Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead.
Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand.
For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering / suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.
Many women wear those super-tight yoga pants riding up the crotch. I call them painted-on pants. I also want to mention those low-rise, revealing shirts that show off most of the jug skin above the nipples, too. Those other young women without bras, with...
The summer sun cast a golden hue over the suburban neighbourhood, its neatly trimmed lawns and well-maintained houses basking in the light. The air was filled with the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers, a perfect day for a visit to his best...
Darian is an intern at the most prestigious tech firm in the city. This is his first job out of college, and he feels lucky as hell to land it. His very first assignment has been to make a preliminary presentation to upper management. He’s been working on...
Alice stood with her hands on her hips expecting me to continue. It didn't matter whether I stopped and handed her back the panties with the guilty look of someone who had been caught doing something they shouldn't, or continued stroking myself while smel...
I was waiting in trepidation to hear from Helen about when I’d be seeing her eighteen-year-old daughter, Alice, for the first time, and exactly what story Alice had been told about who I was, and what I would be doing. Alice and I needed to get on if we w...
Calm yourself. The quiet voice sounded in my mind through the pandemonium of panic and anxiety, bringing with it blissful silence. I checked my reflection in the bathroom mirror, thankful no one else was in the office's toilets to see my mini-meltdown. My...
As I travelled back home, I was nervously excited to know what tasks Helen had set me, but, as she had instructed, I didn’t look until I was in my flat, whereupon I ripped open the envelope. Inside was a folded sheet of paper, from which drifted the delig...
It was six years ago that I met Helen, then a thirty-seven-year-old widow with an eighteen-year-old daughter, Alice, in the sixth form at a private school, soon to sit her A-Levels. Seven years before that, Helen had lost her husband, and Alice her father...
Female’s P.O.V~ I wanted every piece of clothing to be gone from his skin, but not the apron. I wanted to see his naked body hidden behind the little fabric through which I could easily touch any part of him. Just imagining it drove me hornier. After remo...
Kevin is new to this upscale, vibrant neighborhood. The moving truck just left on this late summer afternoon, and he sits in the middle of stacks of boxes. He’s bewildered at being here, and overwhelmed by the last few weeks of lawyers, advisors, distant...
As the next activity was my choice, I told the girls that we tie Greg down and they could give him the full treatment and see how much more he can shoot to give Toni what she loves. The girls, however still wanted to be in charge. “Greg, you are not smoot...
The autumn glow from outside shone through the voiles and blinds and into the main bedroom. The warm light was shining on Miss Lexington as she undressed. She slowly took down her underwear, and once again, pushed her bottom out as she guided the lingerie...
Many women wear those super-tight yoga pants riding up the crotch. I call them painted-on pants. I also want to mention those low-rise, revealing shirts that show off most of the jug skin above the nipples, too. Those other young women without bras, with...
FEMALE’S P.O.V~ The day was supposed to be special for both of us, but my boss decided to spoil it by assigning last-minute work that had to be completed by Monday. So, instead of enjoying the day together, I found myself working in my bedroom while my bo...
It was the first Saturday of the month, a day that my wife, Amanda, refers to as "my time of the month." Amanda, of course, also has "her time of the month," but the expression has a different meaning for her than it does for me. However, it amuses Amanda...
A distinguished client of our realtor firm was looking for a home in the area. The job came to me due to my customer service skills. This client is very important, and I must make a good impression on her. We talked on the phone a couple of times and agre...
