Mommy's Little Fart Cushion: Humiliating, Incest Punishment
Ever since he was a little boy, he was always my favourite. He was like my little shadow, always wanting to know what I was doing, wanting to help his mommy. I loved when he was little so much! Such a sweet boy and everyone always told me how cute he was! When he hit his early teens, he started to pull away a bit, nothing terribly dramatic but definitely a sad time for any mother. He started to have his own little hobbies, he'd spend more time with his friends. He stopped talking to me as much as he used to and I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt.
Turning My Friend Into a Wedgie Slut
I've known Steve for years now. He was always one of those guys who just seemed so awkward, no matter what he was doing. He could make putting on a jacket look awkward somehow, like a grown toddler fumbling through life, except - not cute. He tried being friends with my little sister but I told her not to hang out with him anymore. He's so clearly one of those dudes that just steals your panties and pretends to be your friend for years, waiting for his "chance". Luckily I've dealt with "men" like this many times and I take full advantage of their obvious weakness, stringing them along just enough, lulling them into a hilarious cycle of abuse and arousal.
I Bent Christmas Over and Fucked It Like The Naughty Slut It Is
I've said it before and I'll say it again, Fuck Christmas. Fuck the expectations, Fuck the waste of money, Fuck the waste of time, Fuck the guilt and Fuck being told what to do in general. I've cleansed myself of every negative aspect of the holidays, using it for what it truly is, an excuse to overindulge and have fun. I don't exchange gifts, I don't travel, I do ZERO things I don't want to do and I don't spend money, baby, I make it! From December 26th until December 31st I encouraged my gaggle of lovely subbies to join me in my peppermint scented rebellion! I hosted every day, riding the high of the holidays without the egregious pitfalls. I spent Christmas Day hosting with Domina Jayne Doe, corrupting one man after the next with a plethora of kinky, organic scenes. I then awoke to a smattering of new requests, pleasantly spaced over the days leading up to New Years Eve, when I, once again, joined forces with fellow sadist, Jayne at her dungeon in Scarborough.
Mommy Roleplay Taboo Erotica for Good Boys
"Where is everyone?", you ask as you watch a smile spread sweetly across my lips. "I didn't get to spend enough time with my favourite boy this year, it's just you and me today." Your heart starts beating faster as a familiar feeling warms your body and you instantly look down to the place beside where my feet rest on the floor, your body barely angled towards me. A rush of excitement is followed closely by a sobering snap of shame. Your cheeks start to redden like the Christmas ornaments we hung together on the tree last week.
Female Submissive: My FemDom Fantasy Comes True
I'd been waiting for this opportunity for years, listening to my peers talk about their female clients and wondering when my day would come. A couple weeks ago, I received a session request from a woman named Aria. Ultimately, there are a few crucial steps between the initial contact and actually meeting, so I pinched myself and pushed my excitement into the future. I woke up the next morning to the notification of her deposit, securing her time with me. It was really happening.
Iso-Toilet Review by My Toilet Sub, Panda Bear.
" The day, hour and minute had finally come. I could barely wait! I packed their tribute and headed over to Bastienne's Lair to put myself at their mercy. To give a little background I had sessioned with both Evangeline Ducharme and Bastienne Cross before, although this type of full immobility, immersion, and objectification was actually brand new to me, and despite having had other sessions, both with them both, seperately, and with other Dommes.
Trick or Treat Femdom Duos
~ Trick ~
You're invited to our Halloween party! Yes, you.
You're the first person to arrive and, by the looks of things, not the last. There's enough food here to feed 30 people. Generally you've known these women to be intimidating and somewhat indifferent with you so seeing this new, domestic side of your hosts is surprisingly comforting. Initial nerves are subsiding and you find a spot to park while you chat with your hosts.
Turning a Man Into an Obedient Puppy
As I wrapped his hands in duct tape I tell him that if he wants to act like an animal, I'll happily treat him like one.
"You want to make me happy don't you?"
"Puppies make me happy"
I wrap the tape around his new paws a few times, I love the sound of duct tape stretching laid over the whimpers of a grown man. I slip my leather belt around his neck as a make shift collar & leash. Everyone knows that training a puppy takes patience and mommy isn't feeling very patient today.
Ultimate Mean Girl Bully Bastienne
Fetishes come from somewhere real, somewhere hidden, some place that needs the sweetness of our sexuality to dilute the bitterness of the dark. It moves first through the filter of our sexuality, then into our periphery. From there we can choose to bring it into the foreground or let it dance in the corner of our eyes forever.