Femdom Sissy Training Novels & Stories

Her tongue slid in my mouth, her hands gripped my ass. "I'm going to have fun training you, having your body, watching all the men and women using you, fucking you, humilliating you. Ummm, and we're going to love watching horses dildo fuck you, their big cocks pounding this well-used cunt of yours," she said as she ran her hands over my cunt, then my red sore ass cheeks, then gave them a slap. "I think I'm going to have fun being trained," I replied and laughed. "Looks as though I'll have to use the whip and paddle on you alot as well. Whip this lovely cunt as we hold your legs apart. See you soon," she said as she rubbed and fingered my clit. I moaned out loud. She laughed and left.

I don't know what it was about her, but the way she spoke, the dominance and confidence behind it intrigued me. SubMan40: That works for me, Mistress. What are you into? As I watched the three dots at the bottom of the screen show that she was typing, my hand went to my hard cock and slowly stroked it. YoungDomme: I like total, sexual control. For example, you are not allowed to touch your cock unless I say so, my submissive. Fuck. I actually gasped and then let go of my cock. Then she sent another message. YoungDomme: Other things I am into is degrading, humiliation, orgasm control, breeding fetish and anal play. That's just to name a few.

Valentina cupped her tits and whispered “Fuck us, punish us choke us fuck our throats like last time” Sofia bent over the desk legs spread open so he could see her pussy lips twitching through the lace “Oh fuck Master you locked the door this is gonna be so much fun” Dominic stepped forward They expected his cock. His fingers. His voice ordering them onto the desk onto their knees into his lap But what they didn’t know Was he didn’t lock the door to fuck them He locked it to teach them

{Training} - Training activities will include: domestic skills training, offering of self on bended knee, proper answers, orgasm control, anal training to increase my ability to offer every hole as she wishes, learning to present myself as a submissive full of poise, grace, and beauty in public and private, learning protocols and rituals throughout this contract on an as-needed basis; any other training activities as Khali Luciano deems fit. {Orgasm Control}

He'd gone back again and again, finally applying for his own membership, and begun training to be a Dom. Yes, training. Something people outside the lifestyle didn't know about. It took skill and knowledge to dominate, to make bondage a pleasure for one's sub, to inflict just the right amount of pain in the correct places. He learned about safe words and aftercare, and all the things that made subs trust their Doms. He'd become skilled with the Florentine flogger and the many ways a sub could be bound to give both of them pleasure. The club had become his lifeline when he was between missions that sucked the soul out of him.

Julian’s POV “When I'm done with you, you will be totally submissive, my dear little brat.” A deep growl escaped me as I hovered over her sexy form. “I’m not a brat. I'm a good girl..” She argued with a pout, and I pinched her nipples, earning a loud startled gasp from her. “You touched yourself when I instructed you not to. You left my side without permission this morning. Good girls stay in bed, legs open, waiting for their masters to soothe their needs. You are not one,” I listed off, my tone mocking.

“You have no idea how long I've wanted this. How many nights I've jerked off about you. My little step- sister, legs spread wide open begging for me. I tried to fight it. God I tried but not anymore. His confession lit a fire within me. I felt like fucking Felicia in beauty in black. Oh boy, you just unleashed something deep in me. I moaned into his mouth, grinding shamelessly against his hard cock underneath his jeans, my soaked panties climbing to my swollen folds. Ryan growled and spun me around slamming me against the wall. His string hands pinned both my wrists above my head while the other shoved my top up, exposing my tits. He picked a stiff nipple hard while rolling it in different d

46. I like to dominate cute goth girls like you. I like to treat entertainers like the sluts and whores I’m paying you to be. I want to make you gag on my cock and stretch you with toys until your pussy is used up and dripping, juicy. I want anal play, deep and hard, and I want to slap your ass while I’m doing it. Another thing, high on my list, is that I want to punish those lovely big tits of yours. And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir.

Perfect. "Safeword?" "Red, Master." "You won’t need it." I started with her throat. Hours of slow, deliberate training. I fucked her mouth until tears ruined her makeup and black streaks ran down her chest. I held her deep until her throat fluttered around me, then let her breathe only when she earned it. Each time she took me without gagging, pride burned hot in my chest. My perfect little whore, shaped exactly for my pleasure. When her jaw shook, I moved lower.

But not only did he not answer, but he easily picked me up and pressed me against the wall like the man last night. The feeling of being dominated by a man poured down from the top of my head again, along my spine to the soles of my feet, and then from the soles of my feet to my heart, prompting me to completely give up resistance. I propped my hands on the window, tiptoed, and obediently raised my hips...