Dehumanization of a Submissive Male (8)
In the dim light, I realized I was locked in with men who noticed my presence. They were all on all fours.
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In the dim light, I realized I was locked in with men who noticed my presence. They were all on all fours.
That evening, Richard wanted to do things right before visiting the marvelous Dominatrix Goddess. He ironed his only suit before putting it on. Before
Across the table, in this café, she gazes at me with a cruel amusement in her eyes. She’s elegantly in her forties, perhaps a bit
It’s been several months since Jessica, my dominant wife, and I have made love. We’ve been married for six years. Although she’s only 34 and
Back home, Angélique can’t stop imagining Richard cleaning her boots. She’s impatient for tomorrow to see the result. She’s discovering new sensations and loves what
My new Mistress just asked me if I was ready to accept everything under her orders. Without even taking time to think, I tell
As she quietly sips her tea in the living room, Angélique reflects that she has everything to be happy—or almost. She is a beautiful
I’m going to tell you in this text how I ended up as the slave of an unknown Dominatrix. It all started a few years
My new dominant Mistress, a Lesbian Dominatrix, did not lie to me. The apron does not fail to irritate my glans with every movement I
I must go today to the home of my dominatrix secretary. I have no other information. So, it’s with a slight anxiety that I head