Tag: High Heels

THE SATINATRIX

He had done it as his dare in a contest with work colleagues. He applied to Venus Vixenia “The Silken Sorceress of Submission” for a session. The application didn’t take much time or effort to fill out. He was surprised at how easy the whole process was. To prove he’d done it, he had to provide one photo for his friends of him being “Dominated”.

Outwardly he was a shallow, cynical person–a bit of a sneery type. But deep within, he craved to be controlled and nurtured. He was particularly attracted by This Lady’s statement that She loved to control Her “Subbies” using satin. “Soft and strong and Feminine” was Her banner. Read more…

Satin Goddess

i had just come home from work, it was Friday, and I went to check the mail. In the mail room i saw a Victoria’s Secret catalog and took it with me up to my apartment. my aroused member was already starting to engorge itself as i was trying to unlock the door to my apartment. i must confess….I couldn’t wait to see the Satin Panties that were waiting in the pages behind the cover! i immediately put the other mail on the counter; bills, subscriptions, credit card offers, and flyers from the supermarkets. i had no time for them. i sat down on the couch unbuttoned my pants and started to page through the catalog. Wow! hot stuff, for sure and my penis was absolutely steaming and was itching for me to touch it. i continued to gawk and gaze lustfully at mesmerizing lingerie, especially all the Panties. i worked myself into a frenzy, but i still planned to wait an hour or two (before I played with myself) so i could think about what i saw a little “harder” and a lot longer. Read more…

Prisoner of Passion

Part 1
Initiation

Pain.

It covered him from head to toe and pulled him back to consciousness.  After a moment he opened his eyes to the blurry world around him and tried to understand.  The memories came flooding back too fast for any comprehension.  Memories of his search for his friend and teammate, plunging into the enemy base, and then the fight….

They lost.  They lost the raid on the base and he was taken captive.

With comprehension sinking in, he tried to focus in on where he was now.  He moved his bruised arms and began to rub at his eyes, wiping away the sleep and willing the world into focus. Read more…

Planet Emerauda

matt was sleeping alone in his vacation cabin in the mountains. He and his wife had gotten into a horrible fight and he stormed out of the house. He was still angry! She wanted to share the financial duties in the household without his okay to make investment decisions, of all things . . . she was a woman! . . . what did she know about such things! But that was not how it was supposed to work. At least that was not the way it had worked when he was growing up. His dad made all those kind of decisions, and his mom never complained.  Read more…

The Pilgrimage

It s difficult to describe how excited mike felt each time he got just a block from Mistress Marquesa\’s home. As instructed, he always called Her on his cell phone from the airport as soon as he got off the plane and barked into it. It was a quick phone call he identified himself with the bark and She instructed him he had just 20 minutes to call Her from the pay phone near Her home.

As he left the terminal he told himself, like so many times before, that this was the last time. he would go through with it this time because he was already here but never again. No matter how many times he served at the beautiful, sexy, regal feet of Mistress Marquesa he never got used to it. he always felt an indescribable mix of anxiety, fear, nervousness, guilt, butterflies, but most prominently, excitement . . . most certainly, excitement where it counts most! Read more…

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