It was Christmas Eve and the snow was falling softly outside my window. I sat at my desk furiously running over the numbers in an attempt to get the last report before the holiday submitted so I could get out and join the family when the phone rang. I looked down at the display and just as I expected, it was my boss.
"Hello?" I said, somewhat sounding disheveled.
"Do you have your report in yet? It's Christmas Eve and you and Sara are the only two I'm waiting on." I could hear the slight annoyance in her tone.
"Yes Mrs. Robinson. I'll have it in 10 min..." I didn't get the last word out of my mouth before she cut in.
"You have 5!"
"Yes Ma'm" I trailed off as I heard her phone slam down. Her voice was normally sexy but today sounded extremely sexy and I couldn't decide if it was because she was trying to be stern or just because I've looked at her in a different light since the company party.
I frowned and glanced out the window at the falling snow which was starting to pile up and I began to rethink the events of that party that took place the previous week. I remembered how she had had slightly too much to drink. Not so much that she was slurring words and stumbling. She would never lose control like that and was far too smart and far too professional to let the other employees see her in such a state. She did however have just enough to curb her inhibitions slightly. Or so I thought.
I was walking down the hallway returning from the restroom back to the party and she was walking toward me. She stopped me and pulled me aside out of view and earshot from the rest of the people attending the party.
"It doesn't look like you're going to make the quota this month" she said in a matter of fact tone as she positioned herself so she could see anyone that might approach from the main ballroom.
Not make numbers? I've made or beat the quota every month in 2 years. What was she thinking? She wasn't aware of the fact that I knew she intentionally upped the quota provided by corporate.
"Oh just wait, the month's not over yet. I'll make numbers." I said confidently.
Although she was 44 she looked 10 years younger. I had often times overheard her talking about going to the gym and it showed. The black dress she wore hugged her body and accentuated her toned curves in all right ways.
She quickly grabbed me by the tie with her right hand and placed the fingers of her left hand into the waistband of my pants grabbing my belt at the clasp and forcefully pulled me in close. I was completely caught off guard and my eyes widened with sudden shock.
"You sound pretty confident." she whispered in my ear, "I hope you're right... for your sake".
I could see a sparkle in her piercing blue eyes through the black frame glasses she wore and I knew at that moment she enjoyed the shock she put into me. She got off on it and I have to admit, so did I.
I jumped slightly as I came back to the present at the sound of Sara's voice. "Merry Christmas" she said while walking out the door. I wished her a Merry Christmas in return and looked at the clock, alarmed. "Oh Shit!" I thought. I had been daydreaming for four minutes! and what's worse... I was now the only one in the building aside from my boss.
I began to pound on the keyboard as I glanced from window to window on the screen mercilessly entering digits just to have a number in the field before finally saying Fuck it and clicking the SUBMIT button. I briefly felt a bit of relief. Like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. The report might have been submitted late and it might not be completely accurate, but it was in.
Then the phone rang again. My heart began to beat intensely once more. I picked up the receiver and said hello. "Come down to my office before you leave." was all she said before hanging up.
The computer sang its little chime as it shut down and I stood up, grabbed my coat and began walking down the hall. I switched off the light and my stomach began to feel slightly queasy from nervousness. I thought to myself "This is ridiculous. I have nothing to worry about. So what if I didn't make her quota? I was still one of the best, if not THE best on the team. There was no way she would fire me. I started to tell myself that she just wanted to thank me for such a good year and maybe congratulate me. But no matter what I said to myself the nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach didn't go away.
I stood in the doorway to her office leaning against the frame with my coat wrapped over my arm trying to look as relaxed as possible. "Well, I'm on my way out. You should have the report."
Her hand brushed the long wavy black hair back behind her ear and out of her face exposing her incredible eyes as she looked up over her glasses and said "Come on in and sit down".
She didn't sound so annoyed now, actually she sounded like she was trying to set me at ease and I wondered if she could sense my nervousness. "Yes Ma'm" I said and I walked in and sat down she stood up and walked around the desk towards me. She was wearing a dark red business style jacket with a white blouse underneath and a matching red skirt that came down to just above her knees. My eyes trailed down from her face along her body and stopped at her brightly painted toes peeking through her red high heeled shoes. My nervousness turned more into a feeling of wow as I sat there and looked at her. How could I continue to work for her? I've never worked for a woman that I was so physically attracted to. There was just something about her. Something about a strong woman in a position of power over me. It turned me on... a lot!
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I said trying to mask the nervous attraction. "Did we make the quota?"
She stood over me, looking down on me with a mischievous grin as if to say "C'mon. You're not fooling me." and I could see that same sparkle in her eye that I saw the week before.
She stepped forward, leaned down and put her hands on the arm of the chair bringing her face in close to mine she softly whispered "No. YOU didn't." and she tilted her head slightly, paused for a second and smiled before grabbing my coat and tossing it to another chair across the office.
She straightened up and walked across the office towards a file cabinet and pulled out a bottle. "You also called me Mrs. Robinson. You know the divorce was finalized months ago and that I have never liked to be called that." she said in an elevated voice with her back to me as she poured herself a drink and capped the bottle.
My eyes slowly started to gaze up from the high-heeled shoe along her toned calves and up to her firm ass and I realized that I could just be in a predicament here.
She placed the bottle back in the drawer and casually picked up the pointing stick she used when giving presentations, walked toward me and sat on the edge of her desk. She exuded confidence and authority and I was really getting turned on. She took a long sip of her drink and placed the glass down on the desk beside her. She held the pointer in her right hand and gazed upon it. "You know, in some countries people get whipped or caned for not producing a certain output?" she said without looking up from the stick while she tapped it against the palm of her left hand. Her slight grin turned into a giggle as I silently gasped.
She didn't wait for an answer and before I knew it she had grazed the inside of my thigh lightly with the end of the implement.
She stood up, drew the stick back by her side and walked around the chair behind me. I started to turn my head to follow her with my gaze but she gently placed the pointer to my cheek, motioned for me to look straight ahead and said "Eyes front". Without a word I turned my head to look straight at the wall across the office. I continued to look straight ahead and I couldn't see her but I could hear the whipping sound of the long wooden implement flying through the air as she whisked it about. She brought it down hard on the leg of the chair and it made a loud SMACK! Startled, I jumped slightly in my chair and my eyes opened wide and I glanced nervously about the office in front of me without moving my head. She stepped in closer toward the back of the chair and I could feel her body lean against it as she softly stroked my hair to relax me. "Relax... Just relax. There is nothing to be nervous about." I breathed a slight sigh before she leaned down from behind me and whispered in my ear "I know who you are and I know what you like.... Mr. Jimmy Oh!"
My eyes widened once again with fear and I sat there like a deer in headlights completely paralyzed. My career flashed before my eyes and I started to go over the list of acquaintances from my online persona trying to figure out who She was.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
What Femdom Means To Me - Zaira
Femdom means a range of things to me
It is the new beginning, after the rest of secondlife.
It is the nerves, the excitement and the curiosity of the new submissive
It is the holding of breath, the rush of panic, the relief when first I was spoken to
Femdom is the pull to return again and again
It is acceptance of who I am
It is meeting new friends, and following new rules
It is messing those up sometimes, and making it right again
Femdom is social, with like minded people
It is opening my soul in confessions and stories
It is dancing till the small hours of the morning
It is relaxing by the pool, or chatting in the courtyard
It is being sent to bed when I would rather stay, and going without much resistance
Femdom is dominance
It is the slighted of glances
The sharpest of tones
It is a tsk on her tongue
Or the tap of her foot
It is a leash pulling me closer
And fingers in my hair
It is women chatting with the warmest of laughter
And the tingle on my skin with each mmmhmm
Femdom is the constant wondering what will happen next
It is the thrill of being told to strip
The rush a shoe on my thigh
The tease of a finger nail on my nipples
Femdom is the delight of women
It is the freshness of hair
The fitting of pants
The glimmer of shoes
It is the glimpse of a thigh, or the covering of stockings
It is dressed up in the latest fashion
Or down in jeans
Femdom is sisterhood for the Ladies,
It is support for the submissive
It is the known, and the unknown
Femdom is appreciating and discovering of kinks
Collar and leash
Boots and shoes
Bondage and corsets
Pinching and Pulling and Playing
Torture, Teasing and Tongues
Racks, crosses, the base of a bed
Wooden spoons, whips and belts
Latex, Lace and love
It is the expensive equipment, and the duel use of something just lying around
Femdom is the laughter when a sub is told to stop, knowing they are on edge
It is the flush in my cheeks when something excites and embarrasses me
It is listening and talking about think I know little of, like cocks and milking stories
It is my growing trust to stretch where my limits are
Femdom is openness to be who you want to be and appreciated
It is knowing when to say yes, and when to say no
It is the pull of a hug, and the words "you have pleased me"
Femdom is real, it is in each breath I take, and each daydream of my mind.
It is my playground, my school, my kitchen, my bedroom.
It is my home
Femdom is me, and it is you.
It is the new beginning, after the rest of secondlife.
It is the nerves, the excitement and the curiosity of the new submissive
It is the holding of breath, the rush of panic, the relief when first I was spoken to
Femdom is the pull to return again and again
It is acceptance of who I am
It is meeting new friends, and following new rules
It is messing those up sometimes, and making it right again
Femdom is social, with like minded people
It is opening my soul in confessions and stories
It is dancing till the small hours of the morning
It is relaxing by the pool, or chatting in the courtyard
It is being sent to bed when I would rather stay, and going without much resistance
Femdom is dominance
It is the slighted of glances
The sharpest of tones
It is a tsk on her tongue
Or the tap of her foot
It is a leash pulling me closer
And fingers in my hair
It is women chatting with the warmest of laughter
And the tingle on my skin with each mmmhmm
Femdom is the constant wondering what will happen next
It is the thrill of being told to strip
The rush a shoe on my thigh
The tease of a finger nail on my nipples
Femdom is the delight of women
It is the freshness of hair
The fitting of pants
The glimmer of shoes
It is the glimpse of a thigh, or the covering of stockings
It is dressed up in the latest fashion
Or down in jeans
Femdom is sisterhood for the Ladies,
It is support for the submissive
It is the known, and the unknown
Femdom is appreciating and discovering of kinks
Collar and leash
Boots and shoes
Bondage and corsets
Pinching and Pulling and Playing
Torture, Teasing and Tongues
Racks, crosses, the base of a bed
Wooden spoons, whips and belts
Latex, Lace and love
It is the expensive equipment, and the duel use of something just lying around
Femdom is the laughter when a sub is told to stop, knowing they are on edge
It is the flush in my cheeks when something excites and embarrasses me
It is listening and talking about think I know little of, like cocks and milking stories
It is my growing trust to stretch where my limits are
Femdom is openness to be who you want to be and appreciated
It is knowing when to say yes, and when to say no
It is the pull of a hug, and the words "you have pleased me"
Femdom is real, it is in each breath I take, and each daydream of my mind.
It is my playground, my school, my kitchen, my bedroom.
It is my home
Femdom is me, and it is you.
All was black
Take a book
Todo se veía negro, la venda no dejaba pasar ninguna luz, sus manos arriba y sus pies estirados, abiertos, su vientre se apoyaba en un soporte que pertenecía al mismo lugar donde estaba atado. Un sonido relampagueante emergió de su cuerpo y no pudo evitar el grito. Algo haba golpeado su nalga derecha.
Sabia que había hablado con una Hermosa mujer que no dejaba de mirarlo en la biblioteca, ella revisaba con indulgencia los libros que tomaba en la sección de Terror. No tenía nada en especial, muy elegante, muy señora, con unos ojos que encantaban. La veía y la imaginaba planchando y doblando sabanas largas o ropa antigua. Se propuso no bajar la mirada cuando lo viera, así que sostuvo el libro con energía y la miró fijamente.
Otro sonido, otro dolor, pero esta vez una voz se acercaba a su oído derecho: ¿Mujer: El sexo débil? Debiste elegir otro libro!
-___________________________________________-
all was black. The bandage not left any light, his hands on the high and his legs stretched, open feet, his belly lay on a support that belonged to the same place where was tied. A flashing sound emerged from his body and could not avoid the shout. Somewhat bean hit his right buttock.
Remembered that had spoken with a beautiful woman that does not stop to watching it in the library, she revised with indulgence the books it took in the section of Reign of Terror. Not had nothing specially, very elegant, a lady, with a beautiful eyes that enchanted. It saw it and imagined it being in a wallflower and doubling long or ancient clothes. He proposed does not go down the look when saw her , so mantaint the book with energy and stared at it.
Other sound, other ache, but this time a voice approached her right ear: ¿Woman: The weaker sex? You must select other book !
The princess
El alto y moreno, atlético, con voz profunda y … temperamento de Casanova. Ella elegante y sonriente, una princesa, una mujer sin problemas con una tierna abuelita que la cuido con cariño. Ambos salieron del Barco y se dirigieron a la salida, el se detuvo en la parada de los taxies y ella continuó. El bajó su maleta al suelo y de repente un carro de esos que llaman la atención se paró al lado de él.- Te llevo?- la linda princesita pensó él y usando su voz mas sensual y bajnado sus lentes oscuros de marca le dijo:-Claro Princesa!, llevame a donde quieras. En el camino él dijo que no tenía donde ir cualquier Hotel de 1 ó 2 estrellas sería suficiente solo quería dormir para irse al día siguiente y continuar sus vacaciones secretas, su deambular como un vagabundo, solitario conociendo al mundo. Todo esto con voz de artista que ha sido herido y se despide de su amada. Ella le dice, - Te puedas quedar en mi casa, tenemos un caserón antiguo con 4 habitaciones vacías. Solas mi abuelita y yo.- el se sonrió como el gato que se ha comido al canario y nadie lo ha notado - Oh Gracias que gran detalle, pues si me agradan las abuelitas- La mía te encantará-
Llegaron a la mansión antigua, hermosa y bien cuidada, arboles en invierno y setos vivos para los laberintos de niños. Entraron, ella lo acomodó abajo en una cama con techo, deesas antiguas y subió. El se preparó para terminar de conquistarla se puso un short de algodón que le marcaba su sexo y la parte de arriba se mostraba sus músculos como si fuera aceite. Su erección fue notable. Se acostó para probar la cama, … un ruido.. otro! Y el techo de la cama se movió y bajaron cintas de cuero que lo apresaron. Peleó y peleó pero no pudo zafarse. Oyó pasos en el pasillo y ella entró con un vestido de flores normal y corriente, una sonrisa iluminó su cara al verlo atado. Entró en el cuarto y el empezó a gritarle. Porqué esto? Para que?... la joven lo miraba sonreída y de repente grito a cuello “ABUEEEELIIIITA” y una anciana vestida como Dominatrix y con una pequeña fusta colgando de su mano, entró al cuarto - Que linda eres y ya está amarrado y casi desnudo!
-________________________________________-
He high and brown, athletic, with deep voice and… the temperament of Casanova. She, elegant and smiling, a Princess, a woman without problems with a tender grandmother that cared her with love. Both got out of the boat and it is directed to the exit, He stopped in the Taxi stop and she continued. He went down his suitcase to the floor, but, suddenly a cart of thoses that attract attention stopped the side of him
- I take you?- the pretty Princess thought he and using him “sensual” voice down his spensive dark lenses he said:- Yes Princess!, take me to any where you got. In the road he said that he hasn’t place on the town then any 1 or 2 start hotal will be good enough to sleep 5 or 6 hours for the next Boat on his Secret vacation Voyage. A free spritilike the old Hobos of the trains. She says you,-you can remain on my house, I have an old t house with 4 empty rooms. I am alone with my grandmotherI.- then He smiled as the cat that having eaten the canary and no one has noted it. - Oh thanks, is a cute detail, and if you like grandmothers, mine will enchant you-
They reached to the Old, beautiful mansion and well taken care of, hoist in winters and hedges for the labyrinthes for childrens. They go in and , she suited himi down in a bed with roof, and it went up. The prepared to finishes conquers the put a shorts of cotton that marked hisr sex and the part from above showed his well defines muscles. His erection was notable. He proves the bed,… a noise!.. other! and the roof of the bed moved to him and it went down Leather Belts captured him. Fought and fought but could be loosened. It heard steps in the short step and she entered with a dress of normal and common flowers, a smile lit up her face when seeing it pack. It entered the fourth and he began to shout to her . Reason this? In order that?... the youth watched it, smiled and suddenly shout “GRNANNNNYYYYY” and a leather, like Dominatrix, dressed go on the room and said - My cute Princess you don’t forget my Birthday, and this time he is almost dressed!!
Steps
Tomo la pomada. Se oyó un gritó. La abrió lentamente. Un sollozo rompió el nuevo silencio. Untó su dedo índice derecho en la crema. Otro sollozo. –Shhhh no pasa nada-. Un gimoteo. Se levantó y se acercó a ella, puso su mano izquierda encima de su pierna, -Dolerá?- pregunto ella, - Si! Dolerá, pero lo haré lentamente y ya verás como el dolor se vá-. Untó la crema en la zona enrojecida. –Bien, sigamos- Enfundó su guante y volvió a meter su mano en su recto. AAHHH! Gracias Señora! Aaaayyy
-____________________________________________-
The pomade was taken. A shout was heared. The can was opened slowly. A sob broke the new silence. A right index finger takes some cream. Other sob. –Shhhh Easy, easy nothing happen -. A whining. raised and approached she, a hand was moved over her leg
–Will Hurt?
-Yes! It will ache, but if I will do it slowly the pain will be go
-. It smeared the cream in the reddened area
. –Well, we continue
-The glove cover the hand and go to her rectum again.
- AAHHH! Thanks Mistress! Aaaahyyy
Todo se veía negro, la venda no dejaba pasar ninguna luz, sus manos arriba y sus pies estirados, abiertos, su vientre se apoyaba en un soporte que pertenecía al mismo lugar donde estaba atado. Un sonido relampagueante emergió de su cuerpo y no pudo evitar el grito. Algo haba golpeado su nalga derecha.
Sabia que había hablado con una Hermosa mujer que no dejaba de mirarlo en la biblioteca, ella revisaba con indulgencia los libros que tomaba en la sección de Terror. No tenía nada en especial, muy elegante, muy señora, con unos ojos que encantaban. La veía y la imaginaba planchando y doblando sabanas largas o ropa antigua. Se propuso no bajar la mirada cuando lo viera, así que sostuvo el libro con energía y la miró fijamente.
Otro sonido, otro dolor, pero esta vez una voz se acercaba a su oído derecho: ¿Mujer: El sexo débil? Debiste elegir otro libro!
-___________________________________________-
all was black. The bandage not left any light, his hands on the high and his legs stretched, open feet, his belly lay on a support that belonged to the same place where was tied. A flashing sound emerged from his body and could not avoid the shout. Somewhat bean hit his right buttock.
Remembered that had spoken with a beautiful woman that does not stop to watching it in the library, she revised with indulgence the books it took in the section of Reign of Terror. Not had nothing specially, very elegant, a lady, with a beautiful eyes that enchanted. It saw it and imagined it being in a wallflower and doubling long or ancient clothes. He proposed does not go down the look when saw her , so mantaint the book with energy and stared at it.
Other sound, other ache, but this time a voice approached her right ear: ¿Woman: The weaker sex? You must select other book !
The princess
El alto y moreno, atlético, con voz profunda y … temperamento de Casanova. Ella elegante y sonriente, una princesa, una mujer sin problemas con una tierna abuelita que la cuido con cariño. Ambos salieron del Barco y se dirigieron a la salida, el se detuvo en la parada de los taxies y ella continuó. El bajó su maleta al suelo y de repente un carro de esos que llaman la atención se paró al lado de él.- Te llevo?- la linda princesita pensó él y usando su voz mas sensual y bajnado sus lentes oscuros de marca le dijo:-Claro Princesa!, llevame a donde quieras. En el camino él dijo que no tenía donde ir cualquier Hotel de 1 ó 2 estrellas sería suficiente solo quería dormir para irse al día siguiente y continuar sus vacaciones secretas, su deambular como un vagabundo, solitario conociendo al mundo. Todo esto con voz de artista que ha sido herido y se despide de su amada. Ella le dice, - Te puedas quedar en mi casa, tenemos un caserón antiguo con 4 habitaciones vacías. Solas mi abuelita y yo.- el se sonrió como el gato que se ha comido al canario y nadie lo ha notado - Oh Gracias que gran detalle, pues si me agradan las abuelitas- La mía te encantará-
Llegaron a la mansión antigua, hermosa y bien cuidada, arboles en invierno y setos vivos para los laberintos de niños. Entraron, ella lo acomodó abajo en una cama con techo, deesas antiguas y subió. El se preparó para terminar de conquistarla se puso un short de algodón que le marcaba su sexo y la parte de arriba se mostraba sus músculos como si fuera aceite. Su erección fue notable. Se acostó para probar la cama, … un ruido.. otro! Y el techo de la cama se movió y bajaron cintas de cuero que lo apresaron. Peleó y peleó pero no pudo zafarse. Oyó pasos en el pasillo y ella entró con un vestido de flores normal y corriente, una sonrisa iluminó su cara al verlo atado. Entró en el cuarto y el empezó a gritarle. Porqué esto? Para que?... la joven lo miraba sonreída y de repente grito a cuello “ABUEEEELIIIITA” y una anciana vestida como Dominatrix y con una pequeña fusta colgando de su mano, entró al cuarto - Que linda eres y ya está amarrado y casi desnudo!
-________________________________________-
He high and brown, athletic, with deep voice and… the temperament of Casanova. She, elegant and smiling, a Princess, a woman without problems with a tender grandmother that cared her with love. Both got out of the boat and it is directed to the exit, He stopped in the Taxi stop and she continued. He went down his suitcase to the floor, but, suddenly a cart of thoses that attract attention stopped the side of him
- I take you?- the pretty Princess thought he and using him “sensual” voice down his spensive dark lenses he said:- Yes Princess!, take me to any where you got. In the road he said that he hasn’t place on the town then any 1 or 2 start hotal will be good enough to sleep 5 or 6 hours for the next Boat on his Secret vacation Voyage. A free spritilike the old Hobos of the trains. She says you,-you can remain on my house, I have an old t house with 4 empty rooms. I am alone with my grandmotherI.- then He smiled as the cat that having eaten the canary and no one has noted it. - Oh thanks, is a cute detail, and if you like grandmothers, mine will enchant you-
They reached to the Old, beautiful mansion and well taken care of, hoist in winters and hedges for the labyrinthes for childrens. They go in and , she suited himi down in a bed with roof, and it went up. The prepared to finishes conquers the put a shorts of cotton that marked hisr sex and the part from above showed his well defines muscles. His erection was notable. He proves the bed,… a noise!.. other! and the roof of the bed moved to him and it went down Leather Belts captured him. Fought and fought but could be loosened. It heard steps in the short step and she entered with a dress of normal and common flowers, a smile lit up her face when seeing it pack. It entered the fourth and he began to shout to her . Reason this? In order that?... the youth watched it, smiled and suddenly shout “GRNANNNNYYYYY” and a leather, like Dominatrix, dressed go on the room and said - My cute Princess you don’t forget my Birthday, and this time he is almost dressed!!
Steps
Tomo la pomada. Se oyó un gritó. La abrió lentamente. Un sollozo rompió el nuevo silencio. Untó su dedo índice derecho en la crema. Otro sollozo. –Shhhh no pasa nada-. Un gimoteo. Se levantó y se acercó a ella, puso su mano izquierda encima de su pierna, -Dolerá?- pregunto ella, - Si! Dolerá, pero lo haré lentamente y ya verás como el dolor se vá-. Untó la crema en la zona enrojecida. –Bien, sigamos- Enfundó su guante y volvió a meter su mano en su recto. AAHHH! Gracias Señora! Aaaayyy
-____________________________________________-
The pomade was taken. A shout was heared. The can was opened slowly. A sob broke the new silence. A right index finger takes some cream. Other sob. –Shhhh Easy, easy nothing happen -. A whining. raised and approached she, a hand was moved over her leg
–Will Hurt?
-Yes! It will ache, but if I will do it slowly the pain will be go
-. It smeared the cream in the reddened area
. –Well, we continue
-The glove cover the hand and go to her rectum again.
- AAHHH! Thanks Mistress! Aaaahyyy
Confession - Anon
i knelt in the entrance way of my Mistress's house awaiting her return home, She was later
then normal. my body starting to ached from its stiff posture, my silks did nothing to comfort me from the hard floor.
My ears caught the sound of Her limousine pulling up outside, smiling i quickly moved to
the door and opened it as i knelt again. There was always a feeling of electricity in the
air when i was in the presence of my Mistress, Her closeness excited me, but it also made
me a little nervous. i could feel her cool gaze as she walked through the door, followed ?
closely by three lovelyladies, but none so lovely as my beloved Mistress.
As i looked up at my Mistress, She said 'hello little pet, bring refreshments to
the Sitting Room', i quickly answered 'Yes Mistress'.
After the ladies had left the entrance way, i quickly went to the kitchen and prepared
refreshment, placing everything on a large ornate tray, i carried it into the sitting
room and served my Mistress, and then each of her guests.
After serving Her last guest, Mistress said, "now pet, dance for our entertainment and use
this." she handed me a small bottle of body oil.
i was always nervous in front of strangers, but i knew better then to disobey, i moved to
the center of the room, and i started dancing to the music. i smiled seductively and
slowly removed my silks, tossing them to the side. As i danced naked in front of the
beautiful ladies, my cock flopping between my legs, i grew excited, my cock twitching and
getting stiff.
There were amused comments as i continued to dance, pouring the oil onto
my tanned muscular body, running my hands over my chest, my arms, my legs and my ass.
It had been several days since my Mistress had allowed my cock any pleasure, and as i ran ?
my slick, oil covered hands over my cock and balls, i couldn’t help but to moan with ?
pleasure, i felt my cock getting harder. This brought more amused laughter from the ladies, ?
i heard someone say "what a horny little bitch!"
i continued to dance, running my hands over my glistening oil covered body, toying with my
nipples, and slapping my ass for their amusement. Occasionally letting my hands find there
way between my legs, teasing myself as i slid my fingers over my hard aching shaft and
cupping my heavy balls, small gasps of pleasure escaping my lips.
Feeling something land at my feet, i glanced down and saw a dildo. "show us what you can do ?
with that slut" i heard. The expectant looks on the faces of my audience left no doubt. i
gyrated to the floor doing a one handed push up, and picked up the plastic cock with my
teeth.
i Rolled over onto my back, my shoulders on the floor, my knees bent holding my hips up
high. Sliding my right hand teasingly over my body, and then wrapping my fingers around my
oil covered cock, pumping it in long, firm, strokes, each one feeling more and more
intensely pleasurably.
While i stroked my needy cock, my left hand held the dildo in my mouth, i licked, sucked ?
and bobbed on it, doing my best to put on a good show for my audience. Moaning with my ?
mouth full, from the building need in my body.
After several minutes, my muscles tensed as i neared orgasm. i had been trained never to ?
cum without permission. i reluctantly released my cock, fondling and tugging my balls, as i ?
struggled not to go over the edge.
"Show the ladies what a good whore you are pet" said my Mistress. i gave the plastic cock
one last slobbery kiss, moving it between my spread legs, and pressing it against my ass
hole. i squirmed, pressing it harder, until it finally slide inside of me, it felt huge, ?
completely filling me up.
Sweating, my legs feeling wobbly, i fucked my ass with the dildo, my free hand roaming
across my body, pinching my nipples and squeezing my balls. My cock was throbbing, begging
for attention, i stroked it in rhythm with fucking my ass, grunting and moaning more loudly
now.
Sweat filled my eyes, and the fog of desire filled my mind With the dildo deep in my ass as ?
i stoked my oil covered cock faster and faster, i found myself on the edge again and ?
forced myself to stop. begging desperately for release...
"Mistress!.. may ths whore cum.. pleasee!.. i need it so badly.. pleaseee may i!"
Her pause seemed like an eternity, indifferent to my slutty desires. "shall we?" she
enquired of her guests. i struggled for control as i waited for my Mistress's decision. ?
With nods of agreement they decided it would be amusing. my Mistress looked into my eyes ?
and said "you may cum little whore".
Hearing her words, i thanked my Mistress profusely. Stroking my begging cock without
abandonment and fucking my ass. Every nerve in my body on edge, muscles tensed, heart
pounding, moaning and screaming as i reached orgasmic bliss, i exploded shouting my
Goddess's name.
My cum shooting high and then splattering on my thighs, stomach and the floor.. i continued ?
to milk my greedy cock, grunting and moaning, my body spasming, i couldn’t hear or see ?
anything.. until the waves of intense pleasure subsided.. my legs buckled and i lay flat on ?
the floor, exhausted.. i eased the cock thankfully out of my ass, and lay there, an oily, ?
sweaty, cum covered mess.
i lay there listening to amused taunts and laughter... but finally i heard the only sound
i yearned for.. the voice of my Mistress. "You did well pet, now clean up your mess", i ?
quickly replied "yes Mistress". Shakily i rose to my knees, looked at the cum on the ?
floor and wondered what i was supposed to clean it up with...
then normal. my body starting to ached from its stiff posture, my silks did nothing to comfort me from the hard floor.
My ears caught the sound of Her limousine pulling up outside, smiling i quickly moved to
the door and opened it as i knelt again. There was always a feeling of electricity in the
air when i was in the presence of my Mistress, Her closeness excited me, but it also made
me a little nervous. i could feel her cool gaze as she walked through the door, followed ?
closely by three lovelyladies, but none so lovely as my beloved Mistress.
As i looked up at my Mistress, She said 'hello little pet, bring refreshments to
the Sitting Room', i quickly answered 'Yes Mistress'.
After the ladies had left the entrance way, i quickly went to the kitchen and prepared
refreshment, placing everything on a large ornate tray, i carried it into the sitting
room and served my Mistress, and then each of her guests.
After serving Her last guest, Mistress said, "now pet, dance for our entertainment and use
this." she handed me a small bottle of body oil.
i was always nervous in front of strangers, but i knew better then to disobey, i moved to
the center of the room, and i started dancing to the music. i smiled seductively and
slowly removed my silks, tossing them to the side. As i danced naked in front of the
beautiful ladies, my cock flopping between my legs, i grew excited, my cock twitching and
getting stiff.
There were amused comments as i continued to dance, pouring the oil onto
my tanned muscular body, running my hands over my chest, my arms, my legs and my ass.
It had been several days since my Mistress had allowed my cock any pleasure, and as i ran ?
my slick, oil covered hands over my cock and balls, i couldn’t help but to moan with ?
pleasure, i felt my cock getting harder. This brought more amused laughter from the ladies, ?
i heard someone say "what a horny little bitch!"
i continued to dance, running my hands over my glistening oil covered body, toying with my
nipples, and slapping my ass for their amusement. Occasionally letting my hands find there
way between my legs, teasing myself as i slid my fingers over my hard aching shaft and
cupping my heavy balls, small gasps of pleasure escaping my lips.
Feeling something land at my feet, i glanced down and saw a dildo. "show us what you can do ?
with that slut" i heard. The expectant looks on the faces of my audience left no doubt. i
gyrated to the floor doing a one handed push up, and picked up the plastic cock with my
teeth.
i Rolled over onto my back, my shoulders on the floor, my knees bent holding my hips up
high. Sliding my right hand teasingly over my body, and then wrapping my fingers around my
oil covered cock, pumping it in long, firm, strokes, each one feeling more and more
intensely pleasurably.
While i stroked my needy cock, my left hand held the dildo in my mouth, i licked, sucked ?
and bobbed on it, doing my best to put on a good show for my audience. Moaning with my ?
mouth full, from the building need in my body.
After several minutes, my muscles tensed as i neared orgasm. i had been trained never to ?
cum without permission. i reluctantly released my cock, fondling and tugging my balls, as i ?
struggled not to go over the edge.
"Show the ladies what a good whore you are pet" said my Mistress. i gave the plastic cock
one last slobbery kiss, moving it between my spread legs, and pressing it against my ass
hole. i squirmed, pressing it harder, until it finally slide inside of me, it felt huge, ?
completely filling me up.
Sweating, my legs feeling wobbly, i fucked my ass with the dildo, my free hand roaming
across my body, pinching my nipples and squeezing my balls. My cock was throbbing, begging
for attention, i stroked it in rhythm with fucking my ass, grunting and moaning more loudly
now.
Sweat filled my eyes, and the fog of desire filled my mind With the dildo deep in my ass as ?
i stoked my oil covered cock faster and faster, i found myself on the edge again and ?
forced myself to stop. begging desperately for release...
"Mistress!.. may ths whore cum.. pleasee!.. i need it so badly.. pleaseee may i!"
Her pause seemed like an eternity, indifferent to my slutty desires. "shall we?" she
enquired of her guests. i struggled for control as i waited for my Mistress's decision. ?
With nods of agreement they decided it would be amusing. my Mistress looked into my eyes ?
and said "you may cum little whore".
Hearing her words, i thanked my Mistress profusely. Stroking my begging cock without
abandonment and fucking my ass. Every nerve in my body on edge, muscles tensed, heart
pounding, moaning and screaming as i reached orgasmic bliss, i exploded shouting my
Goddess's name.
My cum shooting high and then splattering on my thighs, stomach and the floor.. i continued ?
to milk my greedy cock, grunting and moaning, my body spasming, i couldn’t hear or see ?
anything.. until the waves of intense pleasure subsided.. my legs buckled and i lay flat on ?
the floor, exhausted.. i eased the cock thankfully out of my ass, and lay there, an oily, ?
sweaty, cum covered mess.
i lay there listening to amused taunts and laughter... but finally i heard the only sound
i yearned for.. the voice of my Mistress. "You did well pet, now clean up your mess", i ?
quickly replied "yes Mistress". Shakily i rose to my knees, looked at the cum on the ?
floor and wondered what i was supposed to clean it up with...
Confession - Anon
I would like to keep anonymity for this story please :)
My first encounter
I had always known i was into D/s since i was surprisingly young, too young to know what it actually was. Over many years i grew and exlpored and gradually worked out exactly what interested me. It was Femdom and i was eager to experience it in rl for many years before i actually grew some balls and did it. It was in the form of a Mistress i found online who for this story i will call Miss A. I had pondered going to see Miss A for many months and then one day i picked up the phone and called, i nervously booked an appointment with the secretary.
I couldnt believe it, i had just done it! omg.... all i could feel were nerves and excitement in equal strength. So i was showered and in the car quicker than a bullet. Nerves were becoming more and more my main feeling as i approached my destination.
Finally after finding the place, i circled the block a few times to make sure nobody was around. I parked up and rang the bell, the secretary came over the voice thingie and asked my name, i told her and then the door opened with a buzz. I walked up a dark staircase to meet a short Lady in her 50's obviously the secretary, she took me into a small waiting room and told me the tribute costs and thati would be seeing a Lady who for this story i will call Miss B.....
"OH" i said "I thought i was supposed to be seeing Miss A", but she explained Miss A was already fully booked and i didnt specify i wanted to see Miss A... Hang on i thought, there was only one Mistress on the website. my nerves had really kicked in by now so i kept my mouth shut while she explained to me that Miss B was very experienced and a very Professional Mistress..... I was worried.
So after sitting there waiting nervously for a few minutes a different door opened and in walked a tall large Lady about 20 years older than me and wasnt particularly attractive to my tastes... Now i was very worried. Oh shit i thought im in for it here.
She sat down with me and asked if i had been to a Mistress before, i said no, then She asked what i would like to do. I was thinking i want to go home and curl up into a little ball under my bed. "Erm whatever you want!" i uttered nervously totally unprepared for the question. "Firstly" she said "There are a lot of cruel Dommes out there that will hurt you a lot if you say that". Wow i thought thank god She wasnt one of them.... She said if i liked she would take me into the dungeon and show me around and see how we go. My mind was starting to become more at ease.
So we went into the dungeon and tried out some things and i have to say She was very professional and considerate totally dispelling my first impressions.
I have to say i didnt enjoy it as much id have liked because i was so nervous, but it was fun.
On the way home i couldnt believe id just been to see a Pro Domme, not totally what i expected but definately an experience. I had to try again somewhere else and well prepared.
I would say that looking back having been a few times to different Dommes it is certainly worth the experience, but i dont think it can compare to having D/s with somebody you love and can just let go with.
But for all the single subs out there that ponder and never do, i would say just pick up the phone and do it, but... be prepared! ;)
My first encounter
I had always known i was into D/s since i was surprisingly young, too young to know what it actually was. Over many years i grew and exlpored and gradually worked out exactly what interested me. It was Femdom and i was eager to experience it in rl for many years before i actually grew some balls and did it. It was in the form of a Mistress i found online who for this story i will call Miss A. I had pondered going to see Miss A for many months and then one day i picked up the phone and called, i nervously booked an appointment with the secretary.
I couldnt believe it, i had just done it! omg.... all i could feel were nerves and excitement in equal strength. So i was showered and in the car quicker than a bullet. Nerves were becoming more and more my main feeling as i approached my destination.
Finally after finding the place, i circled the block a few times to make sure nobody was around. I parked up and rang the bell, the secretary came over the voice thingie and asked my name, i told her and then the door opened with a buzz. I walked up a dark staircase to meet a short Lady in her 50's obviously the secretary, she took me into a small waiting room and told me the tribute costs and thati would be seeing a Lady who for this story i will call Miss B.....
"OH" i said "I thought i was supposed to be seeing Miss A", but she explained Miss A was already fully booked and i didnt specify i wanted to see Miss A... Hang on i thought, there was only one Mistress on the website. my nerves had really kicked in by now so i kept my mouth shut while she explained to me that Miss B was very experienced and a very Professional Mistress..... I was worried.
So after sitting there waiting nervously for a few minutes a different door opened and in walked a tall large Lady about 20 years older than me and wasnt particularly attractive to my tastes... Now i was very worried. Oh shit i thought im in for it here.
She sat down with me and asked if i had been to a Mistress before, i said no, then She asked what i would like to do. I was thinking i want to go home and curl up into a little ball under my bed. "Erm whatever you want!" i uttered nervously totally unprepared for the question. "Firstly" she said "There are a lot of cruel Dommes out there that will hurt you a lot if you say that". Wow i thought thank god She wasnt one of them.... She said if i liked she would take me into the dungeon and show me around and see how we go. My mind was starting to become more at ease.
So we went into the dungeon and tried out some things and i have to say She was very professional and considerate totally dispelling my first impressions.
I have to say i didnt enjoy it as much id have liked because i was so nervous, but it was fun.
On the way home i couldnt believe id just been to see a Pro Domme, not totally what i expected but definately an experience. I had to try again somewhere else and well prepared.
I would say that looking back having been a few times to different Dommes it is certainly worth the experience, but i dont think it can compare to having D/s with somebody you love and can just let go with.
But for all the single subs out there that ponder and never do, i would say just pick up the phone and do it, but... be prepared! ;)
When I Was Young - Miss Loes
When i was young i was always told I was very bossy
mainly to boys. Around my 16 I was exploring and
I did found out I did love male and females. But always
from a Domme side.
With a friend I did look to a French movie the story
of O and with him i must be 17 then I tried my first
things, I got very turned on when I did tie him to a bed
and made him helpless.
On my 18th birthday I went for the first time to a real
BDSM club with a older girlfriend. Later that year I
meet frank (now my husband) and a girl we became
very good friends and things went more to the harder
forms of BDSM.
After about one year this girl was collared by me and
we did live together for about 10 years, in this time
I told my parents I was a Mistress and that I was
going to live with a girl who was my slave. This
ended up in a big fight and at that moment I was
not understood by my family.
I did build my own life and made my own money
being very happy with this girl. It was a relation
base on trust and respect.
During this time I was 3 mouth on a exchange program
for nurses and I went to Japan. There I became friends
with a Mistress who learned me the art of Japanese
bondage.
Frank stayed always in my life as friend, me and
my girl went to many BDSM events in the world
did shows on bondage and shows for Dutch makers
of latex and leather outfits.
During one of this events my girl meet her husband
who was trained by me as slave, after a time I let them
go to start there own life. (she is a happy mum now)
We still meet and play, she is still my best girl friend.
Frank came more and more in my life and after I almost
lost him in a car crash we had our wedding and we build
a very nice life in BDSM. And this year I had my first
baby.
My Marriage with frank, did bring me and my family
together again and I got my shares in our company.
Had my first baby in march and still live the BDSM
lifestyle in full.
July 2006 I came also to SL and tried some things there, first mainly with
Dutch people on a very small plot 1024 meters. Many are still my friends
now. Later I went to a early BDSM place on SL BDSM zaken a dutch
place where I did meet many of my current Dutch BDSM friend.
A Dutch lady Hessa to me to OWK it was just started then I was offered
job as judge but along talk with Bee did me deicide I would be Guardess
form the first day some of ladies did not like me because I would be a
very hard lady. during my time on OWK I did meet many ladies and subs
seen many femdom places build. I had my problems there not for this
note. Made it to chief Guardess and Queen till some people when to all
of my basic things in life, and I had to stop with OWK.
I also meet my SL Slave Chas two years ago in OWK.
Done a lot of thing on SL form being queen, doing events, being model,
host on (bdsm) fashion events. I have a lot of friends on SL, and a few who do not realy like me,
Now O Palais is my home sim and I will try to make this work.
Loes Shi
mainly to boys. Around my 16 I was exploring and
I did found out I did love male and females. But always
from a Domme side.
With a friend I did look to a French movie the story
of O and with him i must be 17 then I tried my first
things, I got very turned on when I did tie him to a bed
and made him helpless.
On my 18th birthday I went for the first time to a real
BDSM club with a older girlfriend. Later that year I
meet frank (now my husband) and a girl we became
very good friends and things went more to the harder
forms of BDSM.
After about one year this girl was collared by me and
we did live together for about 10 years, in this time
I told my parents I was a Mistress and that I was
going to live with a girl who was my slave. This
ended up in a big fight and at that moment I was
not understood by my family.
I did build my own life and made my own money
being very happy with this girl. It was a relation
base on trust and respect.
During this time I was 3 mouth on a exchange program
for nurses and I went to Japan. There I became friends
with a Mistress who learned me the art of Japanese
bondage.
Frank stayed always in my life as friend, me and
my girl went to many BDSM events in the world
did shows on bondage and shows for Dutch makers
of latex and leather outfits.
During one of this events my girl meet her husband
who was trained by me as slave, after a time I let them
go to start there own life. (she is a happy mum now)
We still meet and play, she is still my best girl friend.
Frank came more and more in my life and after I almost
lost him in a car crash we had our wedding and we build
a very nice life in BDSM. And this year I had my first
baby.
My Marriage with frank, did bring me and my family
together again and I got my shares in our company.
Had my first baby in march and still live the BDSM
lifestyle in full.
July 2006 I came also to SL and tried some things there, first mainly with
Dutch people on a very small plot 1024 meters. Many are still my friends
now. Later I went to a early BDSM place on SL BDSM zaken a dutch
place where I did meet many of my current Dutch BDSM friend.
A Dutch lady Hessa to me to OWK it was just started then I was offered
job as judge but along talk with Bee did me deicide I would be Guardess
form the first day some of ladies did not like me because I would be a
very hard lady. during my time on OWK I did meet many ladies and subs
seen many femdom places build. I had my problems there not for this
note. Made it to chief Guardess and Queen till some people when to all
of my basic things in life, and I had to stop with OWK.
I also meet my SL Slave Chas two years ago in OWK.
Done a lot of thing on SL form being queen, doing events, being model,
host on (bdsm) fashion events. I have a lot of friends on SL, and a few who do not realy like me,
Now O Palais is my home sim and I will try to make this work.
Loes Shi
Confession - Wheels
I’ve recently have come on hard times. I asked release from my Mistress, something I had to do because of real life issues that were not going to change that really impacted our SL lives. It was a long relationship and I still feel the pain from it as I write this. But we must move on, although hard, its what we both need to do. Now I’m alone in SL something I haven’t been in a very long time. I feel lost in SL without having a Mistress, that person that knows you inside and out. Someone that knows your deep desires, your secrets, and knows just how to push your buttons. I look out on the courtyard or at events and see the relationships between a Mistress and her sub and cant help but feel the pain and emptiness I have. But I know I can’t dive right in to another relationship so soon, or can I, am I ready? Has it been long enough? Confusion fills my head. I know from past relationships it takes a lot of time to truly open yourself up and give yourself totally to that person. I wonder if I’ll find that again. Time will only tell, meanwhile I come to every event, sit in the courtyard and enjoy the company of the Mistresses of the Dominion and my fellow subs. Some are very close and have helped me through my situation and I thank them so much for it, because I could not do it without them. So I wait patiently to meet the Mistress that I’ll live to please in every way I possibly can.
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