I am naked and lying on my back. My head rests within the confines of Robin's queening chair, which is shaped like a box, its sides enclosed around me. I'm grateful for the padded bottom side separating my head from the floor. I'd find the contraption cla...
My husband made me a queening chair for my birthday. We enjoyed using it for a femdom weekend on our anniversary. An unintentional revelation gave me an opportunity to create an extra birthday surprise for him. The weekend between our anniversary and his...
For my birthday, my husband had made me a facesitting throne. Knowing how much effort it took to make it, I suggested we might also use it for some femdom on our anniversary weekend. We had explored both sides of dominance, and this would be an occasion t...
“Tell me!” I demanded, watching his cock bob in frustration as I looked up at him from between his legs. He whimpered as I applied another long lick from balls to tip. I had him on the edge, right where I wanted him. He would either answer my question or...
