Illustrated Stories 8
Cruel Shoes | Femdom Erotica | Male Submission
With careful little movements Brad turned toward her as she slowly opened her closet door. What he saw was shoes…shoes everywhere, more shoes than he had ever seen in his life. Boots and boots and more boots – in black and white and beige, leather and latex and wool. Some with heels, some without. Some high, some low. And stiletto heels, some 7 inches, some less. He gasped and said, “Jesus Christ, that’s a lot of shoes.”
Deconstructing Stephen: Merciless in Manitoba
He was naked, so I took the time to walk around his frame a few times, trying to get various reactions from him. Sliding my fingers up the soles of his vulnerable feet (I think there was a giggle; I bet he was biting his lip to stifle it), moving my palm over his ass cheeks, stopping briefly to pinch. I slid the riding cop up his ass crack to make him tighten, and even that he seemed to go about in a very deliberate manner.
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ON MY MIND
Listening to you slurp and slurp and suck on my dick will be what sets me off, what makes me want even more. Your ass, your fine slut ass bent over your desk with your pants pulled down around your ankles. As I fuck your face I’ll tell you about it – I’ll tell you how I am going to ram that slick cock up your ass and make you beg for more.
The beauty in it for me is that I can bring him to this level of sacrifice, and I can push him to places that terrify and arouse him at the same time. I can be supportive, I can be seductive, I can be teasing, I can be sadistic. They are all different shades of the game, and I love playing them all, just as long as the goal is met: to take the gift from him, the gift he gives for me, not for him.
Friday. Another full moon. His stomach immediately was in knots. His palms started to sweat. He pondered picking up the phone and telling her no. Telling her no right then. After last time, while the closeness afterward was a level he'd never experienced before, true fear of her other self was terrifying him. To Laura, he could endure anything.
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Alex was there on time.
But he was there naked. Well, under a robe. He showed up at my door in a robe, and he opened it when I yanked him inside, embarrassed for him (luckily no one saw) and he flung open his robe to reveal his newly shaved genitals.
“I don’t like the things that you do to me, but I like what it does to you.” These simple words. Music to my ears. Words as powerful as “I love you.” When a man says something like that to me, after he has endured tight bondage, intense pain and a thorough trampling of his […]
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.
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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.