Novel & Cerita Femdom Visual

"One hundred total. Very good tolerance. Your ass and thighs are beautifully marked. Let me show you." He held up a mirror so Alex could see her reflection....her ass and thighs were bright red, welts already forming. "This is what you look like when you're properly used," Dominic said. "This is what ownership looks like on your body. Beautiful." He set down the paddle and freed one of his hands to finger her pussy. "And you're even wetter now. Pain makes you aroused. Good. We'll be using that this week." He finger-fucked her while she was still restrained, his other hand playing with her nipples, pinching and twisting them.

When she saw that he wasn't present even after another hour had passed, she stood again and then sighted the door that leads to the BDSM room he took her to the last time. She walked towards it carefully and opened the door, on opening it, she saw the same materials she had seen then there the last time only that there were large pictures of how the process looked like. She saw pictures of a man flogging a woman in the ass, she saw pictures of a woman sitting on a man's face, the man seemed to be eating her out. She saw pictures of a woman tied to a pole and being fingered. She saw all sorts of erotic pictures that she couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in her pussy.

"You might end up more shocked than you think." "Try it and find out." For the next hour, Jasmine flicked through all manner of videos. Most of them involved some form of submissive behaviour on the womans part, and featured things like bondage, spanking, rough sex, choking, spitting, forced orgasms, throat fucking, double penetration, butt plugs, public humiliation, all performed on the woman by a Dominant figure, sometimes males, sometimes females and on a few occasions, both. All of them featured anal.

The way the dim light shined on him, you could tell that he was looking back with the same lustful look in his eyes. Without looking away, I slowly take off my comfortable shorts. Exposing myself in my underwear for him to look. I stand there as he gazes upon me, his eyes slowly turning black from my actions. Dom was tempted indeed. Looking at me like he was a predator just ready to pounce on his prey, but I could tell that he was restraining himself from doing so. “Hi Dom.” I greet in a soft tone. “You guys like what you see?” I caress my hand up my arm to where my arm pushes up my breasts, looking more full and perky.

Some got on top, their ready grazing against the elf’s face. Some laid down speading their legs, exposing their clits, and their wetness while fingering themselves , the sight almost making the men topple over and some bent low, arching their perfect ass and shaking them for the dom elves to admire. While some were bold enough to demand getting fucked by two dom elves.

He bent down and whispered something in her ear that made her smile. "He's probably telling her how good she is, how beautiful she looks all flushed and clamped up for him", Jake told Meg. " How do you know?" "It's what Doms do. They praise their subs. You see, the sub is submitting to them. That itself is a really big deal", Jake explained. The Dom bent and in one fluid moment, unclamped a nipple, took it into his mouth and the woman let out another moan. He did the same for the other nipple and she gasped and strained at the cuffs holding her hands down on the table.

The photo is of a fat male clad in skin tight leather from head to toe, whipping a female suspended … from the ceiling. “He’s uhm… He’s a collector of “rare” females. Different races, different creatures. So I’m certain having a pregnant red wolf would be a fabulous addition. He’s probably got at least a dozen wives, numerous girlfriends. Who knows how many kids. Gets his money from his shipping businesses… you know containers that can bring you anything you want discreetly. He’s one of the most notorious doms in the world of underground S&M. He’s brutal, gets off on the pain he inflicts. He probably owns a third of the bondage clubs in Europe. Girls that don’t hold up, that he thinks are we

And in this room, there were no limits. The first DOM, a muscular man with a stern face, was masked and had his submissive kneeling in front of him, her hands tied behind her back with a strip of leather. Her eyes were glazed over with a mixture of submission and desire as she obediently sucked on his cock, her head bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm. The DOM’s hand gripped her hair, guiding her movements with firm but controlled force, his eyes occasionally flicking over to me, gauging my reaction. I felt disgusted and wanted to look away, to find an escape from the room, but something in Alpha Enzo’s gaze held me in place. His eyes locked onto mine, challenging me to keep watching, dar

"I keep wondering what will change him. I'm almost sick of it. Eight months already? It seems like two months to me." "Woman." She tapped my shoulder, wearing a cunning smile. "Just end it, ok? I'm also sick of seeing you in this bondage. That dude doesn't deserve you. Can't you see that?" "No. I won't give up," I protested, scowling at her. She rolled her eyes. "But seriously, you're so blind. Not only is he making you feel lonely. He's also stressing you intentionally. He's literally treating you like a maid."

I swallowed hard, "I see. It seems that he frequents this dungeon often?" "He rarely visits in person, but most of the submissives who work here have played with him before. They say he is the most respectful, skillful, and caring Dom here." One of them smiled. It was obvious that he thought I should feel lucky to serve such a man. "It sounds like today is my lucky day! I don't even know how I got here, let alone being selected by such a great master…" I murmured, but enough for him to hear, playing a game to see if one of them would divulge how I had ended up here tonight.