Sonnet For My Submissive IV
In which Circe confesses that not all men are pigs. The Rabbit There’s a fullness to his lips that lingersIn my mind, ruddy rose against fresh creamAnd in his hands, squared shape to his fingersYet...
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I know why Fenris ran the sky after such prey. The Sun My lover’s lines are gilded in the lightAnd from the window, the warm rays caressMy hands grip his cream wrists and thighs squeeze tightAs firsts...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: Doggy Style
She rolled back, butt towards her heels, arms unbending so her head is low and her hair pooled on the floor. She looked back over her shoulder, at the anonymous effect of the leather mask on his face,...
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Rebecca Without A Cause: A Vintage Femdom Story
First Person Vintage Femdom Fiction Enter the mind of Rebecca, a Bad Girl who knows what she wants. She’s set her sights on a Good Boy and what he thinks of as an old fashioned, innocent date very...
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Friday Femdom Fiction – Hypnosis and Stockings
Art commissioned from: Izzy of @dikedig (insta: @dikedig ) Imagine two people seated on a couch in a small sunny apartment on a Sunday afternoon: Marianne and Charlie are not quite a couple, but they...
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Femdom Sonnet: Claiming Tam Lin
Down off your white horse, before your queen Silver bells fall silent at the road edge The fairest one watches, in her gown of green Paused procession at the gate in the hedge You're plucked as boldly...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: Cucked by the Zeitgeist
“Oh, I was going to fuck you, but then #forcedbirth legislation swept the US. Now I am going to cuck you with this big, thick silicone cock. But, because I am being fair and I love you, you can watch...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: Edging Experiments in the Bedroom Lab
“No Nut November is a good enough reason to test this, isn’t it?” Her phone was open to a page on Amazon, looking at the selection of lab coats available. They were more expensive, in her opinion, than...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: A Domme’s Gratitude Journal
Gratitude is relevant to clinical psychology due to (a) strong explanatory power in understanding well-being, and (b) the potential of improving well-being through fostering gratitude with simple...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction Pure Sadism
“I am going to hurt you, because your body in pain inspires me.” The cuffs were padded leather, rope run through the rings and around two pillars. The room was a long rectangular shape, where these...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction His Sacrifice
No candles or altar, just the buff carpet under foot and the grey slab of the bed. That was soft, not the carved stone her imagination summoned, but there were strong straps to hold him fast, so that...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: Rubber Ducking
Water roared, white noise in a white bathtub, silver tap spouting full blast and warm. The fan, hidden somewhere in the ceiling, churned the air to knock down the steam, though the door was still flung...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: Silent Trance
The fan whirred and bought a gentle breeze over their bodies at each turn of its tall, slim cylinder body. The light was filtered through curtains, bright and searing outside, muted through shades to...
View ArticleFriday Femdom Fiction: Getting to Know Mistress At the Goth Shop
Rows of sleeves visible on racks, shirts and dresses lined up chest to back in a tightness that emphasized the cramped warren of the space. At the door, a display of corsets were rectangles without a...
View ArticleA Necromancer Breaks Her Captive Paladin
Content Note: F/m, Noncon of male His lean blond body was stretched over the altar, shackled with the heavy manacles. He wondered how many had bent before, to the corrupted god of this shrine. He knew...
View ArticleA Small Cell, A Slab And Sappers [Necromancer Femdom Story] Pt. 2
Content Note: This story is non-con femdom. Pt. 1 of the story is here. Over time, restrained in one position, there was pain simply from his own weight against the stone and the inability to...
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