She's demanding, she's controlling, and she's is absolutely unapologetic about it. Hot damn. With an attitude like that, you can bet she's a vixen in the sack!
I enjoy reflecting on the items that certainly enhanced my desires. I think all femdoms have their favorites, but here a few items that propelled my femdom urges. For those budding dominas, these are also the items that are guaranteed to bring a man to his knees
The start of a new year is the best time for planning, right? I don’t know about you, but the one thing I enjoy planning most is my kink. I wouldn’t call it a bucket list since I enjoy doing these things over, and over, and over, and over again.
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?
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There is nothing more painful than a submissive that is an absolute bore. And there are a lot of them. Often the nicest guys, the most refined gentlemen. Attractive, fit. Even charming. Yet, there’s just nothing there. Personality? Some of these men have an “un-personality”. Maybe they think it is attractive to be a blank […]
I think the diabolical, medical nature of it is what makes the fantasy so hot. That, and the humiliation and dread as your masculinity is pumped from you and you are stripped of your male ego and pride, turned into a sissy bitch. How hot the lingerie would look as you became more used to it, how you would learn to walk like a proper sexy bitch, how your ass would move. And your big tits, how nice it would be to fondle them and watch your body move in arousal, watch your eyes as you looked at yourself in the mirror.
I made you suck dick for me on the phone, I made you finger your own ass and tell me it was your pussy. I called you "Lacey" and we had phone sex like two lesbians, and you had to talk to me in graphic terms about your body - your feminine body. The curve of your hips, the size of your breasts.
In my second year of college, while away at school, I threw away a set of steel shackles, a spreader bar, two blindfolds, bondage mittens, nipple clamps and a whole stack of magazines devoted to female domination.
The thought of those huge loads of cum – remember, they are super-sized loads – being pumped directly into your mouth in huge gushes. And you gag. And choke. But there is nothing you can do but keep sucking at the tube and swallowing and hoping that if you suck it in hard enough, the loads will go directly down your throat without lingering over your taste buds.
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 know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.