My Wild and Wonderful World of Erotic BDSM

Tommy had only been with one woman in his life, but he fantasized about being Dominated by an older woman. He wanted to be ordered around, told what to do, and taught how to please, while on his knees. More than that, he wanted to be cuckolded and humiliated. I was thrilled at the idea of Teaching Tommy, so I called in the stud. My stud is a favorite lover. He's 6'5" with short, fluffy brown hair and soulful brown eyes. Tommy is a young man, about 28 years old. He is tall and beefy with shaggy black hair.  When I got them in the room together, I was filled with a feeling of Power. I ordered them both to get naked and get ready to serve at My Pleasure. Studly's big thick cock was ready to rock. I looked at Tommy and laughed at his small, ineffectual prick. I made fun of his "little soldier" and I said, "I sure hope you're good at eating pussy because I don't think you can do much with that tiny thing." I pointed and laughed again. I pushed hi...

A few years ago I had a sexy session with the lead singer of a Goth Rock band. You can read about it in My upcoming book, FEMDOM GLORY, but a few weeks ago I got a call from the gorgeous Goth. His band had been signed and they were selling out venues across the Southeast. The pressure was getting to him and his anxiety was in overdrive so he called Me for help. He had seen a post of Mine about My Hypnosis appointments and wanted to give it a try. I was more than happy to oblige. I had not forgotten how handsome he is and I was more than a little excited to see him again. I could not wait to get My hands on his creamy skin. When he arrived, I opened the door and I was a bit floored. He was hotter than I remembered. His sea-green eyes danced with mischief. I think he was excited to see Me too since there was already a tent in his pants. I wanted to touch him so I stroked his cheek then took him by the hand.  I led him to My office and told him to get undressed and lay down on the bed...

  Do you have nightmares? I've struggled with bad dreams and sleep paralysis for as long as I can remember. I looked for a remedy and began Lucid Dreaming. This is an experience in which the dreamer becomes aware that they're in a dream. Then the dreamer can control the characters and what happens.  When I was young I designed a hazy landscape of sensuality. A place of flirtation and curiosity. When I became an adult, My vision evolved and as a Dominatrix, it flourished. I find Myself in a warm, soothing bath. I'm soaking in an opulent, claw-footed tub, lounged back with My feet propped on the edge. The room that I'm in resembles something out of Greek mythology. Palatial columns divide the space and decadent drapes hang from the walls. My tub is flanked on each corner by a handsome servant, attuned to My wants and desires. My harem is composed of four studs, a blonde, one with ebony locks, a flame-haired ginger, and a babe with light brown hair.  My sex slaves sponged ...

The text said, “I need to Suffer.” I perked up. My interest was certainly sparked. I waited for the circling dots to become words, anxious to read more. Then came the rush of begging. He pleaded for an extreme session. He wanted pain, anguish, humiliation, and fire. My mind raced with the possibilities but I didn’t get My hopes up yet. Most of these messages amount to nothing, but I replied, “When?” He said he could be here in two hours. He professed his intentions, said he was dead serious, and wanted to Worship Me in agony. He added that he wanted to wear My scent home and immerse himself in Me to perpetuate the memory, then live in chastity until he returns for More. My excitement grew and I set My plan into action. I gathered My most devastating tools, shined My chain whip, and polished My cane. I sterilized My stainless steel sounds and filled My torch with butane. I was ready to bring the pain. In his texts, he requested cigarette burns but I don’t smoke nicotine, such a nasty st...