A Foot Fetish Fantasy: Massaging My Dominant Secretary’s Feet
I want to clarify that the story I’m about to tell you is, alas, only a product of my imagination. The object of my Foot
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I want to clarify that the story I’m about to tell you is, alas, only a product of my imagination. The object of my Foot
Today, I’m going to tell you how I became the personal assistant to a magnificent woman, the domineering Boss of a medium-sized company. I didn’t
I received the email from my neighbor, a Lesbian Dominatrix and my future Mistress the following afternoon while I was at the office. “Here’s
For several weeks, I’ve been spending time with a young woman, very beautiful, charming, and someone who drives me pretty crazy. The only thing is,
It is almost, the evening, and I’m Petrified. As evening falls, I’m frozen with fear. What if my neighbor, that stunning Lesbian Dominatrix, were
I am a submissive who enjoys evenings where women dominate men. My most recent night out was a success because I met a stunning Dominatrix
Every time I pass by my neighbor, I can’t help but steal glances at her, out of the corner of my eye, discreetly, thanks to
I slowly regained my senses in the car that was taking me back to my Dominatrix Mistress. The director was working on an important and
I slowly came to my senses in the car that was bringing me back to my Dominatrix Mistress. I arrived at my Mistress’s place at
Then, she left quietly, leaving me kneeling on the doormat, like a good little submissive man. The doorbell rang about an hour later. She opened