Gentle Femdom Stories Novels & Stories

“Push through it, kid. This is how you learn to take everything I give you. Tell me how it feels having my seed plugged inside you while you work.” “It feels dirty… and addictive,” I moaned, holding the plank as best I could. “Like I really belong to you now. The egg is rubbing right against that spot you fucked so hard earlier.” He made me do bridges next, then some slow leg raises. Every movement pushed more cum out, running down my skin while the low buzz drove me crazy. By the end I was whimpering, close to another edge. “Enough,” Dom finally said, pulling me up. “Come here. One last round before you leave tonight.”

"An older man fucking you like you're his property. Tell me the truth, Lia." "Yes! Yes, Julian! Harder, please, fuck me harder!" I sobbed, completely losing my mind from the pleasure. He gripped my waist with both of his huge hands, lifting my body slightly with every single downward plunge, driving his dick so deep I could feel it hitting the very top of my womb. The forbidden nature of it, the raw age gap, the way he completely controlled every inch of my body pushed me straight over the edge. My tight walls clamped down on his long dick like a vice, contracting wildly over and over again as a massive, uncontrollable squirt burst out of me, drenching his thighs and his stomach.

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

I’m Jasmine, a 19-year-old femboy, and this is the story of how I became Ren’s submissive plaything. It all started when Ren and I met online, bonding over our shared interests in BDSM and strap-on play. We clicked instantly, and before long, we were planning to meet up and take our virtual fantasies to the real world.

Dom growled as he stepped back from the bed, now staring at me. “Come on, let's go…what's next on your list?” I asked amidst my laughter. “Well, we've done blindfolding, wax play, and orgasm control…so we're left with exhibitionism, denial, and BDSM…but it seems like you've proven who you're already, so we're stopping here.” Dom was staring at me in shock as he spoke. “Alright, then loosen me up!” I growled as I tilted my eyes to my hands tied up to the bed.

I pull up outside the building that now belongs to Gabriel and Dominic ushers me inside. “I have a strapon harness that is adjustable and should fit your wife, a staples strapon, she can experiment with and a few sizes and styles of dildos, matching butt plugs and a flogger and paddle for when you finally tell her spanking you gets you off,” Dominic says. “I never told you about the spanking!” I hiss. “I know but at the grand opening, I saw who you interacted with and how you reacted to certain things. I am wonderful at what I do,” Dominic says. “If you know I met Rhett, did you also learn how he reacted to seeing Gabriel and I together?”

"Taking your cousin's cock like a good girl." They started moving together,Damon thrust deep and steady, whispering dirty loving words. "This pussy belongs to family now and no one else will ever feel how perfect you are." Lily wrapped her legs around him, meeting every thrust,the taboo made it intense knowing his blood was the same as hers, that this was forbidden but felt like coming home. He flipped her over, taking her from behind, one hand rubbing her clit while he pounded harder Lily came again, her pussy squeezing around him, soaking the sheets,the pleasure was so strong she saw stars.

I could almost feel his fingers between my legs again, the way he had touched me through my panties earlier and then pulled away, denying me the release I had wanted so badly. I typed back, my fingers moving before I could stop myself. Me: Maybe. But you stopped. So now I’m here in my bed, still sore, still wet, and still thinking about it. Thanks for that. The reply came almost immediately. Dom: You’re welcome. And if you keep pushing me like you did tonight, next time I won’t stop. Next time I’ll bend you over and spank that ass until it’s red and hot, just like I did tonight. But I won’t stop there. I’ll cuff your wrists, spread you open, and edge you with my fingers and my mouth until yo

He just stroked me, circling my clit lightly, spreading the wetness around while I trembled under his hand. “Please…” I didn’t even know what I was begging for. He leaned over me, his chest almost against my back, and spoke right next to my ear. “We’re not done, Zoe. Not even close.” His fingers kept moving between my legs — teasing, stroking, never giving me enough pressure to come — while my spanked ass throbbed and my thighs shook. I was still bent over his desk with my panties around my thighs and my skirt around my waist, completely at his mercy.

His hips kept rocking back and forth, it felt like he was splitting me open and I loved every bit of it. Taking my hardened nipples into his mouth, his cock drilled harder into my pussy. My throat was dryed up from screaming but I couldn't help it. With a loud groan, he shut his cum into my pussy. At the same time as if on cue, I came again. We are both panting heavily when he finally pulled out. A huge glob of cum rushes out of my pussy and onto the bed. My pussy felt sore but empty, making me whimper. Raphael grabbed my neck, whispering into my ear. “This is just the beginning honey, for the next three days I’ll take you in every room on this mansion and in different styles.”