Femdom Sissy Training Novels & Stories

She had a feeling that she would soon be bent over it. "Give the box to one of the men and bend over the ottoman," he ordered, confirming her fears. She handed the box to the guy who had opened the door and bent over the ottoman, spreading her thighs wide. "Now boys, inside that box is a butt plug. I want you to pull an anal train on her. Try not to let any cum leak out of her and when the last of you is done, shove that plug in her ass keeping your cum inside her." She shivered as she heard Master's instructions to the three young men.

The Dom asks and I don't recognise his voice. "Do whatever you want but you can't cum inside his front hole," Master says. The dominant behind me slaps my ass cheek before I feel him kneel down and push his dick against my lubed asshole. I relax and spread my knees apart, putting my hands behind my back so he can hold my wrists if he wants to.

My body involuntarily rocks around his fingers, forgiving him for the sins I want him to commit. “Ummm…” He hisses and finger fucks me. Now, Jay has pulled down his zipper, and the length of his hard cock pushes through the opening. His hand curls around his cocl and he strokes himself. I moan and bite my lips and laugh like a psycho bitch while watching my husband pleasure himself as he watches me being fucked by his top dogs. My pussy soaks up, a spoiled, ruined bitch. “Come here,” Terry stops fucking and pulls all fingers out of my pussy. The hand toying with my breasts goes to my shoulder, and he easily flips me to face him. “Strip.” He gives a cold command.

“Who will dominate who? I met this alpha once, who slept with Tyrith. Like they did this one-night thing. The guy was like ‘Tyrith was the best fuck ever.’ Tyrith dominated him in the bedroom.” Anger clawed at my insides. I fisted my hands at my sides. The vehicle became too small. Air got scarce. Ryder didn’t care. He continued. “But you and him, it would be different. Tyrith always did what you asked him. I bet he would come if you asked him. No, if you call him right now and say ‘Tyrith, I need you’, he would be here faster than the speed of light. If they locked the two of you in a room, Tyrith would let you dominate him. But what I can’t stop trying to imagine is how he looks in bed. Do

“Let the books hear what a filthy little stepdaughter you are.” Lila shattered with a scream, walls milking him violently. Marcus followed soon after, flooding her with hot cum, grinding deep as if trying to push it straight into her womb. The Master Bedroom – Evening Training The real intensity came at night. Marcus laid her on the massive bed and introduced more toys — a spreader bar that kept her legs wide open, soft wrist cuffs attached to the headboard, and a thick dildo he used to train her throat while the plug stayed firmly in her ass.

It holds your torso perfectly, stumps forced wide apart, cunt and ass presented high and open. Thick vibrating dildos are locked deep inside both holes,. He leans over you stroking your hair sweetly almost lovingly. “Sleep well, my precious Cum Bunny. Tomorrow the real training begins. You’re going to take load after load until that naive little mind of yours accepts what you are ..my cute, limbless, dripping fucktoy forever.” You lie there in the dark exhausted and overstimulated. Part of you is still terrified. Part of you is already getting wetter at the thought of what’s coming.

“This is what you do to me. Feel how deep I am? This pussy was made for me.” Rory’s nails dug into his back as pleasure built fast and overwhelming. “Harder… please, Dominic. I can take it.” Something snapped in him. His control shattered. He fucked her harder, deeper, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the cabin along with her moans and his low curses. He hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, changing the angle until she was crying out with every thrust. “Come for me, baby. Let me feel you squeezing my cock.”

“Your daddy’s friends are running a train on you in his dining room, and you’re still talking shit. I fucking love it.” He fucks me hard and fast, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my hip with bruising force. Dom doesn’t have Vincent’s patience or Marcus’s brutality. Dom fucks like it’s a sport — competitive and cocky and angled perfectly because he’s been watching the other three figure out what makes me cum and he’s using every piece of information against me. “Your little college boyfriend fuck you like this?” he pants, driving deep enough that I feel him in my chest.

I like restraints, being used for pleasure, being made to cum so many times I’m shaking from the overstimulation. And Joe tried. We even trained with a Dom, Master Michael, to learn more about dominance and submission. I didn’t need a full-time Dom/sub relationship—just someone who could take control when I wanted it. Joe liked watching. He got off on seeing Master Michael with me. He thought our Dom didn’t know he was watching, but Master Michael did. And he fucking loved it. One night, during a training session, it became clear just how much Joe loved watching. “What do you want her to do, Joe?” Master Michael murmured from across the room.

I rubberized her pussy to alleviate the discomfort, but I also removed it in seconds. "I'd noticed how much you were looking at me earlier. Is that how a servant looks to her master?" I screamed at her and smacked her tight butthole. "I-I'm sorry... I'm sorry, D-derek... I'm sorry." She bow her head and examined the connection between her butthole and my huge cock. I pressed her nipple into her breast so it would sink, causing her to squeeze my cock even more. "You're correct. Be aware of your sins." I grip her breasts as though they are on the verge of bursting. "I'll put you through some training."