SLUT BOY: Stories of Female Domination by Lance Edwards
The voluptuous, buxom dominant beauties in this collection of Femdom Stories restrain their men... making them grovel at their feet and serve their every depraved desire. The action is hard-hitting, hot and graphic, including strap-on sex, anal sex, chastity, bondage, spanking, humiliation, torture, depravation, cross dressing, feminization, golden showers and so much more.
The Goddess Katia convinces her boyfriend to let her tie him up. In one amazing evening she breaks and trains him into her lifelong submissive. Then Nurse Stevens busts a crooked doctor... herself a former victim of sexual harassment, Nursing a Grudge, was never so sweet as when she restrains the unsuspecting doctor. In Taking Control, Rod betrays his submissive tendencies, and his wife is quick to capitalize on them, gaining one-hundred percent, absolute control over her husband.
Infatuated by an erotic dancer, this naïve man submits to becoming her slave in My First Time. Before long he's no more than a pet to this luscious vixen, locked in a cage and perpetually tortured. An Appropriate Punishment begins when - tantalized by his wife Britta's spanking - a man secretly begins buying fetish magazines and masturbating to them. When Britta discovers his secret stash, she makes all of his darkest dreams a daily reality. Payback's a Bitch! when this 'slut-boy' plays Skye and Tailer off each other, using their rivalry to his advantage. But the scheme backfires and it's not long before they team up to for a payback he'll never forget!
In Dirty Pool, a young man is left under the supervision of his second cousin Kelly, while his parents are away on vacation. When he's caught spying on Kelly and her friend they turn him into their pet submissive - which leads to a 'life sentence' under the control of an utterly divine Dominant Goddess. Spicing Things Up a Bit with his disinterested wife Gianna takes some amazing twists, when Dennis agrees to become her personal submissive and is cuckolded in the process.
Stroking my face lovingly, slowly and exquisitely rubbing my crushed prick with her crotch and my bound chest with her enormous breasts, Katia spoke down to me in an unanswerably stern yet devilishly playful manner that quickly had me hanging on her every word.
“You have been chosen. You now belong body and soul to Goddess Katia. And you will obey her absolutely! For the rest of eternity, your sole purpose is to provide your goddess with any and every conceivable pleasure. Nod with agreement, slave, and forever submit to my unlimited mastery!”
Frantically I nodded, so insanely aroused by this bizarre, almost gothic scene, not to mention the incomparably sexy woman writhing atop me, that I would have agreed the sun was green. Katia smiled gloatingly down at this unconditional surrender, and then she continued to both relentlessly stimulate and sternly instruct me.
“Good. Now then, as my lowly adoring subject, my blindly worshipping postulant, my utter eternal soul-slave, you will need a more appropriate name. From now on, slave, you will be known to your holy reigning goddess exclusively as ‘Slut-boy’.”
Goddess Katia laughed delightedly as the blood rushed into my face, betraying my humiliation at this ridiculous appellation.
“Oh my, look at the worm blush! You’re such a cute little Slut-boy! However shall I decide how to begin abusing you first?” Goddess pondered, and then she laughed again. “I know! I’ll start at the top! Then I’ll gradually work my way down, until I can finally claim your bottom!”
Rising up a bit, she slid forward. Disappointingly released, my wet prick burned both hot and cold and waggled at her back. But then all at once her front fell forward, as gorgeous Goddess Katia buried my helpless face deep in the treasured bounty of her bountiful breasts.
There could be nothing else like this. Pinned down and tightly bound beneath her, my helpless head crushed in her arms, my new goddess twisted and squirmed and smeared her heavenly endowment against my captive face. Firm, springy, delightfully yielding, those big hot bulbs of silky breast-flesh were alternately squashed and ground tight against me or slapped me briskly about. Amazingly protuberant, stiffened nipples scraped all over me, poking my eyes and abrading my lips where they miserably gripped their cruel gag-ball. Soon breathing became increasingly difficult, but I wouldn’t have traded my place for anywhere else in the world. Every once in a while Goddess would draw back a bit, jiggling her dangling, delicious melons right above my face. Taunting and tantalizing me, she’d allow me a minute of freer air, before once again using those fabulous breasts to slap, batter, squash, and bury me.
Perhaps this went on for twenty whole minutes. I don’t know; I was totally blown away. My erection remained ignored, a raging constant behind my goddess’s back. But even when she finally had her fill of breast-beating me, that pleading prick got no relief. Goddess Katia merely dropped my head and slid up higher, until she could treat my face to the same thing my cock had gotten momentarily, and now so wildly craved. Expertly she settled her tiny crotch astride my mouth, until her wet open lips met mine. Then without ado she began humping and squirming and bucking on the connecting gag-ball.
Her weight crushed me into the pillow, and her hands pulled hard as they knotted in my hair. Copious secretions slathered my cheeks, and ran through the perforated ball into my mouth. For what was surely at least a half an hour then, my glorious goddess humped away, fucking my face until she at last cried out a respectable initial orgasm. Then she climbed abruptly off.
Tall taper candles burned on the headboard, and Goddess Katia seized one. She knelt beside my captive body and gave me the most unsettling look, one composed of faltering phony compassion being overwhelmed by unholy delight.
“Oh, we’re having so much fun already, Slut-boy! Don’t you think? But I’m afraid I’m going to have to hurt you now a little bit. Really, it’s only fair. Didn’t you enjoy the way I used my tits? I thought you did. Well, now I want to enjoy yours! You’ve got such nice, big, soft red nipples. But unfortunately you also have all those disgusting hairs growing out around them. And that’s gross. No slut of mine can be so hairy! Let me clean you up a bit. We’ll call this a baptism of fire performed by your holy reigning goddess!”
Holy Reigning Goddess performed her sacrament deliberately. Slowly, methodically, she ceremoniously used the bright yellow flame of her candle to completely singe away the sparse chest hair that she felt was dirtying me.
Thomas Roche, www.skidroche.com