The goal was simple. I wanted to seduce and capture that submissive-in-hiding, or even a curious vanilla boy that just didn’t know he needed to be tied up and gagged yet. I was the queen of corrupting the unsuspected. Halloween was the perfect time to wear a provocative costume with a pretty blatant “hint” and let the suggestive flirtation do the rest.
If you are submissive and still single after searching for more than a year, clearly you are doing something wrong. Do you realize how many extremely beautiful dominant women I know that are frustrated with the lack of sincere potential mates for them?
Having a man – no matter how charming – so far up your ass that you can’t take a shit without having him offer to wipe becomes absolutely intolerable after about ten minutes.
When a total stranger says to me, "Hi Mistress," he is immediately off on the wrong foot with me. In an email, in chat, and in real life. Because I know, right off, that he is either really inexperienced or is living in a fantasy world, or worst of all, doesn't care.
Hair pulling, for example, has always been a hot button for me. Because taking a fistful of hair between my fingers *feels* good. Because I can see him wince when I pull his head back. I can hear that sharp intake of air. I can control how much it hurts by picking where I make a fist, and how hard and how long I hold it.
My motivation is that I get off -- basically -- on knowing a man is suffering for me. I like to see him take it for me. I like to break down his will, to scare him, and to have him eventually beg for what he finds unthinkable, because he knows it will please me.
I have written over 1000 sexy, hot femdom stories and they will all be added to this site. So put on your satin panties and check back daily! XO Akasha
Submissive men on the net often ask me why they have such a bad reputation, and why they cannot gain trust of the women they are courting. They ask me why they get treated with suspicion and are kept at arm’s length for awhile. They wonder where the bitter resentment comes from when they talk […]
Darian just clenched his fists, kept his eyes shut, held back a scream through clenched teeth and never even looked at her as they completed the procedure of using the anal probe to stimulate his prostrate, force the cum from him and fill the clear tube with semen.
My first dick – the long, thick, black one, will go into your mouth without mercy. I plan to grab you by the hair and start fucking your mouth without warning. Long, deep thrusts that smear your pretty lipstick and make you feel totally violated. I’m not going to tell you how long I plan to fuck your mouth. Probably not long enough. But the break you get will be a short one – just as long as it takes for me to strap on a differently sized dildo, and start all over again.
"Get down on your knees here," I pointed to the ground. "And beg us not to make you do it."
He looked torn. What a choice. He thought, turning his head. He peered back toward the store. Blue and I looked at him. I knew it was turning her on, too. I leaned over and whispered so Andy couldn't hear, "I could use that vibrator right about now."
I moved around to get in position behind your ass, my latex cock slick with your spit and ready to enter your tight asshole. "Go ahead and take him from the front," I told my beautiful, petite blonde girlfriend.
I met Dirk on the Internet about 2 months ago. Now, I must admit, he is my total whore. And we have never met. Dirk is my Internet slave, my phone slave. But I have total control over him, and this works for me because my desire is so spontaneous and so outrageous that I […]
You will start by kissing the tips of my boots one at a time, and by then I know your cock will be straining in the metal cage. You are to pull down your panties so I can see and I may put the heel of my boot over your heavy, aching balls.