Female Domination - Page 99


It was a typical midsummer day in the office, everybody was working on the projects at hand trying to meet the according deadlines. But for me everything changed last weeek. All my office days were tense now



When i was young, i loved to masturbate. At about age 10 - 11 i learned how. One day at a sleepover, my pre-adolescent friends and I were doing the regular sleepover thing. Until, one of them came downstairs with a porn mag
I'm new to this site so I would like to introduce my self as the punisher. I write erotic stories purely for fun. I have no desire to become an official author. This is the beginning of a series of stories
Mistress Lindsey was sitting in her large comfy chair, and as was usual for a Friday evening when I was with her, I was on all fours and she was resting her feet on my back



Character Descriptions: Devin: 15 years old. 5 "7 1/2". Sandy, brown hair. Brown eyes. Nora: 16 years old. 5 "7". Long, black hair. Blue eyes. Rose: 18 years old. 5 "8". Semi-long, brown hair, usually kept in a ponytail. Blue eyes (like her mother and sister)



Friday morning. It is early as the sunlight shines through the bedroom window and wakes you up. Today is going to be a fun day. You have an evening planned here at my place with your girlfriends. A hen night to be filled with laughter, fun and maybe a little mischief



I peered behind the heavy curtain that divided the stage from the sweaty dressing room. The seats in the converted cinema were all taken. The music crawled around the hall, the heavy, almost lazy bass contrasting with the visible air of excitement in the audience. My audience



I was glad for the weekend. It’s not that I dislike school, per se. It’s just that… I find school easy. And things that I find easy, I find boring. I didn’t see the point in drilling verb conjugations or taking the slope of thirty lines



I have been submissive to her for many years. Only as an online sub. She has discovered many things about me. I guess being a nasty submissive living a normal life I was aching for someone to know all my desperate needs and desires
Nikki loved to run, and today was no exception, the feeling of the fresh late afternoon air caressing her lithe body gave her an almost sexual buzz. Her dark hair was pulled back in a ponytail and weighing less than 115lb she was skinny for her 5’7”



Cold, that would have to be the word to describe it. But that was more likely to be the adrenaline than the late evening air, as the bones in my hands collided with the space just below his eye socket and were instantly shattered



What the hell did I do last night, I ask myself while pulling my hair. “Calm down Chad, there is a highly reasonable explanation why a baby is you’re bed with no face
The Awakening, Chapter 7. Jen flexes her muscles. The following day was Sunday and Jen and Matt took it easy. Jen said she was sore in places where she didn’t know she had muscles



"Good morning bitch" said rachel to start off the morning. She was wearing a nice little white laced thong and a small tanktop. She is about 5'6 and has dark brown hair, perky d cup tits and a nice big tight ass
There was a knock on the door. It was a too early for Claire to be home and even if it was her, it was unlike her to forget her key. So even though she had no idea who it could be, Lori was more than a little surprised to see a good looking young man at the door