Category: BDSM

domme

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I ran a thumb along the seam of my black lace glove, savoring the slickness of the leather against my skin. The title—naughty slut, dominant bitch—they were just labels. To them, they were prayers whispered into the void. To me, they were tools.

Tonight, my tool was denial. Exquisite, slow, psychological denial. I pushed open the door, and the air shifted. Elias was already in position, knees pressed to the cold concrete, wrists secured behind him with thick, dark cuffs. He wasn’t looking at me; he wouldn’t dare until I permitted it.

Continue reading “Savoring My Power Over Him” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

Carl and I were oiled up after we gently spread it all over each other. We were oiled up and ready for a good fuck. We got on the bed and were ready to have our bodies collide. Who knew what was going to happen when our naked bodies touched, greased up. They could go in any direction and any position.

I wanted to start with a nice sloppy blowjob, but I wanted to get some lovings at the same time. So, 69 it is. I laid down on my back, and he crawled on top of my, lining his dick up with my mouth. It was slick with oil, so I knew this would be really sloppy, just like he likes. I felt his dick slide in my mouth, sliding further down my throat. He humped my face, thrusting his cock in and out at the same time. Every thrust he made, he sucked on my clit, and I tried to wiggle to get away, and it felt so good. I knew he could make me cum in minutes this way, but I didn’t want the fun to end quite yet.

Continue reading “Oiled Up Leads To A Broken Bed Part 2” →

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Being a naughty girl thrills me. Tonight, you’ve taken me out to a fancy dinner. I’ve dressed to tease you. Something tight, sleeveless, and it shows off more cleavage and thigh than you can stand. At first, you thought it was sexy that other men would be oogling your arm candy. It made you feel like the big man on campus to have such a sexy fucktoy at your side, but now, your cock is hurting.

We’re halfway through the appetizers, and when the waiter turns to leave, I tug the neckline down to flash you a supple tit. I can almost feel your groan from across the table. Giggling, I cover back up and act as if nothing has happened.

Continue reading “Naughty Peek a Boo” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I was feeling so horny on one Thursday night, so I called up an old fuck buddy, Carl, to come over and have some fun with me. We used to fool around on a regular basis when I was back in school, so it was going to be a nice night catching up. There were some supplies set up beside my bed, especially some body oil.

I got ready, in my purple lingerie, and did my makeup to match. The doorbell rang and I got excited that Carl was finally here. I put on my silk robe to go downstairs to answer the door and let him inside. I told him we were going to be in my bedroom, and sent him upstairs to get himself ready, which didn’t take him long.

Continue reading “Oiled Up Leads To A Broken Bed” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

I love bondage and being tied up, and my favorite body part to be tied up is my big beautiful 36B titties. The way the silk rope feels against my skin feels amazing. The rope is wrapped carefully around each tit, making them bigger and squishier. And that just makes my nipples more sensitive.

It’s the perfect time to come up to me while I’m restrained and my arms are out of the way. Put your face in between my supple tits. They are squeezed together, so motorboat them with your mouth and yummy tongue. I love the way your tongue feels against my super sensitive nipples.

Lick them, suck on them, bite them. I can take it all and I love it all.

Next, I think I’ll get some baby oil and pour them all over my chest and tits. Make them so shiny and delicious. I know you won’t be able to handle yourself. Put those hands all over my titties and rub that oil in. Oh yes, just like that.

Continue reading “Bondage Breast Play” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext.463

I do love a good anal fuck, but you didn’t think I was able to take a rock-hard cock from the start, did you? Of course, I had to start with a nice flexible pair of anal beads. There are some anal trainers, but I decided on a few pairs of beads to stretch my ass nice and wide.

I started by laying down on my back in front of a full-length mirror. I had my legs up in the air and behind my head (you have to be REALLY flexible for this). I grabbed my smallest pair of beads which were bright pink, and I grabbed my lube in my other hand.

I made sure to lube up the beads a lot, and then I lubed up my asshole too. I needed to really prepare myself properly. I put the beads right up at my asshole and gently pushed the smallest bead in. I heard and felt the POP and knew right then that my ass swallowed that bead.

Continue reading “Anal Beads Stretch the Ass” →

Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I call him Mr. Mysterious. He always remains anonymous. I don’t know his name, where he’s from, or anything else about him. He uses an unregistered gift card. So he doesn’t have to give me any personal information. But I can always recognize his distinctive voice. It’s so deep and so sexy. Just the sound of it makes me all tingly and wet. When he says my name, my heart skips a beat. It turns me on so much. He’s older and dominant. I feel so young, naïve, and submissive with him. He makes me feel so special and so protected. I love it when he tells me what to do and uses my body for his own gratification and pleasure.

We love roleplaying. It’s always some type of age play, family fun, forced, domination, or bdsm. He has a very vivid and extreme imagination. And he always has very detailed and creative roleplay ideas. The roleplays always include mutual masturbation. He loves to make me cum, and he loves to hear me cum. Of course I love making him cum and hearing him cum just as much, or maybe even more.

Continue reading “Mr. Mysterious” →

Femme Domme Friday

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

The hunk at the gym was very bold when he approached. “I’d do anything you said so long as I got to taste your sweaty ass,” I smirked and nodded. We’d see what a good boy he’d make, it WAS Femme Domme Friday, after all.

He thought he’d drive us to his house, but he quickly learned he wasn’t going to have any control in this situation. He sat in the passenger seat of my car as I drove to my house, with my hand rubbing his upper thigh. My fingers grazed close to his cock, teasing him with what was to come, but never brushing his needy erection. The stud’s hips bucked trying to get some friction during the quick drive back to mine, but he still had no idea what he was in for.

Continue reading “Femme Domme Friday” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

I was working in my dungeon, excuse me, my OFFICE, and a really interesting client came downstairs to greet me. He was very alpha, brown hair and eyes, covered in muscles. It looked like he really like to work out. He told me that he was a very dominant man, but he wanted to try something new and be a sub for once. I was up for the challenge!

I told him to go to the wall and the first step in becoming a sub was becoming vulnerable, so I made him shed all his clothes, including his boxers and socks. Nothing can make you more submissive than standing completely naked in front of a stranger. He went along with it, and I admired the specimen that was standing in front of me.

The next step was putting on a pair of frilly underwear. Wearing panties was like a gateway to dressing up all together. He said he wasn’t feeling fully brave enough to wear clothes, but he was willing to try on a pair of panties for me. I got the girliest pair I could find: pink lacey panties with a bow on the front.

Continue reading “Training My Alpha to Be a Sub” →

Melanie 1-844-332-2639 EXT 463

I was at a coffee house one day and I saw an interesting flyer on the wall. It was for a girl-on-girl Jello wrestling contest. I’ve been stuck in a rut, and I was all for trying something new. I decided to let them pick a random girl for me and just be surprised.

On a Friday night, I got to the contest. It was in an old, abandoned warehouse. It was a little spooky, but I was all ready for it. Showing off my beautiful, perky tits, was my purple sequin bikini and beautiful matching purple makeup. I had my hair pulled up in a messy bun, I didn’t want it pulled too much, although that wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

I saw a soft kiddie pool full of lime green Jello. It looked good enough to eat, especially after our dirty feet and bodies soak in it. I know I would surely make my opponent eat it. I saw my opponent, Cherry, on the other side of the mat. She was about my height but built with nothing but pure muscle.

Continue reading “Jello Wrestling Girl on Girl” →