Femdom Visual Novels & Stories

I love to be submissive. Then I searched for BDSM sex videos and my eyes widened at the hundreds of videos appearing under the search tab. They were mild to moderate to heavy dominance. "I'll go with a moderate one," I whispered to myself and clicked on the video. It started with girl calling her partner daddy and fuck I couldn't help but imagine myself calling Mr Winchester daddy too. I laid down on my bare back and placed the vibrator on my clitoris as I clicked the on button of the vibrator, immediately I felt heaven.

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.

Just the pictures alone made more juices flow from her pussy and her nipples harden to points, pressing against the soft fabric of the t-shirt. "Are you a dominant or submissive?" read the headline on the home page. "Explore your hidden feelings," the message encouraged her. "Read the messages from people who embraced the lifestyle. See what works for you. You could be missing out on complete sexual fulfillment." Her eyes widened at the pictures of women on their knees, hands bound behind their backs, large cocks filling their mouths. Wearing collars of all kinds-leather, thin metal, some studded with jewels-as they knelt at the feet of their master, narrow metal clamps tightened on their ni

Barbie just kept staring at me with adoration on her face. Janice reached out to pull her head around and I pushed a command at her. "Stop. No touching her. That's force, it's not domination. Use words to get what you want from your sluts. That's what a true Dom does. Would you like a demonstration?" She growled at me and then nodded. I pushed as I said, "Cum Janice." Janice's knees gave out, she collapsed to the floor, as she threw back her head and screamed. "Oh GOD! OH GOD I'm CUMMMMMIIIIINNNGGG!"

She didn’t even have the strength to beg. Didn’t need to. His hand slid under her thighs like she was breakable, but his grip said otherwise. His fingers flexed. Pressed deep into the skin, lifting one leg over his own until she was spread open, completely exposed to the three women who’d just used her. Her cunt was glistening. Flushed and swollen and slick with orgasm after orgasm. Dominic let out a sound like a growl. “Look,” he ordered. “Look at what you fucking touched.”

Dominic emerged from the closet like a predator stepping out of the shadows, his naked body was Greek god like and muscle, cock still thick and glistening from our earlier frenzy. In his hands: a sleek black box I recognised. My breath hitched at the sight. He pulled out a silk blindfold, adjustable nipple clamps with delicate silver chains, a leather flogger with soft suede tails, wrist and ankle cuffs, and that wicked rose vibrator I’d only seen once before. The one with the sucking mouth that could apparently ruin me in minutes. “You’ve been pushing me lately, wife,” he said, voice velvet-rough as he set the items on the nightstand. His eyes devoured me. I was spread out, wrists bound abo

The sound of flesh pounding and harsh moans filled the room as Toussaint didn’t hold back with his thrusts. Toussaint pulled out and dragged Jace towards the edge of the bed and raised his legs up in the air then hung them on his shoulders. He positioned himself once more and held his thighs in place by his hand, the second hand rested on Jace’s neck. The familiar thickness of Toussaint’s fat cock filled Jace’s boy pussy once more and he lost all sense of shame. Toussaint didn’t hold back either; going full beast mode as he filled Jace up, slamming in hard and fast with a constant momentum.

Her Dom angles her face toward the man standing to her left, who is rapidly stroking himself, before releasing his fluid right into her open mouth. “Swallow it,” her Dom demands coldly. She obeys instantly, letting out another deep groan as the other two men surrounding her, who are also masturbating, release across the smooth olive skin of her bare back. As they do, she arches her spine and thrusts her backside out further. The stranger with the massive length thrusts even deeper into her pussy until almost all of it vanishes inside her. Then, her Dom settles his fingers firmly over her clit. “Do you want to come, slave?”

The sound of their bodies colliding was loud, fleshy, and absolutely filthy. "You feel that, Leo?" Dr. Webb grunted, his rhythm never faltering. He was sweating now, the hair on his chest damp, his silver-streaked hair falling across his forehead. "That is what real dominance feels like. Not some boy fumbling around in the dark. A man who knows exactly how to take you apart." "Yes, Daddy, yes," Leo moaned, pushing his hips back to meet each thrust. "You feel so good. You are so much better than anyone else."

He wanted to bury himself balls-deep in a woman who would moan like a whore, take every brutal thrust, and let him flood her with load after load until his balls were empty and his head was clear. No dates. No conversations. Just pure, animalistic fucking. Bent over a desk, on her knees, against the wall...wherever the urge struck. He needed to claim someone completely, dominate every inch of her body, and remind himself that he was the one in control. His cock stirred in his trousers at the thought, already thickening as vivid images flashed through his mind: soft thighs spread wide, a slick, welcoming slit stretched around his girth, desperate gasps turning into screams of pleasure as he p