An Unexpected Adventure by Heather

My wife had sent me to a store to return a package. When I asked her what was in the package, I was told it was none of my business and to just get on with it. She gave me instructions how to drive to the store, scribbled on a post-it. I had a hard time focusing on the road while trying to read her handwriting. "Turn left after the traffic lights." I turned left and hit the brakes hard as gate appeared in front of me. "What the hell?!" I muttered under my breath. I looked at the post-it again. There were no more notes. Geez. Women. I dialed my wife's number. "What?" She answered, obviously sounding irritated. "It's me," I said while wondering why I ever bothered saying that, after ten years of marriage, I was pretty sure she'd recognize my voice. "Yes?" her only response was. "Look, I'm at this gate, there's no store here. Are you sure you wrote down everything?" "Of course I am sure. It's not really a store anyway, there's an intercom on the gate somewhere, just press the stupid button." With that she hung up the phone. "Thanks honey," I muttered while getting out of the car.

I walked to the gate and saw the intercom. I rang.. no answer. I stood there wondering what to do when a voice said, "Are you here to deliver my package?" "U-uhm, yeah, I guess." I said. "Great. I'll open the gate. Park your car and walk up to the house."

I got back in my car and the gate opened. I slowly drove up the driveway and parked my car. The house was huge. I mean, it was almost like a castle. As I walked up to the door, with the package in one hand, the door slowly opened. A woman in what I would guess her late forties opened the door. She beckoned me closer with her finger. "And your name is?"

"My wife sent me here, for your package, so eh, here you go, I'm not sure what the deal is." She smiled. "That's not what I asked, is it? So again, what is your name?" I ran a hand through my hair, "I'm Paul." She grinned. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Now be a dear, take the package inside, please."

I walked behind her into the house. "Sure, where do you want me to put this?" She didn't answer, but walked up the stairs. "Look, I don't know what your deal is, but I wasn't planning on following you all around the house, so again, where can I put this?" She turned around midway up the stairs. "I'll have you know that this my house. You don't get to ask the questions. You have one simple task. Follow me and put the package where I ask you to put it, do you understand?" I didn't say a word but just followed her up the stairs thinking, "Some women!"

The stairs seemed to never end. When we finally arrived at the top, she walked towards a door and opened it. My eyes grew big when I saw what was in that room as I followed her inside. All the walls were covered with mirrors. But what really struck me, was the naked boy, dangling from some ropes that seemed to be attached to a ring in the ceiling. "What the fuck.." I muttered. "Now if you'd be a dear. Please open the package. I don't want to ruin my manicure." I looked at her., but just did as she asked. I almost dropped the package when I saw what was in there. A cock cage. I had seen these before. In the porn movies I watched. What the hell was this all about. "Can you get the cock cage out of the package please, Paul? I grabbed it from the box, wanting this to get over with as fast as possible. "Uhm, right, so where do you want this then?" I looked at her, not trying to look at the boy who seemed to be perfectly happy all tied up. "Where do I want that? Why Paul, that seems pretty obvious, I want that around your cock."

I dropped the cock cage. "Y-you.. w-what?!" I stammered. "You have got to be kidding!" She laughed. "I am very serious, Paul. You see, your wife went through your browser history, you really ought to learn how to delete that shit! But, as your wife has always taken a liking to Femdom, I am surprised it took her ten years to see what a little slut you are. But at last she's seen the light and apparently you like it as well. So I agreed to help her. Mentoring your wife and mentoring you into a perfect, happy D/s couple." She clapped her hands. "I am so excited!" I just stood there. Flabbergasted. Unsure what to say. Unsure what to do. "I.. I don't know where you got this from, but I just came here to deliver a package and.." She shushes me before I could speak another word. "Tell you what Paul. Since this is your first time, you are probably unsure what to do, I understand. How about you sit in the corner right there and you can watch me play with my boy?" She turned towards what was apparently her boy and gave the ropes a little swing. "Hi there precious. Are you ready?" She pulled the roped towards her and kisses him on the lips. I saw him nod and whisper, "Yes my Mistress."

"What about you Paul? Are you ready?" She turned towards me and laughed. "Judging by that bulge in your pants I would guess to say you are!" I felt my cheeks getting warm. She winked at me. "You just sit there and be quiet. Watch first, ask questions later."

End of part 1.

BTW. Hi, my name is Heather. I wanted to do something nice for the guys, so here is my second femdom heterosexual story! Yes, I've written one before, a long time ago, anyway, I hope they'll like it, I don't want to secretly fuck them though, just wanted to be nice!

Byeeeee

Army Manoueuvres by Charlie

Army Manoeuvres
By Charlie Vanalten

Scenario: Scotsman in army, on leave in London England trying to make his way back to his unit in Scotland. Being in the army he had to wear his kilt and full uniform. I will call him Rob. He was well built and was 18 years old.

Rob was making his way through London, trying to get to the main road that ran from London to Scotland, he hadn't much money and decided to hitch hike his way back . Rob got to the main road  called A1 and was holding out his thumb hitching when a black sports car pulled up just in front of him.

 The driver called to him "where are you going" Rob ran up to the car and told the driver who was a lady in her 40's that he was trying to get to Glasgow. “Well you are in luck young man I’m going all the way put your kit in the boot, I think it will just about go in“. Rob thanked her for the offer. Rob got in next to her after putting his kit in the boot. They started chatting, the lady told him how smart he looked and asked what regiment he was in. Several times her hand brushed his bare leg as she changed gear. Rob never thought anything of it. He knew the journey usually took 8 hours on the bus but he should be back well before he had to be back the way the woman was driving.

“I’ll be having something to eat a bit further along, do you have anything or would you like to share what I have” she asked. Rob had nothing , he was going to get a lift to a service area then take another after he had eaten, he hadn’t reckoned on getting a lift all of the way. He explained this to the woman. “You can share what I have then” she said smiling. They chatted about all sorts of things and then she put her hand right on his leg again and said “I do like to see men in kilts, they are so smart, much better than those awful trousers don’t you think”. Rob wasn’t sure what to say, so he agreed with her. After a while she stopped so that they could eat.

After they had finished they got back in the car and Rob started to feel a little strange, light headed. The driver put a hand onto his bare leg and moved it further up until it was high on his thigh, then she took her own coat off. To Rob’s amazement she was wearing a Majors uniform, she was in the same unit as he was. “Now Rob, get out and remove your jacket and shirt, then your shoes and socks and put them in the boot with the rest of your kit, then stand still for me”. Rob had to do what she had ordered him to do but he wasn’t happy about it.

When his clothes were in the boot she locked it then she knelt down and put her hands up under his kilt and felt around. She looked up at him smiling “Well at least you aren’t wearing anything you shouldn’t be wearing”.
“You can get back in now, but make sure you remove the sporran, you can put it over the back of my seat, and then remove your belt and undo your kilt. You can leave it covering you for now but I will expect you to take it off later”.
Rob was stuck, he didn’t know what to do now, she had all of his things locked up in the boot. He got back in to the car though. She drove off again but soon told him to do as she had told him to do. He didn’t have much choice, so he did as she asked.

Rob took the kilt off, not wanting to be hurt by her and put it behind her. ”Good boy, now rub your cock for me, I want to see it stiff”. She noticed that he was hesitant so followed up with “Do it or get out, you’ll stay naked though, I’ll keep your kit and uniform with me”. Rob was convinced that she would do it too, so he rubbed his cock slowly. She drove up another small track and stopped the car in a clearing.

She leant over and started to feel his body all over and then she took hold of his member and stroked it a few times then she started to suck it. She stopped before he started to cum. “Hm Nice, very nice indeed, you have done well so far, most of the men would of shot their load by now, but you are only just starting, very good indeed” she said with a broad grin on her face “You had better get your things on now, we are getting fairly close to the barracks”.
She got his things out of the boot and gave them to him.

She told him that he shouldn't worry that if they were late back she would sort it out. He of course wondered why they might be late back. She said "You are to come with me when we get to the barracks, Ill clear it with your commander, I’m sure he will understand . We still have a few miles to go and I think its about time to get something else to eat, there is a service centre just along the way”. She drove on until she came to it.

 They both ate the meal and then returned to the car. She drove fast now then slowed as she approached the barracks, then slower still as she drove into the main entrance to the barracks, she got out and phoned the commander of his section. When she got back to the car she told Rob that he was alright to go with her to help her with a job she wanted doing in her house. She drove to her place and they got out.
She told him to follow her into her house, she told him to stand at attention in front of the sofa, she then undressed in front of him, then knelt in front of him and put her hands under his kilt and slowly moved them up. She did not touch his member though, her hands ran up his thighs and around to his ass. She got up and went out of the room, she returned a short time after with a towel and something else that Rob didn't see, it was hidden under the towel.

 She knelt behind him and felt his ass then she stood up and undid the buttons on his shirt and pulled it out of his belt and pushed it off of his shoulders. She bent and untied his shoe laces and told him to take them off. She pulled his socks down and he was told to let her take them off, he was to stand on one leg and then the other. As soon as Rob's socks were off he was told to stand at ease ,she took his belt off and then his kilt.

 He was ordered to lay face down on the floor, she knelt down beside him and he felt his legs being spread. She smeared something onto his ass and then pushed something hard up his ass hole,” This" she said "is the closest you will get to know what it feels like for us girls". He was ordered to get on his hands and knees ,when he was in position she pushed the object in further until it was up his ass the full length, then she pulled it out.

 She moved away and put something around her waist, then moved to him and knelt down behind him and pushed a dildo into his ass and started to ass fuck him. His cock started to get harder and harder as she moved in and out of his ass. She took hold of his erection and carried on pushing in and out of him. Then she stopped and pulled it out, turned him onto his back and squatted over him and slowly let herself down onto his member. She felt it start to jerk, she got off of him and stopped the urge to cum by squeezing the base of his cock. "No my boy you are  not going to pay so fast, you are going to be here all night and I’m going to really get my monies worth out of you, so far you are the best of the bunch, and I’ve had most of you lot" she yelled. She got Rob hard again and told him to take her from the rear, "Stick in in me soldier boy, I want it in deep",

Rob put his arms around her and pushed his penis into her vagina and teased her clitoris with his fingers as he moved slowly at first in and out of her tight hole, he got faster and faster as he felt her muscles respond to the length and girth of his rock hard cock as it moved inside of her. She tried to get him to pull out when he was close to shooting his sperm into her but he pulled her onto his cock as his hot sticky cum shot into her. Rob pulled out and she turned and sucked on his cock until she could get no more of his sperm into her mouth. She had him twice more that night. When he returned to his unit in the morning his commander called him into his office and told him that he was being reassigned. Someone had pulled some strings and he was to be a certain Major's batman, she would tell him his duties when he reported to her. His commander also said "By heck she must have enjoyed you Rob, this is the first time she has ever asked me to make one of my soldiers into her batman, you should be honoured, she usually spits them out after an hour or two" he laughed out loud at that. Rob had the time of his life in the army from then on.

Chattel's Moaning

 Chattel's Moaning may 29, 2010
[12:49] chattel Losee: Greetings Miss Destiny
[12:50] Destiny Teardrop: hello beast
[12:51] chattel Losee: may a beast be of any use to Miss Destiny?
[12:51] Destiny Teardrop: no
[12:52] chattel Losee: Miss Destiny, Miss Zarita tossed beast to the cell and told it it could only be released with the permission of a High Dominion Mistress, or tomorrow, Miss Destiny..
[12:52] Destiny Teardrop: why were you put there?
[12:53] chattel Losee: beast has been a smart ass to Miss Zarita
[12:53] Destiny Teardrop: then you can stay there
[12:55] chattel Losee: yes Miss Destiny
[12:55] chattel Losee: She said beast was blocking the seats probably to get attention, and beast replied by saying "good idea"
[12:58] chattel Losee feels it woul probably be pointless to ask the other High Mistresses
[12:58] Destiny Teardrop: DO NOT ASK
[12:58] Destiny Teardrop: I am telling you now
[12:58] Destiny Teardrop: don't you dare do that
[12:58] Destiny Teardrop: if one says no, you do not ask another
[12:59] Destiny Teardrop: you are a beast, an animal, that's how you wanted to be treated, so be it...do not decide when you feel like it that you will complain, now stop moaning and stay there.
[12:59] chattel Losee: yes Miss Destiny
[13:00] chattel Losee is Offline
[13:02] chattel Losee is Online
[13:09] chattel Losee is Offline

A Night Out Part 2 by Aly

Eric gasped as I pushed him into the hotel room, and he nearly fell to his knees had he not caught himself on the small table inside the doorway, sending the lotion bottle to the ground.

 I glared at Eric as he look at bottle on the ground and I let an annoyed huff leave my lips.

"Well boy," I said, "Get on your knees and pick it up."

Eric nodded quickly and was on the ground before I could fully close the door, picking up the bottle and puts it on the table, my hand going to his shoulder to keep him from standing.

"M-miss?" The quiver in my voice had me lips pulling into a smirk as I looked down at him.

"You are to remain kneeling until I say so," I said as I ran my hand down his cheek. "Do you understand boy?"

He nodded his head and I brought my hand back and then bringing it back down, his head moving to the side with the force of my slap.

"When I ask you a question you will speak boy." I hissed between my teeth.

"Yes Miss, I'm sorry Miss," Eric said quickly, looking down and his hand twitched.

"Good boy, now answer my question."

"I understand Miss," the words were small, but I could hear him fine and I smiled.

"Good boy," I trailed my hand over his face and through his hair before walking away from him. "Come over to the bed boy. Crawl on your hands and knees."

"Yes Miss," Eric said before moving to the bed and then knelt by it, his hands behind his back and legs closed.

I moved close to him, kicking his legs apart with my foot and then crouched down beside him, running my hand down his neck and chest, the gripping the bottom of his shirt.

"I think this can come off," I whispered in his ear. "Don't you agree?"

"Yes Miss," The quiver in his voice portrayed how nervous he was and there were goosebumps along his arms.

 I quickly tore his shirt off his body, exposing the soft, hairless skin of his chest. His nipples hard little pebbles from the cool air of the room and I pinched both of them between my nails, making the boy yelp in surprise and pain.

"Please Miss," the boy started but I popped his mouth.

"Do not speak unless I tell you to boy," I said in his ear, holding his jaw in my hands, my nails digging into his skin.

"Yes Miss," The words were muffled and he shook slightly, his chest moving up and down quicker than before.

I slowly moved my hand from his jaw, running the nails down his chest, scrapping the nipples down to his jean covered crotch.

"Stand up boy," I said as I stood up after giving a harsh squeeze on his cock.

 "Yes Miss," he said and quickly stood up.

 I reached forward and unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down his legs, exposing his boxers that held in his straining cock.

"Well then, what do we have here?" I asked, gripping his cock in my hand. "Are you hard? Do you like what I'm doing to you?"

"Yes Miss," He whispered, his cock twitching in my hand and I gripped it harder, making him squeak.

"On the bed boy," I said. "Don't anger me, and tonight can be the best night of your life. Or it could be your worst."

I smirked again, letting go of his cock and watched as he moved quickly onto the bed and laid on his back.

Yes, tonight would be fun.

End of part two.

Anonymous Confession

Master Manipulator - An Anonymous Domme April 2010
I am a dominant woman.. serious, sensual, seductive and sexy..
some may think manipulator, I tend to agree, but lately, I've found I'm a Master Manipulator.
Master in the sense of a Dom, - and one I am determined to master.

Havent you ever glimpsed an arrogant dom, one that makes your blood boil, gives you that tendency to fast forward your thinking of how good he'd look with your collar on, under your thumb, begging you for approval. Begging your command?
Well, I've had recent incidence to enjoy my newest past time..
I call it.. "Flip a Dom."

There is something very choice in reducing a superior believing male Dom to a quivering glob of sticky cum. Making him believe he's always wanted to discover the intensity of a cock cage, or what's even more delicious, denial of that all important pop.

The finest part of the entire idea is motivating this dom.. into believing it was all his idea, and just when he finally submits, the zip cords come out, the syran wrap, the ice and violet wands, the bindfolds and pinwheels.

It is an incredible victory, as well as filthy exciting to create.

I have taken a flippant, omnipotent, egotistical know it all, living end of Master Dominate asshole, and turned him into my very own slut, dying to please me, living to moan my name, and cum on command. It is rich to hear "yes Mistress, you are sublime Mistress".. when he is used to saying.. "take that dick bitch"..
now.. he is the one hearing that line, and he is the one sucking my leather dick. Truly it is a personal and audacious "victoire"
" for me, and I can not help sit and gloat over it.

What was the little trick that I used to coax him over to my "dark side".. the delicious side B of my own personal vinyl record? It was easy, I just asked him my debaucherous starter question..
I asked him if he'd ever cum so hard he was nauseous.. he of course said, " uh no.." I said knowingly, "then boy, you need to know the ecstasy of defeat, and shake the hand who blinds you"
"sighs, I think you've never had a serious orgasm before, bless your heart"

Works every time.

A Dominion Domme.

The Mistake by Fred

The Mistake
Submitted by Fred07 Collas

Mistress Crissy’s boys are not allowed to touch without Her permission.

It is a simple rule, directly stated, and acknowledged when i was bought at auction. As She moved from the 24 hour period of ownership and took me under Her protection for further evaluation i confessed that daily masturbation was something i had been doing for years. To help me Mistress Crissy started me using a cb6000.

To be clean and for grooming, i am allowed to remove the chastity device for a shower each morning. Cleaning every day, shaving every second day is the routine. Denial is part of Her training; sexual neediness and the growing sense of desperation is part of my gift to Her.

After 12 days Her training was going well and my focus on Her was being aided by chastity; until that morning. In the shower my mind drifted off and i found my hand on Her cock! It had become engorged and was throbbing n my hand. Looking down horrified, i could hardly believe it. Already close to the edge, the old familiar feeling almost overcame me. To my amazement, it had built up inside me almost immediately such was my need but, i took my hand away and turned my body into the stream of water coming from the showerhead.

i told Her what had happened and asked Her forgiveness. She calmly told me there would be a punishment and that i would hear about it later. But, she asked mysteriously, “do you have any butter”. She left me wondering what that could mean.

It was mid morning on Saturday when She mentioned the punishment again. “Get the butter boy and a towel” She instructed, adding “punishments are so messy” with a laugh.

The cb6000 was to come off and then She instructed me to take a large amount of butter and rub it on Her cock. It was already swollen in excitement at being free and the feeling of the greasy butter between cock and palm was almost too much to bear! Her cock was slick and my hand slid along it even with a nice amount of pressure. The cockhead turned a brighter shade of pink and then became red and much larger than normal. The shaft bulged with the veins along its length standing out. After too short a period of enjoyment i was soon trying desperately to contain myself. Finally, She allowed me some relief (or so i thought) by instructing me to add butter to my hand and to move to Her balls.

“Are they swollen with cum for me boy?” She asked and it was all i could do to groan in response. What did I want more: the exquisite feeling of a powerful orgasm, cock pumping volumes of seed draining my swollen sex or to please Her?

Both.

Butter was dripping from between my legs and my knees were feeling weak, twitching almost uncontrollably as i tried to maintain control. I started to beg, quietly first then louder wanting both to cum and to please by winning Her permission. “Please my Mistress” I whimpered, “please let me cum”. “What are You boy?” She asked…”Your slut Mistress, I am Your complete slut!”

She laughed and said nothing more as with hearting banging like a bass drum in my chest I started to grunt with the exertion of maintaining control playing with the slithery buttered balls in my hand. I was NOT going to cum without Her permission and I was determined more than ever just listening to the calm control of Her voice which teases, comforts and controls all at the same time and is wonderful.

Grunting and breathing heavily I continued to beg. The response was silence, just silence and, finally after an agonizingly long time, She allowed me to stop.

My heart was pounding and I had humiliated myself completely before Her with my wonton display of raw sexual need. She had shown me Her power over me but I had shown in return my desire to obey.

Slowly I relaxed and a level of calm and happiness enveloped me. The bond is growing stronger.

Impromptu Confessions

A new year

A time to meet new people
Make new friends,

A time to go new places
Soar to new heights

A time to change into the person you always wanted to be,
It is time for a new year.

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So many things to be thankful for this year!

We had a great orgy the other night when all the boys were on.   I took them one by one and fucked each one of them, then let them lick me until I had three great orgasms, then we went another round.

Well, to be honest Im just kidding about the orgy, but I am not kidding about being thankful.  Its been a great year.  With my boys, with the sim, with RL.

And this year... will only be better!   And who knows... maybe an orgy thrown in.   *g*


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A beard covers your youthful face but not your pink blush.  I love it.  I love making young boys blush.  And you will blush a lot.

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At the end of the year you are suppose to be thankful. So I want to give a shout out to a Lady for whom I am thankful for beyond any words. This Lady has been here for me through thick and thin. I have known her less than a year, yet I hope she remains my friend for many, many more. This Lady has given me a safe haven when I needed it the most and continues to be there, no matter what. So, Miss Fallen. I am thankful for you. I am thankful for your hugs, your laughter, your words of wisdom and your freaky dreams that you share with me. I am thankful that you and I are friends. I am thankful I can drop by whenever, without you ever sending me away. I am thankful for you. I adore you to pieces.

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Dalia has a live in pink skunk who brings his A game

Sweet opens a public dungeon and teaches classes

Raffi writes a book about her life

Summer gets her own squad of military recruits to serve her in RL.

Susannah starts a series of wildly popular femdom podcasts

Casey gets Crissy's collar back and starts believing he deserves good stuff in his life.

Wycked finds a hot boy who appreciates her

And a few other private wishes I won't put here.  Use your imagination.

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Secret crushes.... yep I have one.  And I will always be there for that person, to support and show them that I care.

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I can misbehave. I can be inappropriate. Here, amongst all you of you magnificent Ladies, I need to learn to filter my juvenile thoughts just a tad bit better. I hope you give me time. :)

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For next year I am focusing on improving myself for Her, my self confidence and self esteem. I believe I can be the man she knows I am.

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I confess, As Miss Dalia was reading her poem, I got the hardest erection.

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If dreams could come true
If wishes were unicorns
if days were eternal
if dust were gold
If life were an eternity
If you were mine

But you are mine ..... so where will I put the unicorn

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I will guide you through all your secret scary places - the places that have previously made you shut down and run away. I will take you to the dark places we both need to visit. I will inflict myself upon you and infect you with my own desires and needs. You will hate me and you will love me. And I will own you.

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