one time I started preparing myself for his visit a day earlier than required. Somehow I was able to keep to myself at work so no one would detect this. I don't recall-maybe it was just a slow day and I stayed in my office. Then the day before his arrival, a Saturday, I had a lot of errands to do. In order to increase my "natural perfume," I wore extra layers of clothing so I was sweating. I stayed dressed this way all day and reached the point where I smelled like an animal while driving around in my car, standing in line at the bank, etc.
I have no idea what caused this transformation in me other than the desire to please him. I generally shower and wash my hair daily. I reached the point where I really wanted to smell like a bitch in heat for him by the time he arrived.
This particular man also happened to have an absolutely beautiful cock. Often he would come in and sit down in a dining room chair, open his zipper and pull it out, and I would get down on my knees immediately and start sucking. Sometimes he would ease into my worship of his cock by smoking a cigarette and we would talk a while. On occasion we would get stoned first. He liked me to beg for it. Sometimes I would beg, or he would tell me, to go into the kitchen and bend over onto the counter and he would fuck me hard from behind.
All in all this was an extremely sexual man and I wanted him so much I was willing to do what he told me to do. I would readily admit to being a slut, bitch in heat, dirty whore, etc. without even being coached. We eventually drifted apart as our lives went separate ways, but I can still get wet just thinking about him.
Miss Peach?s Thoughts on Shaving
It surprises me how few men have actually shaved a woman's pubic hair. Those who are introduced to the activity for the first time often lose the point. A woman spread and bound so that she cannot interfere with the shaving will obtain the most pleasure from a slow, deliberate removal of her hair. First, some investigation of the current status with an examination of the area which involves some touching, pulling of the hair to see how long it is, opening the labia to determine where the hair ends, and of course some wandering fingers to play with the pussy and lightly touch the clit as the inspection proceeds.
As the woman becomes wet, the scissors should come out. Medium scissors,
perfectly sharpened. The man pulls the hair so it is taut, and then trims
the longish hairs close to the skin. To ensure the process is
appropriately prolonged, the snips should take off small amounts of hair each
time. Pulling a large hank of pubic hair and cutting it close to the skin
with one snip of the scissors just is not erotic.
Upon completion of the snipping, a shaving brush and shaving cream-or if you're
not a purist, an aerosol can of shaving cream-comes out. A bowl of nice
warm water and a washcloth should be handy, along with a number of disposable
razors. Of course the ideal would be to use a straight razor, but very
few people know how to use them. They give the closest shave (anecdotal
information.) Another alternative, perhaps a step up from disposable
plastic razors, would be a razor that takes disposable blades. Electric
razors have been used, but they rarely seem to give a close shave and they fail
to produce the same erotic effect as a manual razor.
It is a good idea to place a warm washcloth over the area after the pubic hairs
have been shorn with scissors but before the shaving with a razor. Then, application of the shaving cream. While it is
fine to cover the entire area to be shaved with shaving cream, it is best to
spread the cream around with a finger and make sure that the finger explores
the pussy to check on its moisture. How excited is she and if she isn't
terribly wet, then have you considered that you may be doing something
wrong? As you shave, routinely wipe the cream away with the warm
washcloth to check on your progress and see how close the shave is, and then
apply more cream. The longer this process takes and the more gratuitous
touching, the more aroused the woman will become. If the shave is done
correctly, she will be begging to cum, pushing herself up toward your fingers,
writhing on her back while her now-bald pussy is spread and not only ready but
totally open and available to be fucked.
Many sources that deal with dominance and submission suggest that shaving hair
from the asshole area is part of this process. Because my hair is thin,
there is no hair there so no shaving is necessary in that location.
It can be difficult to maintain a smooth, bare pussy. Especially
if the sub is expected to do this herself. I have found the best
way is to use a cream depilatory; there are a couple of brands formulated to
remove beard hair on African-American men. Why they would want to use a
nasty-smelling cream to remove their facial hair is beyond me, but I've never
had to shave my face on a daily basis nor am I Black, so there may be something
I'm missing.
Pornographic photos (or, I suppose, photos regardless of whether or not you
would consider them to be pornographic) of naked women often show them without
pubic hair. I was about to say that I don't know if men find this a sign
of submission, but then realized that not every male is the same. Some
men may find a hairless pussy appealing; others may not. I find it to be
a physical reminder of one's submissive nature. Some Doms also think it
helps to reinforce the sub's focus on sex, as the goal of some Doms is to turn
their subs into total sexual beings who can think of virtually nothing but sex
and focus on their cunts all of the time.
Depending on the
response, more of Miss Peach?s thoughts and experiences may be forthcoming.????????????? JEP
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My wife Ann and I are in our early fifties and have been married for more than twenty-five years. We were virgins when we first met, and fell in love almost immediately, shortly after meeting out of college. But, when you've been together as long as we have, things can get a bit monotonous in the bedroom. Over the past year, we've been exchanging ideas on what we'd like to see happen in the bedroom. At first it was just basic ideas like longer foreplay sessions and trying a few different...
MILFI would love to live the life of a BDSM submissive 24/7 - be kept naked, sleeping in a cage, and at the beck and call of my Master or Mistress (I am bisexual) to satisfy their every sexual whim. Unfortunately, I can only achieve this fantasy in my own fantasy world. Below is a fantasy letter to my prospective Mistress or Master, explaining why I believe, I became a submissive:Why I think I am a submissive:The first time I remember being aroused by something having to do with the bdsm lifestyle...
LEAH FINDS OUT SHE IS SUBMISSIVE I'm Leah 35 years old divorced with a 15year old daughter who lives with her father. I look after myself I havelong blonde hair blue eyes I'm a size 10 and I have worked for the samelaw firm for 14 years I was in my last year of law at uni when my ex andI split I decided to finish my last year next year but things just gotaway from me and its 3 years now but I have signed up and I am ready I'vedecided I want to be a lawyer . I mostly do my bosses work so I...
While at my desk, his special tone rang from my phone. Quickly grabbing it and opening the app, the text read: 7 pm pos1 weekend. That was it. Those few cryptic terms gave me tingling shivers as I felt my pussy react with warmth and moisture. I thought, finally! I had not cum in days and was beginning to go crazy with desire. I should explain.I have always been socially shy and psychologically submissive, at least when it comes to all things sexual. It’s something I despise but seem to be stuck...
BDSMShowing up to Mr. Michaels as ordered via text on Tuesday night, Sarah discovered Ali’s car already waiting in front of the house. She didn’t know what to expect from him as usual, but being surprised like this gave her trepidation. Wondering further if it would just be Ali inside or if Ali had brought Jenny with her as well. Sarah parked the car and took a moment to steel herself. Mr. Michaels had not made any comment or responded to her about the orgy. Feeling assured she had done a...
I was sitting in the lounge connecting some audio equipment when something nudged at my senses. I stopped fiddling with the audio cables and listened carefully with my head cocked to one side and my eyes scanning the room in all directions.I heard the knock again, it was so faint that it was hard to know where it came from. I walked to the door but kept listening in case the direction of the sound had fooled me. I heard it again but louder this time. I opened the door and saw, Emma, who was...
BDSMDear Students: As President of the OHPF Club I want to clearly inform all of you that OHPF is a private 'by invitation only' club. Many have been asking me (too many) on a daily basis where you apply for membership, the answer is, "you can not apply!" You can, however, comply with certain standards encouraged by the club and hope that it earns you recognition by one of our members; they in turn would recommend your name for an interview as a prospective member. Note that members have...
This is my first posting here on XNXX. I hope you like it. Drop me a note if you do. I'm looking to make new friends on here. Also, I XNXX. It's the best damn porn site out there! Thanks XNXX! Enjoy..... Sister Submissive By CincyNate My name is Jake. I'm 22 years old and have thick, dark brown hair and a muscular build. One night, I went out with my good friend Tom, who is also 22. He has short blond hair and seems to always be tan. We went to the strip bars and closed...
A memorable submissive. : Eleanor. A submissive of note. Eleanor was mid twenties when we met, she showed clear tendancies for kinky sex from the beginning. For example on our first date she drove to meet me in a ultra micro skirt semi transparent white blouse, self supporting stocking and nothing else. As we drove to the pub, she reached between her legs and played with her cunt, before folding the front of the skirt back towards her waist, even in the dusk glow of twilight I could clearly see...
EroticMy name is Carmella, Carm for short, and I am a total girly girl fem with one other quality that all lesbians seem to like, I’m totally submissive to any body who exerts even a little authority. I just came off a relationship because my lover caught me cheating and she stormed out never to be seen again. I tried to explain to her how it happened but she just wouldn’t listen to reason. My next door neighbor came over one morning, was asking me a lot of questions about lesbian relationships and...
LesbianShe is becoming the perfect submissiveWhen they first met she did not know how much he would get into her mind. How much she would desire to be back under his control. They had grown to know each other over time each time she would visit the states they would talk and hang out. One day she finally went off alone with him and some would think it was dangerous for her but what she found was a deep submission that she yearned for. They were laughing and joking around at his house, they had played...
School for Submissives"Doctor, you've got to help me. It's my wife.""Art, you know I'm semi-retired. I'm not taking newpatients, except at the free clinic.""But you are the only doctor who can help me.""Why do you say that?""I've heard you run a school for submissives.""That's scandalous. Who told you that?""I swore I wouldn't tell.""So what's wrong with your wife?""I want her more submissive. I've got a virgin, when Iwant a whore. She is frigid, doesn't have anyenthusiasm for sex. And,...
“Come here,” Anna said. There was no response. “Come here. I am tired of this game,” Anna said in a voice that was equal parts anger and impatience. No response. “NOW!” Anna’s voice grew less patient with each sentence. Becca looked at Anna from across the room. Anna was sitting on the couch in her jeans and flannel shirt. This was how she dressed when she came to work at Becca’s house as a cleaning woman. Anna had asked on numerous occasions that she dress more formally – Becca’s house was a...
LesbianServes her sister and a friend Marge reassured me she would not herself or let her friend use the violet wand on me. I was relieved. She would be in charge and I trusted her completely. “Fran It is time for lunch. You will prepare sandwiches and coffee.” “Yes Mistress, right away.” “Before you go, let’s make sure you will not play with yourself when I am not looking. I want you good and horny tonight.” She took two lengths of fine chain and snapped them to my wrist bracelets and the side...
IncestChapter 1 Jeff was smoking a joint as a fifty year old blonde with large tits with a bit of a sag sucked on his 10 inch prick. He was casually watching a video where this 20 year old guy was dominating two ladies in their fifties. Tonight he was gonna do that , so he was watching to get some ideas. As his mom Sharon kept sucking his dick , he called out to his stepdad to get him a beer . Philip like Bill (Gina's husband ) was now also a cuckold and only got off by watching his wife...
Introduction: Ive been running away isnt being submissive and I was very intrigued The frist day of being a submissve was the best day of my life….. I was tied to the bed with arms and legs spread (spead eagle). Blindfolded and gagged while I heard music it so I can not hear or see where he was. I was completely naked and he was somewhere around the bed. He made sure the restraints are tight enough that I cant move but loose enough that they are not cutting off circulation. Then he came over on...
Prior to the start of our almost eleven years in an open-relationship, Barb had a Domme/submissive relationship with Spencer. When we started seeing each other, she offered him one last session with her on the condition that I would also use him as a 'play toy' at the same time but he canceled the day before. We forgot about him until three months later, when she received an e-mail begging her for one last play session and agreeing to my role in it.Barb contacted him back informing him that he...
TrueSo we are jumping back to the past again my friends! 1985……..Spankie! So to recap, over the summer I had my heart broken and was having a sexual drought. I lost confidence, I was working in a factory stacking heavy boxes for minimum wage, now nineteen years old going on my second year out of high school, a looser going nowhere. At that time, at least where I lived, the only night life for u******e adults was the video arcades and roller skating rings. Mostly populated by much younger girls, and...
You feel the nervous excitement all through your body. You are excited because you will soon be with him again. It's been a long time since you have been together, and the wetness between your legs only goes to intensify your feeling of jumpiness.Choosing a resort hotel was risky. You know lots of people in the area, but it was the easiest way to get together. You have an entire day alone with him. You have already brought yourself off once with your fingers on the way to the resort in your...
You're down on your knees gazing at my cock like you've never seen it before. Veins engorged and bulging on my purple shaft. You look at the black silicone cock ring tight around the base of my prick and another ring around my bulging balls.You want to kiss and lick my cock all over, feel all the ridges and veins under your tongue, get it all wet with your saliva...but i'm not going to let you.'Just sit still there and watch.' i tell you firmly'You're not allowed to touch yourself either.''This...
Nate had come out of the pond near 3 guys. Two were not young and hot like Nate and Clay, but, like me, they looked great for their age. One was a young fraternity looking guy with ripped body, covered in all the right places with black hair. They had watched all of us across the pond, and though that I must have be crazy (well, I had been rolling with Molly) to have fallen asleep next to Nate. I walked over toward them as the youngest guy was standing with his hands clasped together behind...
I was wide awake, spooning into daddy, smelling his hair, my pussy wouldn't stop throbbing and tingling an hour after he'd buried his seed deep inside me. We'd returned home after a weekend away and had spent the afternoon fucking like a pair of bunnies reliving the events of our threesome with Sally. It had been another first with daddy, we'd talked about it and planned it for a long time; it was something I'd fantasised about for years. I call it a first but that's not counting the...
Hi allJust thought i would share my story of how i turned from a straight guy into a submissive Bi (probably gay) guy.It was ten years ago and I was away on business, and spending a bored thursday night in my hotel. Deciding that i would go out for a drink i headed to the nearest bar, which when i walked in there it struck me as very male orientated but never thought any more of it.There were a couple of guys sitting at the bar, and said hello to me when i went in and they both smiled. I sat at...
"The Public Adventures of Mark" Exhibitionist or Or Loving Submissive Sissy Mark was nervous as usual never really knowing what Cindy had in store for him and today was no different. All he knew was they were headed out once again so he could be observed in public dressed like a girl and be humiliated. The anticipation was very exciting and he squirmed in the car seat. "What's the matter Mark? Getting a little excited there?" She smiled glancing down at his crotch as she...
Day One, 3:36pmI’m so nervous. I’m stood outside the shop. All I can do is look in and stare at the sign, knowing this is what I want but feeling too terrified to move from where I am. Perhaps someone will come out and pull me in, that would help. I have been waiting for this day for months now, and I cant even find the nerve to step through the door. Its only a shop, just a normal every day piercing shop. I’ve had plenty of piercings before, what’s the difference now? Oh yes, I know. The fact...
Joyce Evans is owned by her master Todd , Monique Gomez is owned by her master Master Mark ,Franny Smith is owned by her master Igor,Olga Petrova owned by her master Juan Chapter 1 - XXX Pool Party Monique Gomez was wearing a leopard skin thong bikini & three inch spiked heels The 48 year old stacked 5ft 9inch Colombian brunette was standing by the pool, collared & leashed, her master MARK was an inch shorter than Monique but was leading her by her leash to the lawnchair by the...
"Mrs. Tate wishes to seed you in the bathroom, immediately," Gordon Tate said to the beautiful oriental , "you may finish polishing the silverware later!!!" "Yes, sir," Miki Lee replied while averting her master's gaze, "right away!!!" The completely naked young woman quickly made her way to the gigantic bathroom just off the Tate's personal bedroom, and as was usually the custom, Valerie Tate was lolling in the whirlpool bath, waiting for the Asian beauty to join her in the swirling waters!!!...
EroticIt had been a couple weeks and she had dropped me a message every few days to chat. She remembered that I had mentioned before that I was an experienced dom and asked questions about what was involved. She was kind of reserved and inexperienced and said she didn't think it was for her. Which is fine. I don't force it on anyone unless they want it. But she failed to realize that I had been planting the seeds at our first rendezvous and I knew that plant would grow. She messaged me one morning...
Author’s note: This story was on another site a few years ago. Now it’s back with some revisions. If you like the SubmissiveLand concept, please consider buying the full-length book on Amazon. (Search ?SubmissiveLand?, one word.) A third book is in the works but I need help from the community to make it happen. Hugs and kisses to all who visit and post at this site. XOXOSubmissiveLand – By B-Dreamer Chapter 1 ?Welcome to SubmissiveLand: the only vacation spot in the world...
Submissived aka Punish Teens! So, you’re feeling like you’re the dominant type? Listen buddy, there are only a handful of real alfas out there and I’m one of them. So, I know a pretender when I see one and I know that male dominating dudes are just trying to get some pussy like the rest of us. However, I have to admit that there’s a certain amount of respect that I have to give to dudes who like to fuck their girls like it’s a hardcore jackhammer drilling some asphalt on the freeway. They just...
Premium Fetish Porn SitesAs Joyce swallowed her daily dose of man protein , she looked every bit the house slut. Collared , leashed with spiked heels , Joyce had a newly minted cougar tattoo on her ass that read Jake's Bitch. If Holly hadnt brought Jake , the master hypnotist home a year earlier , she would've have remained a normal average married housewife. Chapter 1 Bill had his mouth open as his chubby mistress Joan pissed all over his face . His wife Joyce was sexy but Jake had set up a divorce when...
I do consider myself a submissive. That said I also know that I can be assertive when I need to be, but when it comes to how I truly want to live my life I am true to my submissive nature.The beginning of my road to this awareness started when I was just a little girl. I was sort of robbed of my c***dhood by an uncle who m*****ed me for a lot of years. With that early exposure to sexual pleasure, I became a very sexual being. As I got older I sought out partners for sex thinking that was what...
I’ve known I was a submissive girl since I was really young. I used to crave bondage, humiliation, and degradation along with some punishment and servitude. I cannot tell you where these feelings came from. All I can say is that when I was young, I craved it beyond anything else. Thoughts of being dominated filled my mind constantly and the ideas that ran through my head always gave me butterflies and made my virginity flow with a constant stream. I was 13 years old when it all...
Now I have a very feminine side and have always been interested in men,however, being married and from a small mid western town where they calledguys interested in men queer, fags, well you know all the derogatory termsthe straight laced populace use. We had moved to Florida for the purposeof a job that I had applied for and after two interviews actually landed.I found that even though the city we had moved to was more of a large town,the community didn't come down so hard on guys like me. I...
Hello, this is Vicky back with a story. All the girls out there be ready to get dripping wet. I got a nice response on the previous story, and had some nice talk with some of the “Readers”. Feel free to contact me on or sumadhur on kik for a nice chat????. This a story about an adventure between me and a college senior rutuja. We study in a top Pune college, she was in last year when I was in first year. Let me describe her, she was a nice tall girl, very fair, a nice neck and collar always...
After her second divorce, Barbara moved into a high rise condominium building in New Orleans. It offered security and amenities like a swimming pool, workout room and community room. Barbara particularly liked the social events like the Sunday pot luck dinner. She enjoyed the camaraderie and social interaction. Most of the people that attended were paired up either by marriage or commitment. But there were always a couple of singles in attendance. Barbara had maintained her curvy...
After getting all dressed she sat down and started her laptop. Her boyfriend new that she loved reading sex stories online and they happened to get her all soaking wet so he made it a rule that she read them for 30 minutes every morning and 30 minutes every night. As Kasey waited for it to load she went and grabbed her vibrator, already excited as she passed the rules on the wall. This whole power exchange between her boyfriend and her turned her on greatly. She loved how strict he was with her...
Introduction: Please leave rating and comments so i know if i should keep writing. im trying to make my stories longer due to messages from several readers. thank you for the support As I headed to bed I had no idea what to expect in the next few days. Brent had started out by just having me wear a single dildo in my pussy over night and in the matter of 3 days I was wearing 3 toys at night and in the morning a dildo to work. To make matter worse he had made me wear the 3 toys out to Walmart...
To pick up some extra cash I took a job on the weekend delivering wood and hardware for a local lumberyard. Most of the big jobs were delivered during the week so I wound up driving a lot of lighter shipments to residential areas. That was how I met Mac. The directions had me going out a ways into the country and turning down a long lane and pulling up behind a house with a load of heavy lumber, some brackets, chains and heavy duty hardware. I was just about to honk the horn when I saw the...
I wondered if I should dump the evidence of my self indulgence. Standing by the supermarket car-park trash bin I pull the plastic bag from my shopping bag. Inside is crumpled a pair of my favourite panties the crotch of which was now sodden with my vaginal juices. Should I discard them or risk taking them home where my sister-in-law would be bound to find them and embarrass me in front of the family by asking why they were so soiled? Could I get back to the their house and pull on another pair...
As 7 o’clock neared I took a look at myself in my full length mirror. I’m not a petite girl, but have curves in all the right places. My long brown hair hung in soft curls with my bangs pinned back, my green eyes were glistening from the light make up I wore, my 38c boobs looked nicely in my v-neck top showing off enough cleavage that was sure to turn a few heads, and the shorts I wore showed off my long tanned legs. As I bent down to put on my sandals I felt something wrap around my waist.
I met Brent right after I moved. A brand new city, brand new job and brand new friends. We talked online before I had moved and were merely friends. He was 23 and I was 26, polar opposites in almost everyway. He stood 54 about 245 pounds and strawberry blonde hair. He was very cocky and conceited and a total red neck. I, however, stand 511 about 220 pounds with 40DD breasts, a nice firm ass, long burgundy colored hair and a total city girl. I was never thought of him sexually or had been...
As I get older I tend to reflect on my past. How I got to where I am and those people who contributed along the way. One of the things that I tend to dwell on is my sexual journey through life. There was this girl in my neighborhood. She lived with her widowed mother on the next street over, our back yards butting up against each other. Her name was Barbara Poole, or Barb. Definitely not Barbie, she bristled at that. She was definitely not the perfect blonde bimbo of doll fame. Our fathers had...
First TimeJohn drove his car down the motorway. He didn't know why he was going through with this, only that it felt like he was possessed, or desperately in need. Only a scant couple of hours earlier he had been texting a contact he had made on online. His wife was at work his c*****n at school. No one would need to know. He had showered and clipped and shaved his pubes. His mind a haze as he used an enema to clean out his bowels. He felt good. He felt clean. He did everything he could to keep from...