Degradation Stories

You aren’t shy at all as you appear in my hallway, the door left purposely open for you, so as to avoid what I imagine to be the awkward moment of opening the front door to you.I’ve never been in this situation before and I’m not sure how it starts. But you know and all is well.After five or six polite words you grab my hair and manipulate my head to show me who has the control here. “I don’t have it and I never wanted it...

I want you and I’m going to get you. We’ve just decided that actually we’re crazy about each other but you don’t know me like that and this lust for you, it’s taken me by surprise.Your hand is on my face, it’s gentle and I like it.I want to show you more though and as I drop to my knees I gain this look, it tells you that I’m not like other girls, none that you’ve known anyway.“Slap my face” I ask you with sweetness stari...