maledom/femsub
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I didn’t know when it had started – Or maybe I did. No, I definitely did, and it was definitely my fault. There were few ways a story could end when it started with a stranger walking in on me with my hand down my pants, letting the rocking of the train choose the rhythm…
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“Run.” I was gone from your arms even before the rumble of the word had finished vibrating against my throat. My hair lashed behind me in the wind, my laugh disappearing behind me with it – But you weren’t laughing. I made the mistake of glancing behind me for just a second, seeing for myself…
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I sighed, leaning my head back – My master’s hand stopped me, pushing my neck back upright. “Wait, Mia.” I sighed, too warm with contentment to bother complaining. I shifted slightly, the movement sending a brief spark of pleasure through me as the tail plug pressed into a new position. The comb slipped through my…
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When you told me not to wear underwear to dinner, I wasn’t surprised. We didn’t do it all the time, sure but it wasn’t unheard of either. Then you banned me from speaking without permission. And to wear my remote control plug. That was new. And it was how I found myself now, staring blankly…
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It all started with your voice, whispered low in my ear. “What are you looking for?” My finger stopped on the spine of the book in front of me, trailing downwards as you pulled my attention away. “Professor Alexander? What are you doing here?” I tried to play dumb even as my heart began to…
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I remember the look in your eyes as you walked over. You were terrifying. But really, it wasn’t my fault. You’d left me alone, which was never a good idea, and I was innocent enough that I couldn’t be 100% sure that the man running his hand along my thigh wasn’t just being friendly. Or,…
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Even without looking at my reflection, the humiliation of what you were doing to me still simmered under my skin, each flare of it a new thrill. You’d caught on, of course. “Don’t break eye contact, puppy.” I whimpered, trying to figure out how I could convince you not to do this. “Dogs find direct…
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“Confess.” The worst part was the darkness. I had nothing to go on but your voice, and you always held that steady. “Sir, can we –” “I said confess.” Then again, the worst part might be what you were asking me to admit to – my darkest, most humiliating fantasies. I swallowed hard, trying to…
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“Remember your poses?” I nodded. “Good. Show me ‘collar me’.” My breath caught in my throat, even as my fingers skimmed the back of my neck, pulling the hair up and out of the way. My legs trembled, ready to collapse onto my knees as was expected of me – But I found myself frozen.…
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One month of silence passed like the falling tide, taking the ache of you receding with each passing moment. But it never disappeared. And then you called. “Hi, Mia.” “Hi.”“I know I’ve… I’m sorry –” “Just be honest.” “The treatment isn’t working. She…” “Come over.” I hung up, sticky disgust curdling in my stomach where…