Double Domming

Several years ago I put up a personals ad asking for a masochist for a double Domme session. I was so up for this. The plan was to have an impact training session, and it still was, but… I wanted more… I needed to fuck. It was easy to select our sub… he was first. And, he was eager in a perfectly non-needy way, diligent, followed instructions well and easy to arrange the session with. He was the perfect example of a dream session sub. And, I wanted to fuck him. Yes, I was up for it no matter what…

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Extreme and Consensual

I invited him over – the pro Crossfit athlete – just because a girl has needs. It was about 3am when he arrived. A little older than my usual, but his eagerness was giving him credit. (A lot of men try to lead the situation, and when they see I’m not going with it, they think they have to be more Dominant than me by being more aggressive. Ugh.) I had orgasmed in the first five minutes and was allowing him to finish… but he was taking some time. I started to get suspicious – some boys like to indulge

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The Pizza Boy

I was editing a porn video at a Domme friend’s place when I got his text at 1am. He was suffering from the ‘no touching’ stipulation I had put on him. Not coming for a few days, then going out drinking on a Saturday night and not being able to take anyone home, was taking its toll on him. Haha! But I didn’t care. I wanted what I wanted – a big load – and he was going to give it to me or pay the price of failure. The next day, the smells of the city street were making

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Beautiful Weakness

When I whisper in a new sub’s ear, ‘I want you to fuck me,’ they are faced with a dilemma. Do they fuck me like a ‘man’ or a sub. I never tell them what I want, what would be the fun in that? So, they have to decide how they are going to do it… And I most certainly make it hard for them. To fuck like a ‘man’ I mean stereotypically, as in a vanilla encounter. This means the man is the lead, or Top in BDSM. He is the active person and the woman is passive. But

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Corrupting Van Helsing

I met the young Van Helsing at the train station. A meek Dutch boy, he was casually leaning against the railing waiting for me. I recognised him straight away but he only knew it was me when I bounded up and gave a quick hug. Meet-and-greets in public places have always been awkward for me, I prefer to take my men straight to the bedroom. The bohemian, lightly-bearded boy, fifteen years my younger, took me to a great little Mexican street cafe for lunch. We talked on many topics – the boy was an intellectualist, which I loved – but

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Puppy Love

I don’t do relationships or commitment, but one time I fell for a puppy. Of course, he wasn’t just a puppy… he had other amazing talents that would, quite frankly, make me blush. What can I say, I am weak when it comes to anal sluts. One time I took him with me to London for a fetish weekender. I wanted to make the most of him so it took a few months to organise the trip. I’m not talking hotels and travel, but arrangements with other kinky people. To pull together a fantasy trip, I need to check who’s in town,

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Swinging Cats

O.M.F.G…. What an experience. It is rare to be with a man that makes me feel so feminine just standing next to him. This guy is everything you’d think a male centrefold would be. A lot of boys tell me they are cute or handsome… and I’ve been with enough of them to always take their opinions with a pinch of salt. But this boy…? When I first saw him, I so badly wanted to slap the prettiness off his face but I’m not sure I’d even make a dent. The crazy thing is, I didn’t know just how pretty

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Flush Boy

As far as I can remember…. (Details do get a little hazy especially when you’re right in the middle of it – you know, hormones, horniness and humping…)Anyway… I allowed him to look at himself in the mirror… to admire himself in my clothes. He was wearing a beautiful black net corset that shaped around his nipples and held tight to his waist. I had bought a new black garter belt especially for him with two skinny straps that elegantly held my pantyhose in place over his furry thighs. And lastly, a black lacey panty shaped over the rounds of his

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