Bdsm Dominance


Safe Word

In my line of work, I don't get to choose where in the country I want to work. Recently, I was set up to work in a fairly remote area. There were no big cities around, so I had to live in a town of just 500 people. After checking out the two bars, and hanging out at all of the public areas, I did not have any luck picking up a date. So I decided to try a new route. I had not looked into online personal ads before, but after hearing about it from a friend back home I figured I would check it out. I went to Craigslist, and found the nearest "big" city listed. I hoped I didn't have to drive an hour just to get laid, but I had to try something.

Taming the Succubus

The Succubus is not a new threat of course; they've been around for as long as men have been susceptible to feminine wiles. But recently their population has grown and frequency of their "visits" has increased. In case you don't know, a Succubus is a creature that knows only two things: fucking and killing; and they are very good at both. Some, particularly women, call them demons or monsters; others, particularly men, are not so sure. In my experience I think I've learned a great deal about them. For starters, they are certainly not demons; they are as flesh and blood as any other creature. However, though they do appear in most respects to be human, they're not quite that either.

Teaching Nancy

Nancy sighed as she closed the car door behind her. She had been delivering dry cleaning for nearly four months now, a fairly easy job, but still dreaded her last delivery. Most of her customers were fairly wealthy, snobbish, and made a point of being quick and polite with her, if not a little brash. No customer had ever really made her feel uncomfortable; not like Gregory Burgess. Nancy tucked her dark hair behind her ear before starting the car and glancing in the rear-view mirror. She didn't exactly try to make herself look ugly when she made the delivery to Mr. Burgess, but she avoided makeup. It wouldn't have really been possible anyway.

A Late Night at the Office

Claire sat at her desk, recalculating the spreadsheet she was working on for the umpteenth time. 'God I hate annual budgets' she muttered to herself and scrolled to the bottom to see the effect her latest changes had made. 'That's better', she said as she compared the new figures to her targets with a mixture of pride and relief in her voice, stretching to relieve the cramp in her arms and shoulders. The glass fronted office she was sitting in was a pool of light in the midst of the rest of the dark building, broken only by the dim glow of the night lighting in the corridor beyond. Claire got up and went across to the window, high above the city streets. The traffic was lighter at this time...

Barstool Bitch

"Don't you talk to me that way you little sassy bitch", I told her. She was pissed because I saw one of my ex-girlfriends at the grocery store and did a double take when I saw her. She looked hot, what can I say. She wasn't as hot as my current girlfriend, Michele, though. As pissed off as Michele was, I wasn't ready to release the tension in our little spat. I could ease the jealous thoughts raging through her mind by telling her how gorgeous she is and how much I was in love with her. But I wouldn't. At least... not yet. I had other things in mind.

Close Encounters of the Turd Kind

My Mistress looked on as three of her gorgeous, naked handmaidens made the final adjustments. One of them, a cute little brunet who was 18 years old with the body of a voluptuous cherub, snugly inflated the watertight seal around my neck. My head was now securely sealed inside the clear glass pedestal of my Mistress' newly installed Ingolstadt toilet! I was its first inmate and would remain so for as long as she desired. The other two women, both blondes, probably in their mid twenties, and every bit as mouthwatering to look at, finished securing my naked body to the platform that extends behind the toilet.

Sweet Ecstasy

Kara planned everything out carefully and collected all the stuff she was going to need to execute her plan. She looked in the mirror as she got ready and studied the reflection looking back at her. She was about 5'6" and a slight 115 pounds. She had a nice size chest, 34 D. Sam loved them and couldn't get enough of them. She had curves in all the right places, which she was currently accentuating with a rhinestone studded thong and matching bra. Pulling on a simple pair of jeans with a belt and a blue button down shirt of her husbands, she brushed her sun streaked brown hair out of her face. Her long lashed green eyes studied the unassuming outfit. Perfect!

Wife Pimped

My wife, Teresa and I are a middle to upper class white suburbian couple. We lived in a high class part of town and cohabitated in a luxury apartment. However we found ourselves in a very unfortunate situation. We both were unemployed and because we were early in our marriage and both coming out of financially devastating divorces, our nest egg had not grown large enough to sustain our continued life style for longer than a year. After about 6 months our apartment lease came to an end and we had to make a decision. We both had several interviews by this point, but unfortunately no offers.

Disobedient Wife

My name, for the purposes of this story, is Debbie and at the time this took place I was 23 and Bill and I had been married for just on two years. We had always enjoyed a passionate but exclusive sex life and really enjoyed each other's company. One thing that set us apart from other married couples we know is that Bill is old fashioned in his beliefs about marriage. He insists that a wife should obey her husband in all things and I am happy to go along with that because, well, frankly, I quite enjoy having someone else make all the decisions so that I don't have to take responsibility for what happens.

Sissy the Redhead: Her First Cock Pt. II

I couldn't believe my plan had worked so well. That hot housewife across the street was even more game than I had thought. I had dressed as slutty as I could, digging out clothes from three years ago when I was only ten years old, squeezing into them, and flaunting my tight little thirteen year old body all over the yard pushing the lawn mower. It only took twice before she came over an made her move. And, my god, what a move. I've never cum so hard. Even when Mom and I fool around. Sure, my mom taught me everything I know about eating pussy, and she's almost as hot as Charlotte, only she has thick black hair and huge tits. She dresses different, too.