Tag: member submitted Erotica

He was helpless, naked against the wall in the silence of the perfumed room.
His arms and legs were spread wide, held by silken cords.
They had been tightened to the point where no movement was possible,fastened at elbows and wrists, ankles and knees.
A leather gag stifled all hope of sound from his lips. And from his naked body jutted his erect penis, rigid and straining. At its base a a narrow strap was cinched tight, cutting into the flesh, preventing the blood from easily exiting the stimulated organ.
The room was luxurious, sensual. Deep piled crimson carpet, heavy green and gold velvet drapes, elegant chairs and lounges. Along one wall was an antique table backed by an ornate mirror.The door opened and two young women entered.

‘Hey look Carol, he’s here just as Linda promised’, smiled the blonde. She was tall and willowy, her thick blonde hair swinging well down her back from a high ponytail.
‘Oh yummy,’ laughed her companion, an Asian girl with her beautiful blue-black hair cut in a shining bob. They crossed the room to where he hung motionless. His eyes followed their progress even though he could not move his head due to the strap around it. Carol then reached out and caressed his naked body, her fingers feathering over his skin. He flinched at her touch.
‘Hey, Sally, I think that he’s ticklish,’ she gloated to her friend.
‘Mmmm, that could be interesting later – but let’s explore what Linda left ready for us first.’
Both girls dropped below his level of sight. He then felt their fingers on his penis, moving it, touching , exploring.
‘Oh Carol he’s just the right size and beautifully shaped. How did Linda find one so perfect?’
‘Well, she has been looking for a while. But I have to agree- this is a perfect pencil dick. It certainly wouldn’t be suitable for much else. Do you want to have first go Sally?’
‘Ok I think I would like to get down to it.’

The helpless male then felt the warm silk of Sally’s hair sweep across his groin, followed by soft lips caressing the head of his penis, sliding over it. There was the soft warmth of the bottom lip at his frenum, the too brief flicker of a tongue tip, then the warm contact of lips again enveloping the head.

‘Well, what do you think Carol?’ The girls were still below his sight level.
‘Oh yes – that’s good. I want to have a go now.’
Again the bound male felt the soft lips caressing his penis head, encircling it, closing on it, rubbing gently against it. ‘How about that?’ ‘No, I don’t think so – it’s not quite right. Let’s try something else.’ He then felt a soft fabric envelope his penis, gently rubbing it, teasing and tickling. At that moment the door opened and another young woman entered the room. She was tall, buxom and her and her shining auburn hair was cut in a classic long pageboy style, resting on her shoulders and curving under.
‘Sally, Carol, sorry I got held up, but I trust you are finding some entertainment’
‘Hi Linda, yes we’re really enjoying ourselves here. We’ve already tried our first sample. What do you think?’
The tree women met in the middle of the room. Linda examined Sally and Carol’s faces.
‘Oh yes, nice for you Sally – not quite yours though Carol. Doesn’t matter though. There are about 30 different ones there and the other girls are all bringing some.’

‘We were just about to try another,’ smiled Sally. ‘Which one do you think?’
‘How about that ‘Carmine Tease’ – that would go great with Carol’s dark hair.
‘Hmm – yes that might go nicely.’
Sally picked up an object and held it up. A gold lipstick tube. She removed the lid then slowly screwed up the rich red tube of colour. Watching the bound male intently, she touched the tube to her lips, and then flicked out her tongue to taste it.
‘Oh I think this will be a nice one to wear. It’s so creamy and rich. Do you like this one?’
She held it up under the nose of the helpless captive. The three girls laughed. Sally dropped down, and he felt fingers around his penis again, then the feel of something cold and creamy gliding over the head. Linda then produced a lipstick brush and bent down to join Sally. He then felt the soft brush joining with the lipstick as the creamy cosmetic was applied thickly to his straining organ. Linda seemed to delight in using the brush under the head, lightly stroking the sensitive frenum. After a minute the two women stood up again.

‘Beautiful,’ smiled Carol. ‘I really like that colour.’ She bent down and again he was teased by soft lips encircling his penis, caressing, enveloping, transferring the creamy lipstick to her lips.
‘Do you have a small mirror Linda?’ Carol asked. One was produced and handed down to her. Shortly after Carol stood up and faced the others. ‘What do you think of this?’
‘Much better gorgeous, much better,’ smiled Linda.
Sally was looking at their captives’ penis. She smiled.
‘Carol, how about some lip-gloss?’
She reached down and her finger lightly touched the end of the penis. When she held it up her fingertip was covered in clear fluid. Carol parted her lips, allowing Sally to gently smear the fluid over them, making them shine wetly.
Again the door opened and four more women entered.
‘Come on in girls and join the fun,’ laughed Linda. ‘We have Carmine on test at present. Might need a re-coat though. Anyone who wants to try it go ahead. Then I’ve got a nice lilac colour with spangles in it that I would like to try.

Original story & art work by Longbob © CollarNcuffs.com

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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Ken’s car pulled up before the house in the quiet street. His excitement had grown during his journey here. Inside that house was a fantasy come true. Two days before while he was working in his office his secretary Monica had come in and perched herself on the edge of his desk. Now Monica was a knockout. Tall, slim and blonde. Legs that went on forever. Breasts that weren’t huge but always seemed about to poke their pointed nipples through her blouse. And hair – a beautiful long pageboy, full fringe down brushing her eyes, and the ends down resting on her shoulders and always rolling under perfectly. Hair full of movement and weight – beautiful!
“Ken, I saw on your file that it’s your birthday in 2 days. Now I’ve talked to the other girls here and if you aren’t busy on that day we’d really like to give you a treat”
Ken couldn’t believe his ears. A treat – from the girls here in the office! Six of the hottest chicks around. And he had thought they didn’t like him. Well he certainly wasn’t doing anything else on the day – a Friday. Or for the whole weekend.
So it had been arranged and now he was actually here!
He hurried up the steps and rang the bell. After a few seconds the door opened. There stood Monica. She was wearing a red leather body suit with matching high heel boots up over her knees. Her hair gleamed under the light. She leaned forward an gave him a lingering kiss. He tasted her lipstick, inhaled her perfume.
“ Ken, how lovely. Happy birthday -come in. The girls are waiting for you”
Going down the passage way he came into the lounge room There were the girls from work, waiting for him. He walked into the room and was greeted warmly.

“Happy birthday, Ken,” the girls chorused, then one at a time came up to him and gave him a kiss. Not a peck on the cheek, but breath stopping caresses of luscious lips against his, tongues probing. He could feel the delicious lipstick taste building up on his lips, could smell the perfume from hair and body,could feel hair and silk and leather against him.He felt himself becoming aroused.
Chris walked up to him. She was a Veronica Lake look alike, her beautiful long blonde hair always draping across her face, covering one eye and rolled under in a gleaming silken wave as it rested over her breasts and down her back.
“Oh Ken what’s this?” she smiled, rubbing her hand across the protrusion in the front of his trousers. “Looks like you are enjoying yourself already. Would you mind if we had a look at this?”
A bit embarrassed he feebly tried to back away but was gently stopped by the other girls. Chris dropped to her knees and un-zipped his trousers. He felt her long warm fingers gently extracting his engorged penis.
“Hey girls just look at this. Who would have thought our Ken had such a great tool?” In truth it was very ordinary but the girls had their own agenda under way.
“Wow,” exclaimed Denise, a willowy vixen with a gleaming copper coloured bob. “Thats a beauty”
“Oh yes,” breathed Monica. “I think he might like his present now. Would you like us to give you it now Ken? Its something very personal from us and you will just LOVE it.”
Now highly aroused, Ken nodded and mumbled his agreement. The girls gently ushered him into the bedroom. Once there they began to strip off his clothes. When he was naked they pushed him back on the bed. Monica sat on it beside him. Kirstan, a girl with her long red hair held up in a high ponytail, played with his penis. The other girls were gathered around.
“Ken sweetie, for your birthday we all wanted to give you sex,” purred Monica.
He could not believe what he was hearing!
“ But it didn’t seem practical for us all to fuck you, so we decided we would all contribute to making you cum. Just like Kirstan is doing now. Does that sound nice to you?” Numbly he nodded his head, his whole being concentrated on the gentle stroking Kirstan was performing on him.

Now Kirstan was joined by Alice, a petite Asian girl. Her gleaming blue-black hair fell down her back like a flowing oil. She was now tickling his balls. Ken automatically began to reach down to where she was busy.
“No, no -you will spoil your present if you do that,” scolded Denise.
“I’ve got something that will help with that problem,” exclaimed Linda. Another brunette, she wore her hair long and straight, falling to her waist. Her long straight fringe fell smoothly to her eyebrows. She went from the room then reappeared. In her hands were four long silken scarves. Keeping one herself she handed the others to the girls. Before he knew what was happening Ken was bound to the head and foot of the bed. The scarves were soft and silky, but pulled tight by the girls they made him completely helpless.
Monica laughed softly.
“Just think of it as gift wrapping,” she giggled. “don’t worry sweetie -it’s only while we give you your present”
From then on the helpless male was subject to merciless teasing. The girls were careful not to let him cum, but again and again brought him to the brink. His balls were now aching.
At one stage as Chris worked on him she noticed his eyes darting to her beautiful hair falling across her face and shoulders. Intuitively she lowered her hair to his engorged penis and was rewarded with a strangled groan of frustration. Taking there cue from her some of the other girls began to use their hair as well. He was now begging for release, pleading and groaning. The girls ignored him, chattering and laughing among themselves, suggesting new and ever more creative torments.
Eventually Monica spoke to him.
“Now would you like your present -would you like to cum”
“Oh please yes please please please!” he moaned.
“Shall I girls?” Monica smiled around at them. They laughed, and gave her their assent.
With gentle but firm strokes she soon had him to the point of orgasm and to cries of glee from the other girls he exploded.
As the orgasm finished he relaxed back onto the bed. Monica and the other girls stroked his body.He became aware that Monica was speaking to him.
“Did you enjoy that -was that nice?”
“Oh yes,” he groaned, “oh yes yes yes! That was just the most awesome thing ever to happen to me.”
“I’m so glad” she murmured stroking his face gently. He relaxed, then realized he was still bound to the bed.
“Could you let me go now please?”
“Of course. But tell me first – would you like to have that present for every birthday?”
“Of course I would – I loved it!”
“O.K. sweetie, you’ve got it. According to the file at work you just turned 32. We just gave you one present. That means we still need to give you 31 more. I hope you can stand up to it though. Girls ,get on your phones. See if you can get some more girls in to help. Meanwhile we’ll start on him again”
He was just starting to scream as Chris pushed a ball of silk into his mouth.

Original story & art work by Longbob © CollarNcuffs.com

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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David walked up the driveway to the old farm. It hadn’t changed much from the days when he used to come here as a kid. Still the same old orchard, the same trees around the house, the steep hill out the back He had spent time here as a boy, visiting his cousins who had lived here. Amanda, Sam, Claire and Alice. All older than he was. He hadn’t seen them for nearly eight years. Now Amanda, the eldest, had inherited the farm, and the girls had invited him up for a reunion.

As he got close to the house four figures emerged. All female, tall, dressed in jeans and T-shirts or crop tops. They greeted him warmly. “David, David, how good to see you again. My, you have grown into a spunky man.”
This came from Amanda, the eldest of the four. She was a 22-year-old blonde. Her long golden hair was parted on one side, and a gleaming fall swept down covering almost half her face before resting on her breasts where it rolled smoothly under. It was a style that spoke of lots of time spent in front of a mirror and of pride in her hair.

The other three girls stood grinning at him. Claire and Alice were identical twins of 19. There hair too was golden, and both wore it waist length, straight and free, with long deep eye-skimming fringes. The last of the four girls, Sam, had her red hair in a long pageboy style, the ends of the burnished copper silk resting heavily on her shoulders before gently rolling under.
All four girls exuded a sensuality that almost smoldered. How they had matured – they were all gorgeous. They escorted him into the house and made him welcome. That evening they sat around and reminisced about the days when they had played together at this place.
“Remember cowboys and Indians?” laughed Sam.
“Cowboy” corrected David.
Vaguely disturbing images came back to him of those games. He was always the cowboy captured by the four Indian maidens. He always ended up tied up while the girls devised ever more painful and humiliating punishments for him. And they were always reluctant to let him go. But there were also the pleasant memories – fishing, eating fruit in the orchard, rolling over and over down the steep hill behind the farm.

The next day it was decided to have a picnic lunch at the top of the steep hill. After lunch they all relaxed on the grass. David had brought a book to read, as had Amanda. The other girls were talking together. Claire took a comb and sitting behind Alice began to comb out her long blonde hair. They were close to David and he could hear the soft hiss as the comb glided down the beautiful blonde silk. Sam now sat in front of Alice, applying a coating of lipstick to Alice’s’ pouting lips David struggled to contain his mounting excitement Wow, this was so erotic. He could feel himself becoming aroused, so rolled onto his stomach. Pretending to be still reading his book, he instead fixed his gaze on the sensual tableau in front of him.

Clever, but not clever enough. After a couple of minutes Sam spoke.
“Hey, David’s perving on us. He’s staring – seen something you like, have you?”
Three other heads swung to look at him.
“He’s pretending to read his book, but he isn’t,” Sam continued, “he’s really been staring at us. And he’s just rolled over onto his stomach. Bet if we looked he’d have a hard-on.”

A smile spread over Amanda’s face, and Claire and Alice giggled.
“Roll over, David,” commanded Amanda.
Red faced, David muttered something about ‘reading his book’ and stayed as he was, aware of the telltale pole that would be visible if he did roll over.
“Alright, we’ll do it the more interesting way – roll him over girls.”
Before he could move the four girls were upon him. He was no match for them and was easily rolled over. Claire and Alice held one arm each, and Amanda sat on his legs. Sam knelt beside him and patted down his groin. Immediately, like a brass rubbing, his erection showed through his trousers. The girls chortled in triumph.
“Oh dear, you are a naughty boy,” admonished Amanda. What are we going to do with you? What do you think girls?“
“Well,” Sam smiled as she still caressed his erection, ” I think we should have a look at this. I would really love to see how our little David has developed over the years. Let’s strip him.”
At this the girls grabbed for his clothes. David bucked and twisted but to no avail. He was quickly stripped naked, and again found himself helpless in their grip, naked and exposed. Sam now sat astride his chest. She leaned across him to pick something up. As she did so her heavy hair, fragrant and soft, enveloped his face. His penis throbbed to life again.
“Well how about we start with this?”
She held up the lipstick she had been using on Alice. Slowly, watching his reaction, she unscrewed in front of him.
“Like it David – I think it’s your colour, isn’t it? Let’s try it and see.”
David twisted and squirmed as she brought the tube near his lips. Immediately Amanda grasped his testicles and squeezed.
“O.K. David you keep very still and let Sam make your lips nice – otherwise you are going to have a lot of pain here.”
Sam began to apply the lipstick to the mouth of the suddenly docile boy. The other girls laughed and taunted him.
“Oh sweetie, that is your colour,” laughed Claire. Sam finished and put the tube down, looking critically at her handiwork, and smiling in approval.
“Hey, I think we should do some more work on David. I didn’t bring a book up here and need something to do. How about we tie him in the triangle like we used to -they will still be there,” Alice suggested. The girls readily agreed, and David found himself being dragged to a group of three small trees that he remembered only too well. They were spaced at just the right distance apart to allow a victim to be spread on the ground, bound hands strapped to the base of one tree and legs spread and ankles bound to two others. The girls were able to quickly produce tights to do the binding with and he was soon stretched tightly on the ground. Helpless and with his legs apart exposing his genitals to their tender mercies.

Alice, Claire and Sam then busied themselves devising torments for their hapless victim. Amanda was content to sit and watch, enjoying the entertainment and taunting David. Alice had produced a couple of pink ribbons and these were used to tie around David’s’ testicles, one around each. They were tied low down on each sack and pulled tight, causing David to cry out in pain. Sam then amused herself flicking the now purple sacks with her beautifully manicured fingernails. All four girls laughed as he moaned and writhed, trying in vain to escape the tormenting nails.

Amanda now rummaged through her bag and produced her brush, along with another object that she threw to Sam.
“See if you can make use of that,” she smiled and began to brush her hair. Sam caught the object and held it out for the twins to see. It was a metal ponytail grip, beautifully made and enameled, with sharp teeth and a strong spring.
“Well, we certainly can’t use it on this as it is,” pouted Claire, fingering David’s now shrunken penis. “Let’s see if we can get some life back into it.”

The three girls began to tease the timid organ, gradually coaxing it back to erection. Their skillful fingers played and stroked, teased and tickled, until, despite David’s pain and humiliation, it stood rigid. Then, as the others laughed and encouraged her, Sam placed the strong springed clip around the helpless organ, allowing the teeth to dig in down the tender underside. David writhed and groaned in pain. Sam moved the clip, allowing the teeth to score more of the tender skin. The girls all laughed at David’s discomfort, enjoying every second of their entertainment.

Leaving Sam and Alice to the joys of the torment – they were now forcing flowers into their victims urethra, Claire went to the picnic hamper and returned with a small packet.
“Look at what I’ve got – we can do some Chinese torture now,” she smiled, producing a packet of toothpicks. They went to their victims’ feet and began to force the toothpicks under his toenails. They did it slowly and deliberately, savouring every scream from his lips.

“Oh David, do hold still. How can we get these into the best position if you keep wriggling? Oh, did that one hurt a lot. Poor sweetie. What happens if I move this one around under here – oh, beautiful – you scream like a girl! Sam, maybe we could give him a manicure and take a nail off- hee hee – doesn’t like that idea does he?”
Amanda got up.
“He squeals like a girl, doesn’t he?’ she laughed, and then tiring of the entertainment, wandered off to the side of the hill. There she stood, staring of into space, as David’s screams got louder. She turned and sauntered back to where the other three girls were busy enjoying themselves.
“Girls,” she said, “I think maybe poor David has had enough for today.”
“Oh, not yet,” pouted Sam. “We’re just getting started.” She began rearranging the flowers sticking out of his penis, provoking another bout of moans and sobs.
“Well, lets give him a choice,” Amanda smiled. “David, would you like us to stop playing with you?”
“Yes, oh yes please stop it please,” he pleaded.
“Well, my sisters will be disappointed, but maybe if you let them do one last thing, they will stop. Let me think. I know – how about a rolley- poley down the hill like we used to do. You’ve done that a lot before haven’t you? And you used to love it. Would that be ok? Rolley -poley, or more play with my sisters?”
“Yes, yes – down the hill,” he gasped
The other girls were now looking a bit nonplussed, but catching the wink from Amanda joined in the game. Acting together, they carried their struggling victim across to the top of the step hill and lowered him to the ground. As they did so Amanda nodded down the hill. Her sisters followed her gaze and broke into giggles.
“Oh yes, good one ‘Manda,” laughed Sam.
“We just need to get him ready now’” said Amanda. “I think perhaps we need to make sure he stays nice and straight as he rolls. Perhaps a branch ….”
A few minutes later saw David tied to a rigid pole in such a way that he was prevented from curling up into a fetal position. He would stay in the position he was launched in until he reached the bottom of the hill. Alice wasn’t happy though.
“Look at this’” she pouted, flicking David’s shrunken penis. “I think this should share in the joys ahead.”
“Yes,” laughed Sam, her copper hair gleaming as she moved her head, “let’s get his cock involved.” So saying she began to tease it with her fingers. The other girls quickly joined in, stroking and teasing him to hardness. Alice began to tickle him with her hair and Claire quickly followed her example. When he was rigid Sam took a length of ribbon and loping it around the base of his penis, pulled it tight before tying it off. “There, that should keep it up until he reaches the bottom. Ready for your roll, David?” He nodded tearfully, glad that his ordeal was nearly over. The girls moved him into position. David looked down he long hill. Then just as they pushed him he began to scream, and scream….

The four girls watched his progress from the top of the hill.
“It’s interesting how things change over the years,” observed Amanda.
“Yes,” agreed Claire. “There never used to be a single stinging nettle around here. Now look – the whole hill is just covered in them!”

Original story & art work by Longbob © CollarNcuffs.com

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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He wasn’t nervous. Nervousness is about self-preservation, concern for safety. No, the feeling inside him was quite the opposite. It was exhilaration, thrill at the risk of meeting a true dominant sadist. She told him to meet her at a West Village bar. Good. Somewhere she’d be comfortable. They recognized one another just outside the door. She led him all the way to the back room, dark and isolated, motioned for him to share a sofa. Even better. His imagination began to run free there in the cushioned privacy. The woman was beautiful, tall, and strong. Friendly yet a little cautious. He answered her very first question before it was spoken – he had found her blog by clicking through her post on another site. It was clear she was being careful not to spook the prey. How could he tell her that he was already imprinted and wide open to her? He described a science fiction story, “The Perfect Mate.” A person is created solely to bond perfectly with an intended betrothed, to internalize and satisfy all the desires of the betrothed. He hoped thus to let her know that while she might move carefully, he was already caught. She asked more questions, listened carefully, understood and related to his experiences. She shared her own life story. They joked and laughed together, and talked about many aspects of a Mistress-slave relationship. Other guests began to fill the back room and if some caught drift of their conversation, only an occasional smile betrayed that knowledge. She asked about his post on gags; silence, yes, and helpless drool, but best of all, he wrote, once a gag is in place, there are no safewords. This led to her belief in RACK, not SSC. He was so grateful that she required total control. She had written to him about interrogation, about making him tell her where he hid the microfiche. He said he would tell her right away, so they could both focus on enjoying a long hard interrogation itself. From interrogation, the conversation turned to tasers and other electric toys. Along the way, she revealed she enjoyed not only the sound and pain of various implements, but the beautiful marks on skin they left behind. Responding to her question on his slavery, he told her about the kite. It may seem, he said, that the string holds the kite down. A child might want to cut the string to set the kite free. But in fact, it is the very tension in the string that lets the kite fly. Cut it, and the kite flutters to the ground. He then handed her a short length of rope, a token, in case she ever wanted to set him free. If any of the neighbors had suspected their mutual interests, the rope in her hand removed all doubt. She asked about his own desires. In reply, he described the “Stepford boyfriend.” Eager to please, with built-in defaults as to what might gratify the typical woman. Those ideas were there only as placeholders until she made her own personal tastes known to him. Invited to offer his own questions, he asked if she preferred the art of shibari, or cruel effectiveness of handcuffs. She laughed and replied she enjoyed both equally. She also liked buckle straps so she could hang a slave by the wrists. When he inquired, she assured him they locked, and the clips were out of reach as well. She also owns a straitjacket and sjambok. He asked if the straitjacket might cover up too much of the body. She replied it was for times she wished to work over a slave from the waist down. To show her that everything was hers to take, he was careful to betray all possible defenses. He told her about the “masochist’s secret.” If a masochist gets in trouble with a sadist, the trick is to lie still, stop struggling, do nothing to arouse the sadist’s further violence. Telling her about that trick, he could never then use it; she knew and he would have no escape. Instead, he told her, he had a different challenge-how to display enough to gratify her sadist’s desires and trigger lust for more, but not so much as to ever make her relent. When they left the bar, she took out a pack of cigarettes. She had mentioned she smoked so he made sure to have matches; he leaned forward swiftly to offer her a light. They walked for a while, enjoying the cool night. As they rode the train together, he offered his hand to her. She wrapped the rope around his thumb, playing with him. When they parted, he waited on the platform for the train to leave, his bare wrists crossed before him. She waved goodbye, the rope in her hand.

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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He wasn’t quite sure how long it was but he heard footsteps on the stairs and the bedroom door opened. Shannon was the first through the door and then Andy Green followed behind her. She pointed at the ceiling, “That’s what I am talking about, that mark up there I want it to disappear, and I think it is some kind of watermark. That means you will have to come here next week and strip the roof, and retile it with under felt. Come on down stairs and we will talk about it among other things over a drink.” Shannon smiled into the mirror and pouted, then followed Andy Green out of the door. Once again she was leaving him alone with his thoughts.

The thought of Shannon making love with one of the Greens, was more upsetting than her having sex with a total stranger. He started thinking, ‘for a start that Andy would go back and tell the rest of the family that he had shagged Miss Shannon. From then on they would all look at him, thinking that he was no good in bed. He would have to leave Shannon, and once more be in exile in the city, only coming home at the weekends, and going before they arrived for work. That of course was only if he came up to Shannon’s standard, if he didn’t then he would have to leave. Why was she testing him like this, and why with the very people that he hated? Paul’s moral was at rock bottom, and his head dropped thinking about the inevitable. He then thought ‘that maybe it was because of the love for this Andy Green she had him operated on. My God then there is no chance of a clean operation and she will have him done all the way. She can then have this Andy Green all the time without worrying about him. Fuck what a mess as I haven’t got a hope in hell because it’s been a bloody set up from the start. She has been having an affair with the Green boy, while I have been in London working.’

It was over an hour before the door opened once more, and Shannon walked into the room. She was wearing a short black skirt; that was just above the knees, with black tights, and knee length black patent leather boots. She also had on a white blouse; that was in no way intended to hide the black bra she wore, or the shape of her body. Paul knew this was her sexiest way of dressing, and it was always a turn on for him and she knew it. She was going all out to thrill this green boy, she was hot for sex, and Paul’s heart sank to an all time low. It was only a guess that the door was closed, because it was out of his vision. Paul found that he could not move his head from side to side because of the hard sponge that his head was resting inside. He was left with a sort of channel vision that covered the center third of the room. He heard a sound at the door end, and Shannon looked up sharp and said “Now do as I say and stand by the door. You must do as I say, or you will not reap the benefits of my body. Before I go ahead with this infidelity, I want you to take off your shirt and let me see your chest.” On hearing this he knew that she was going ahead with the show; that she had carved out for his benefit.

“How’s this” a voice asked?

“Let me come over and feel that huge hairy chest of yours, but remember no touching until I say so.” She looked towards the mirror and pouted, then walked over and out of sight. “Oh wow what a beautiful body I must see more, let me get on my knees and check you out lover.”

On hearing this Paul stated to shed a tear, as never before had she ever called anyone lover except him. ‘This is the end’ he thought ‘now I really do have to fight for her love, or remain like a girl for the rest of my life.’

“As you are down there Miss Shannon, why don’t you undo my belt and check out the rest of me?”

Paul could hear rustling and then a shirt was thrown past the mirror and then a belt went in the same direction. ‘Oh no Paul thought she is on her knees stripping him of his clothes. He heard a zip being pulled and an exclamation, “My God that looks big! Kick your shoes off, and then take your legs out of the jeans. I want to see what is inside those jockey shorts, it looks enormous.” A moment later he saw her hand throw the jeans in the same direction as the other clothes. There was more rustling and he heard her scream with delight, “I don’t think I have had one this big before?” Then some black shorts passed the mirror and dropped out of sight.

“Why don’t you hold it, and feel it get harder?”

Paul imagined that Shannon had taken hold of his manhood, as she was now purring with delight. “I’ll bet you would like me to put this in my mouth like a fat lolly, and suck the spunk right out of you, am I correct?”

“Now that would be nice Miss Shannon, I could push it all the way down your throat, and make you swallow all my spunk when I cum in your mouth, just before I make you sore between your legs.”

“You really know how to talk to a lady, but you will have to wait while I show you what you are going to put that thing into.” She must have stood up because she now walked back into Paul’s view, looking at the mirror as she passed with a wicked smile, and once more she pouted.

“Now you must stay by the door, while I get ready to accept that huge thing that you have between your legs.”

“I’ll bet your Paul has not got one as big as mine, and that’s why I have to come here to satisfy you.”

There was no answer from Shannon, she just said “Turn the music on” and a few seconds later Paul heard music. Shannon started to move her body and start to unbutton the blouse from top to bottom. Paul just looked, he wanted to close his eyes but his brain would not let him, the sight of her stripping for this man was hypnotizing him. The front of the blouse was now open and she let it stay that way while she seductively put her hands in front of her, and then one by one Shannon undid the buttons on the cuffs. She then turned her back on them both and slowly let the blouse fall off of her shoulders, then looking over her shoulder at them both, she gave a little pout, and let it drop to the floor. Then turning to face them both, she started to gyrate to the music once more.

Shannon’s hands went to her back and the way she was moving her arms, Paul knew that she was unzipping the skirt. It was then that Paul noticed that Shannon was moving her eyes, from the door to him in the wardrobe. When she looked towards the door her eyes were always facing him. She was stripping for Andy Green’s pleasure, while taunting and hurting him with her eyes burning into his very soul. He had never seen this side of Shannon before, wickedly cruel, flaunting her beautiful body in front of this stranger, or was he a stranger?

Was this the first time, or had this happened many times before, once again Paul felt self inflicted pain by his own wicked thoughts. Paul watched as Shannon took her hands away and let the skirt fall to the floor. His heart missed a beat; it was not tights, but stocking and suspenders with black lace panties. Shannon then put one foot on the bed and unzipped the boot, it was slow and all the time she was looking at herself in the mirror. That was it Paul thought she was not looking at him, but herself in the mirror, what the fuck does it matter he asked. She then put that leg down and kicked off the boot then put the other foot on the bed. Shannon repeated the ritual, and then once more started twisting her body to the music.

Her hands went behind her back, and Paul knew instinctively that Shannon was unclipping the bra. He saw it go slack and once more the wicked smile, then both hands were pushed forward tugging the bra with it. Her breasts dropped a little as she let go of the bra, and then she cupped her breasts in her hand pointing the nipples at the mirror and pouting once more. The music stopped and Shannon looked towards the door and asked “Are you ready for the rest lover?”

The male voice answered “Go for it, I have nearly come twice watching you.”

More music played and Shannon was bending forward and back with her hips still gyrating to the music. Then what Paul was hoping all the time not to happen came about, Shannon’s hands went to the waistband of her panties. Paul watched in agony, as Shannon slowly peeled the panties down to her knees and let go. A little wriggle and they disappeared onto the floor, and then she stood up straight, and opened her legs with a hand covering her sex. She said, “I have done something just for you that Paul always wanted me to do” and she took her hand away from her sex adding “I have shaved my pussy.” Paul almost had a heart attack. It was true he had asked her many times for her to do it, but the answer was always no. Paul felt humiliated, hurt but most of all betrayed, why was she treating him so cruel.

Shannon then looked towards the door and said “Wait! Stay where you are, I have one more thing to do before we make love.” Shannon then walked over to the wardrobe with outstretched arms and drew the curtains; Paul was now in the dark. He did still hear her say “Now come on lover show me how good you are.” It was almost at that same moment the earphones went dead, and he could not hear anything.

He thought to himself ‘at least I don’t have to listen to them making love; I have been spared that humiliation. For how long he was in the silence he could not tell as he must have cried himself to sleep.’ He had no idea of the time but when Shannon opened the door it was dark outside.

She took the shackles off of his legs then off of his hands. She then undid the belt around his waist, and after unbuckling the strap around his forehead, took the ball gag out of his mouth. She looked at him as he got used to the light in the bedroom, he noticed that she was still dressed the same, as she was when she drew the curtains. He was going to say something, but thought better of it there will be time for recriminations later. He knew at this very moment in time he was going to have to fight for his very existence, and love her as he had never loved her before. She smiled and said, “Sorry lover we fell asleep, now it’s your turn to show me what you can do, and for you to make me feel fulfilled.” Shannon then took him by the hand and led him to the bed.

Paul was looking at the way she was dressed, and could not help getting aroused, even though the Viagra was still doing its work. She lay on the bed and he got on with her, and almost immediately leant over kissing her breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth and started to suck, and at the same time kicking it about with his tongue. His hand had reached across, and was now playfully pinching the other nipple, now and again his whole hand would be kneading her breast, as well as gently squeezing. Then with all the fingers and thumb, would pull the breast and let the fingers run off, letting the breast fall back to its original position.

The hand then fell to her belly, and he was squeezing and pinching the flesh, trapping the skin pulling it and letting go. Now and again his hand would wonder down to the forbidden triangle, lightly touching and dart back to her belly, as if being stung. He noticed that every time he did this, her body rose to push against his hand, but he lifted the hand to compensate. Shannon had her eyes closed, and was savouring his delicate touch in her most sensitive places. His mouth left her breast, and moved down her body kissing her flesh all the way down. He stopped at her belly, and she automatically held his head close to her body, he resisted her pressing, and moved down further.

Shannon’s breathing was becoming louder, and her hands were now playing with her own breasts, as Paul touched the forbidden triangle of pubic area with his lips, she held her breath. Her legs were slowly opening, as he kissed the whole of the triangular area, coming so very close to her most intimate area. Paul slipped off the bed and around the end, so that now his head was between her legs where he started to kiss the inside of her thighs. She was responding by trying to open her legs even further, he kissed all the way over to the other thigh, just missing her sex. He then came back to the center, and his tongue touched her sex, he heard her moan while wriggling her lower body.

Instead of his tongue darting in and out, he ran his tongue over her sex causing Shannon to push against his face; he once more pulled away not letting her take control. He left her sex and went back to her pubic area with his mouth, to gently pinch the flesh between his kisses and letting it go. He looked up and could see the ecstasy in her face with her eyes still closed. He went down once more to her sex this time his tongue darted in and out very fast, and her torso gyrated in time. She was pushing against his face trying to get more of the tongue, but he was far too clever and always kept the same distance, leaving her always wanting.

While he was in this position, she slowly put her legs over his back, hoping that they would stop his teasing, but it was all to no avail. Shannon found that as she lifted her body begging for more, Paul’s head rose leaving her always on the edge. She tried another approach, and put her hands down to the back of his head, but he was waiting for this, and he pushed her hands aside, with his own hands snaking them up to cup her breasts. With a breast in each hand he fondled and kneaded, and now and again tweaking the nipple making Shannon once again catch her breath. He now left her sex with his mouth and moved up her body kissing the flesh on the way up. His hands now moved to either side of her head and he felt his manhood touch her sex. She opened her eyes and looked at him smiling, and as he penetrated her body her mouth opened as if in shock.

Shannon had an orgasm almost immediately, Paul knew, but it was not over yet. He slowly and methodically pushed in and pulled out to his manhood’s full extent, Shannon was trying to speed him up, but his tempo was too good to change. Paul knew that Shannon was on the verge again, but he wanted to make her wait, and as she opened her eyes once more to look at him it was his turn to smile. Shannon was now biting her lip while arching her back trying to get more of this delicious rod of flesh. Paul although he didn’t want to, was pulling away from her leaving her in agonising ecstasy. Finally after holding back himself so many times he relented, and shot his fluid deep into her body, moments later Shannon arched her back once more while climaxing. Her body went limp and so too did Paul’s, but he fell to her side physically tired. He lay looking at the ceiling wondering if he had been better than Andy Green, and once again he felt a tear come to his eye.

He hadn’t noticed that Shannon was looking at him, “What’s up lover, why so sad?”

He couldn’t answer right away then he blurted out “How was I compared with that Andy Green?”

“I wouldn’t know lover, I have never had sex with him, but you were fantastic.”

“I don’t understand Shannon I thought….?”

Shannon put her hand over to the radio and turned it on. A voice said; “How’s this” then a few moments later the same voice said, “As you are down there Miss Shannon why don’t you undo my belt and check out the rest of me.

Shannon turned the radio off and asked “Do you think I would ever make love to anyone else lover?”

Paul put his head on her chest and cried, Shannon put her arm around him, and with her other arm, she pulled the covers from the floor and pulled it over them. “Don’t cry lover let’s just have some sleep, you will always be my only man.”

“Paul woke up to find Shannon had gone down stairs, it wasn’t late because it was still dark. He threw a nightgown on and noticed to his relief the Viagra had wore off. He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen; Shannon was already sitting at the table with a cup of water. “What’s up Shannon, and what’s the time?”

“Its five thirty, and I feel terrible, my stomach is churning, and it must have been something I ate.”

“Well make an appointment for the doctors, and see him this morning, it’s not like you to be ill. As I’m up I think I will fry some eggs and bacon do you want some?”

Shannon put her hand over her mouth and stood up then she ran to the bathroom, Paul could hear her being sick. “I’ll take that as a no he shouted, I didn’t think my cooking was that bad?”

Shannon walked out of the bathroom saying “It’s not, but I don’t know what is wrong with me?”

“It was nearly three hours later when the phone rang and Paul answered. “Oh hello Fiona how can I help.”

“Is Shannon there I would like to speak with her about a little problem I have?”

“No she’s at the doctors she’s not too well, can I help at all?”

“It’s kind of you to ask Paul, but its women’s talk.”

“As soon as she gets home, I will tell her to give you a call.”

“Thank you Paul” and then the line went dead.

By the time Shannon had got back, Paul had gone out with the horses for a ride. She read the note that he had left her on the table and gave Fiona a call. “Hello Fiona I got your message, what’s the problem?”

“I have a solution to your little problem, you had better come over a see me, and I don’t want to talk about it on the phone.”

“I’ll be right over, and there is not too much time left too complete Paul’s year. Only a few more days and the twelve months will be over.” She looked at her watch and said, “As soon as Paul comes back from the morning ride I will come over.”

“You’re not bringing Paul are you?”

“Of course not silly, I have to give him a list so that he can go and do the shopping, see you then” and she put the phone down.

“Paul walked through the door an hour later, oh your back what did the doctor say?”

“He took blood samples and did some tests and asked a lot of questions, and said he will phone me with the results tomorrow.”

“Do you know what it is in five days time Shannon?”

She looked as though she was thinking, and then answered “Wednesday, why are you asking?”

“Oh no reason really, I have forgotten why I asked as I asked.”

“I am cooking you a nice meal tonight, once I have come home from seeing Fiona. She has something to say to me, but won’t tell me over the phone. There is a shopping list on the table, would you be a love and go to the super market for me?”

“I will do anything, for you Shannon.”

“Well I’ll be off, see you in a couple of hours”

She was back a long time before Paul, and was sitting at the table reading country life when he walked in. She looked up as he put the shopping away, saying “Sit down lover I’ll make you a nice cup of tea.”

Once she had poured the out tea she brought two cups back to the table. They sat there for a while talking, and then out of the blue Paul said, “I must have over done it today I feel tired, I’m going to have a lie down” He went to get up but he just rested his head on his arms and fell asleep.

Shannon went quickly to the phone and dialed a number, “It’s me Shannon you had better hurry he has just fell asleep. Ok I will open the gates.” It was a few moments later the ambulance pulled up at the door. The two paramedics jumped out and pulled a stretcher out of the back and came through the door that Shannon was holding open. Ten minutes later Paul was in the ambulance and being carried towards the clinic.

Shannon walked inside and dialed another number, “He’s on his way” she said into the phone. “You know what has to be done, and I only hope there is enough time. You’re going to keep him sedated for a few days you say. Good because he is not going to be mad at me, he will be bloody fuming. What about the rest of the operation can that be done in time? Good I will come over there in three days, and will be by his side to comfort him when he comes around.”

The three days went fast and Shannon arrived at the clinic, the doctor was there to meet her. “It was a success he will be a little sore for a few days, but he’s fine. The other operation was a success also, whether he’ll like it or not is a matter for him to decide. They were there for about five hours, working on it and getting it right.”

“Can I see him?”

“Yes he should be coming out of sleep shortly.”

Shannon walked into the unit were Paul was being monitored and sat down beside him. She was there at least half an hour before she felt his hand move then saw his eyes open. “Hello lover how do you feel?”

“Like shit, where am I?”

“You’re in the clinic once more, and you have been operated on, and you were out cold for three days. I had to trick you because you would never come here to have the operation on your own. You will be fine now that it’s all over and done with, there’s no going back.”

“My God Shannon what have you done?”

“What I always intended to do when we started the game, and you had the first operation.”

Tears started to fall from Paul’s eyes; he then found that his hands were strapped to the side of the bed. “My hands are tied to the bed Shannon why?”

“It was so that you didn’t try to scratch the itch while you were sleeping. Why are you so sad lover, you are complete once more I thought that was what you wanted?”

“It was Shannon I want to be a man once more.”

“Well what are you so sad about, the implants have been taken out and your chest is flat once more.”

“But what was the other operation you were talking about; I could hear you in my sleep?”

She looked in the closet next to the bed and took out a mirror and showed him his new hairdo. “Apparently it took them all five hours to get it right, you look better now, than you did before the implants were put in your chest.” He was now blond and had a man’s haircut, “You look different but you are still my man.” It was then she realized what he had been thinking about and smiled. She put her hand under the sheets and took hold of his manhood, “See it’s still there ready to do its duty. Paul I told you that I would never do that, you could never be my man without one of those” and she laughed. “Now pull yourself together, you are coming home with me tonight, but first you have to eat something.

“I’ll take it as fact that I will still be awake after the meal?”

“Yes, you will still be awake, but you will be a bit wobbly on your feet, but in a couple of hours you will be fine.”

It was mid day when they arrived at the farm, there was now scaffolding around it, and the roof was half stripped and new felt and batons were in place. The Greens were on the scaffolding looking down when they arrived, he heard one of them say oh God old miseries back. He pretended that he never heard, and shouted up, “Good day mister Green, it must be hot up there in the sun. As soon as I have sorted myself out, I will bring out some cold beers for you all.”

When he said this, Andy Green who was walking towards his dad, and looking down, tripped over some tiles and went down on his knees. “Be careful up there we don’t want any accidents, we are a long way from the hospital.”

Mister Green answered “We’ll do that, and thank you for the offer of cold drinks.”

“Think nothing of it and Paul walked inside.”

“Your very friendly to the Greens Paul, I thought you didn’t like them?”

“I feel reborn, isn’t it great to be alive, and that has made my year you know?”

“What?”

“Seeing Andy Green trip over them tiles” and he started laughing. “He deserved that for putting me through hell in the wardrobe.”

Shannon on hearing that started to laugh with him.

It was seven and Shannon told Paul to put some clean clothes on, as she had a surprise for him. An even bigger surprise was, the fact that she had ordered a Taxi to take them to wherever it was they were going. It was an hour’s drive and it was a large Hotel they arrived at. Shannon had her arm through his as they walked through the door, and were immediately ushered over to another door.

Paul pushed the handle down and opened the door and walked in to total darkness. The lights came on and the crowd of people that were already in there shouted at the top of their voices “Happy birthday Paul.” He looked around the room and there were all the people from the establishment. All the nurses and the doctor from the clinic were there. But the biggest surprise and the greatest shock was the fact that Leo was there with all the girls that pole danced. Someone shouted speech.

Paul said, “Well I don’t know what to say, he realised they must have all been in on the game from the start, do I know you and where do you know me from?” They all started laughing and Paul said, “Ok once again I have been had, but I thank you all for coming and I am very glad to see you all again.”

Leo walked across and shook his hand saying “The club has been closed for the night.”

It was when the pole dancer came across that he got the biggest shock. “Hello again I am here to collect my bet from you.”

“But as you see I am not a girl, and neither am I a pole dancer.”

“I knew that when I made the bet, and I just knew you would take it on, I could see the challenge in your eyes. A lot of good dancers are boys and men, and we all still need you. When you gave that money to the girls to share out they all knew you were right for the job, so when are you going to start?”

Paul laughed and told her to ring him Monday.

As they sat down at a table with their drinks, Paul said, “It’s my turn now and smiled.”

“I have some bad news and some good news what do you want to hear first?”

“I hate it when this happens; I’ll have the bad news first.”

“I cannot do anything too stressful for at least another few months, so your turn will have to wait. It is all down to me being sick the other morning.”

“Then you had better tell me the good news?”

“I’m four months pregnant!”

“Are you ok, should you be drinking alcohol?”

Shannon laughed “Calm down this one won’t hurt.”

“It’s probably a good thing anyway, I wrote a list of all the things I would make you do. But I was so envious and jealous, of the guys that would be receiving the benefit of being with you, I crossed them off one by one and there are none left.”

Shannon laughed and lifted her Glass “Drink up lover it’s your birthday.”

THE END

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They were both still in bed but awake and talking, “I have to go and get a waxing Thursday.”

“It will be the last one then, as you only have three more weeks left lover, and you will be back to normal. I have made the arrangements for you to have the operation, to have the implants removed.” Shannon saw Paul’s face drop as if he had been told he was seriously ill, so she asked “Is something wrong?”

“I know you wouldn’t trick me Shannon, but it is only to remove the implants isn’t it?”

“Oh Paul please believe me, I would never trick you like that and ruin your life for all time. You are my lover and my husband, and above all you are the only man that I need or want.”

“Sorry Shannon for being so foolish, but you know my feelings, and I am so scared of not being a man again? I would be of no use to you, and I would never make love with another man. If I could not make love to you as a man, then I would not want to carry on living.”

As he spoke Shannon saw the tear roll down his face and into the pillow. She knew that he meant every word that he was saying; she also knew that he was getting cold feet about going under the knife once more. She changed the subject and asked “What are you doing today?”

“I don’t know yet, I might just stay in the house today, have a quiet day at home.”

“Why don’t you come out for a ride with me? It might cheer you up a little.” She knew that her speaking about the operation had unsettled his mind. We can have a pick-nick like we used to do, and it’s a lovely day outside.” Just as she said that there was a great clap of thunder and they heard the heavens open and the rain came down in torrents. Not to be out manoeuvred Shannon said “Ok then how about I make breakfast, and we eat it on the lounge floor on a blanket?”

Paul started laughing and answered “You’re flipping mad, and breakfast will be just fine, and I can live without the table but I can’t live without you,” and he leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

“Come on lover pull your self together, and follow me down stairs, you’re in the doldrums.” She stood up and pulled him out of the bed and they both walked down stairs still naked.

Once inside the kitchen, she sat him at the table and made him a coffee, while she put the frying pan on.”

“Err, um, aren’t you afraid you’re going to singe something Shannon?”

“It’s ok lover, it’s boys that get their sausages mixed up not girls, but I must tell you, it’s not just the bacon that sizzling this morning” and she winked at him with a coy smile.

“Do you know Shannon since leaving the job I haven’t felt as happy as I am now. For once I feel that we are getting it all together, and it’s not because of the game. We have been living two lives for too long, but we are closer now than we have ever been. I fancy going out tonight any ideas?”

“We could go for a meal, and then go on to Leo’s its not far, and we could get a taxi. And before you say anything, no I have not got a surprise planned for you.”

“Yea that sounds great, I’ll go along with that, and back to reality, if I don’t get enough bacon I will have to give you a sausage.”

“Could you wait while I throw a couple of pieces out of the pan kind sir?” Shannon was now happy, because Paul had put the earlier conversation into history, and was now a lot more of his happy self. Shannon knew that the chemistry between the two of them could never be broke, they were meant for each other.

It rained the rest of the day and it was still raining when they went out for a meal. At Leo’s things started to liven up the pole dancers were doing their thing and Leo came across and sat next to them. “Hello Pauline, are you here to give us a repeat performance?”

He laughed and said “No, I think once was enough, but I have to admit though it was very stimulating. It gives you a great feeling knowing that you can turn so many people on, and in such a short time.”

Just then a girl walked over to the table and asked “Do you mind if I sit here and talk for a while?”

Shannon answered saying “No go right ahead we could do with some extra company. This rain all day has put the mockers on everything we have tried to do.”

The girl looked at Paul and asked “Are you going to perform tonight Pauline?”

“No, I am thinking of retiring while the goings good, I don’t think it’s the way I want to go. The other night was just a one of, and I could not do another performance like that again. To be quite honest I can’t remember what I did on that one.”

“I tell you what I’ll do; I’ll have a bet with you, that if I win you can earn a lot of money without ever doing it ever again. If you lose you will have to do a complete strip in this club tonight.”

“What’s the bet, going to be?”

“I’ll bet you can match that performance you did last time, if not better it. I think you have a natural talent and very good ideas.”

Paul looked over towards Shannon and she answered his looks saying “It’s nothing to do with the game or me.”

Paul then looked at the girl saying “I have no clothes with me to perform in.”

“So you’ll take the bet?”

“I never said that, I shall think about it and let you know in the next half hour.”

other girls.”

“What have they got to do with it Paul asked?”

“That is for us girls to know and you to find out.”

“Do you know I will take the bet, not because of the bet, but for the sheer hell of it? The day has been crap and I don’t think it could get any worse, in my opinion it can only get better.”

Shannon looked shocked and said, “You do realise what the bet is Pauline?”

“Yes but I don’t care any more, one thing though how will the performance be judged?”

“The girl answered I think the punters will decide by what money they pay into the pot.”

“Yea but they could be a right load of tight tossers” he answered, and I could be in a no win situation right from the start. I will go on after the next girl, and that will give me time to think of my master plan to rule the pole.”

They all laughed and the girl stood up and walked off. Leo said “You are one hell of a sport Pauline, not many girls would have taken that bet, and yours was a tough act to follow.”

“Thanks I really need this vote of confidence that you are giving me. The girl came back to the table and handed Paul a bag, the shoes should fit you, because they are the same size as the ones you left here last week. We girls must stick together, can’t let you look like a trollop, and letting the side down can we?” Then she smiled once more and walked away.

The next girl was into her routine when Paul stood up, and walked away to the dressing room. He put the clothes on that the girl gave him, and it was the same as he wore the first night, except that it was now all red. It was just coincidence that it was the same colour as the thong that he was wearing, and he decided to leave it on. He put the other panties that were safer over the top.

was the same as the first night Daddy Cool. Paul strutted out and took hold of the pole, and started his basic routine then within seconds of dancing he threw his leg over the strut that was sticking out and hung down. He had just enough room for both legs, and as he was hanging he let go of the pole and unclipped his bra. He put his hand across the front of his breasts and held the bra in place while he held the clip together. Then he took his hand away from the clip, all the time being revolved around the pole, by the moving strut. He pulled his other hand away in an outstretched movement, and the bra fell away to the cheer of the crowd. It was coming towards the end of the music, and Paul had noticed that there were two bows on either side of the knickers. Putting a hand either side he pulled the strings and the knickers came undone. They were still held in place by his closed legs and the club had now gone silent and even Shannon, was mesmerised by the performance. Paul could hear the last few lines of the music, and grabbing hold of the pole swung down. As soon as his feet touched the floor he parted his legs, letting the knickers fall and opened his arms wide and took a bow. The crowd went wild, wolf whistles screams and shouts of encouragement. As Paul walked away to the dressing room, he heard Leo say lets have a big hand for Pauline. The club went wild once more and as the noise receded he then introduced the next act.

Paul walked out and sat down at the table, as he did so there was more clapping, and the girl walked over and sat down. “Well that was some performance, I am just wondering how we can compete with that. The average pot in this club is about four hundred pounds, but I think you have topped that once more.”

Leo walked over and placed a wad on the table and said “It’s a record; there is over eight hundred pounds there.”

Paul picked it up, and asked the girl to hold out her hand, and as she did he placed the money in it and closed her fingers. “Look it was a little bit of fun, and those girl’s in there need it more than I do, share it between them. By the way I take it I won the bet?”

“Yes you won the bet that was the performance of a lifetime. Now my share of the bet is, there are about ten girls that do this kind of dancing, and we want you to teach us and be our manager. In three weeks time our contracts run out with the agency, and we need someone that can take us further.”

“Look love it’s very flattering that you should ask, but in three weeks I might not be around for you to ask.”

“Are you going somewhere Pauline?”

“Yes I have to return to where I really belong, but I really have enjoyed tonight, more than you could ever dream of.”

“We will meet again I am sure of that.”

“If we do, then I do not think you will ever recognise me, but I wish you and all of the girl’s good luck.”

“The girl stood up and kissed him on the cheek saying you really are one hell of a person.”

“I think it is time that we went home” Shannon stated, “It’s getting late and the roads are bad.”

They both stood up and Leo kissed Shannon on the cheek, he then looked at Paul saying “What a waste of talent.”

On the way home Shannon said “You gave away almost nine hundred pounds lover!”

“It wasn’t mine Shannon, it belonged to the pole dancing girl’s, they are doing that for a living, and I felt as though I was stealing from them. You heard what the girl said; the average is four hundred pounds. Some of those girls could be earning, as little as two hundred pounds, or even less, let them all have a good night on me.”

“That girl was right you know lover; that was a performance of a lifetime, what ever made you do it. When you undid the bow ties I nearly flipped my self, you performed as though your life depended on it.”

“I had to do it, I would never get another chance, and it turned me on thinking if only they knew? Look Shannon I have loved every bit about being a girl for a year, it has turned out better than I expected, but I want to be a man once more, but I am frightened of the operation. Going back to sleep and wondering what I will end up like, I am sorry Shannon” she could see a tear falling down his face once more.

“Cheer up lover we will be home soon, and then you can show me how a man makes love to his woman. You will always be a man, and always be my man, don’t get paranoid.”

It was a few days later that Shannon was on the phone, “Yes that’s right he’s getting cold feet, and I am unsure how to bring the subject up. That’s right I want the operation to make him complete as soon as possible. Every time I bring up the subject he goes into a cold sweat, and walks away. Yes it has to be done for the game to continue, it cannot be left as it is. Leave it up to you, and you will think of something. Well I hope you do, but it had better be different from last time, because he won’t get caught like that again.”

It was four in the afternoon when Paul got back from the establishment, Shannon greeted him at the door saying “Hello lover” and kissed him on the cheek.

“You’re in a good mood, what’s the occasion?”

“I have something planned for tonight.”

“Am I going to like it?”

“I am not quite sure, I’ve thought about this long and hard and it’s something that has to be done. Have your meal that I have prepared, and we will check it out, if you don’t like it we won’t go ahead.”

It was over an hour later when Shannon and Paul walked up the stairs to the master bedroom. Once there Shannon said, “Now lover, I want you to strip all your clothes off. I want you completely naked, just as nature intended. Paul complied with her instructions, knowing that there was more to this than just normal sex. While he took his clothes off, Shannon walked over to the wardrobe and threw open the doors. It was the first time he had seen the doors open, and was amazed that it was empty. The black curtains that were drawn over the doors had always covered the mirrors. The wardrobe was the biggest he had ever seen, it went from ceiling to floor covering at least seven foot. Come over here lover, I want to try something out, and I think I have your size about right.

He did as instructed and stood at her side, step in and face me lover. Once he did as she asked, Shannon took hold of one of his hands and lifted it up, and pressed it against the back wall. Paul felt the metal, and then the click when his wrist was locked in the cuff. He thought to himself it is too late to complain, as he could not move anyway. Shannon then took hold of his other hand and did the same to the other side of his body. He was now stood with his arms spread as if crucified, and then she put a ball gag in his mouth, and buckled it up. Shannon found the two small straps on each side of his head and buckled them together, and he was now unable to move his head from side to side. Shannon then went out of sight as she went to her knees he felt his legs being spread as she fastened them into cuffs. She was once more standing in front of him smiling wickedly at him. Then Paul felt a large strap or belt being put around his waist, and it was stopping from moving, he felt completely bound.

Shannon took hold of his manhood that was hard as a rod and said “Lover that Viagra that I put in your food is just great.” She started to play with him and kissing him on the cheek, he tried to push his body towards her hand but could not move. “Oh lover, do you want me to play with this for a while? Are you getting excited at the thought of sex with me lover. Let me think should I kiss it, and then take it in my mouth and suck it dry, that’s something I have never done before isn’t it. I have never given you head, or let you use my anus. I believe that men do that to whores, fuck their asses, and let whores suck the spunk right out of them.” All the time she was talking Shannon was playing with Paul’s manhood, and could now see that he was on the brink of coming.

She let go and laughed saying “I am not going to suck your cock, but I will suck cock all the same, you never know I might like it. Silly me, you will know whether I like it or not, because you will be listening. I have also got a virgin bum, and I would like that to change at the same time, I wanted you to fuck my ass, but I was too embarrassed to ask you. I suppose you are wondering why I am saying all this; well it’s for a very good reason. You see since you have been like you are, and I know it’s my doing, but you have been neglecting me somewhat. I know we have had sex from time to time, and it has been really great but there is that spark missing. I am not quite sure whether it is you or I? So before I tell you that you’re useless, I am going to try someone else.” Shannon saw him trying to wriggle free and said, “Now don’t do that, you will only hurt your self, it is time to start acting like a big boy. Now I don’t think for one minute, that the person that I have in mind will be anywhere near your standards. So afterwards, I will let you have sex with me, and if you are nowhere as good as he was you will be out on your ass. I know it’s a hard way to do things, but you know we have been trying to have a baby for five years without success, well this is your last chance.” Shannon saw the tear in his eye, and said, “It’s no good trying the water works on me, this time I have to be cruel to be kind. Look it’s not as bad as it seems, you can hear all of what goes on and see most.

There is a microphone in the room that picks up every little sound, and transfers them to the earphones that I will put on your ears. The mirrors in the doors of this wardrobe are two way, you can see me but I cannot see you. This compartment once closed is sound proof, and you cannot be heard, but the gag is just my wicked sense of humor. I have to go into the spare bedroom now, and get my self ready for the man of my choice.” Shannon added “Now don’t forget to take notes it will come in handy later” she then kissed him on the cheek and stepped back. The last thing she did was close the wardrobe doors, he saw her on the other side smiling and blowing a kiss.

Paul tried to wriggle free, but it was to no avail his shackles were as tight as a drum. He watched as she walked out of the room closing the door behind her. His heart was racing and he was about to pass out, but his mind kept him sane. ‘Who was the man of her choice? It had to be one of the greens, as they were the ones that were always stripping her when they looked at her.’

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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Two weeks had gone by and Paul was back at the establishment, and they waxed him all over. Fiona said “There is nothing worse than itching all the time, and this will save you a whole lot of grief. How are you feeling Paul, I mean how are you coping?”

“Well under the circumstances I feel great; I am like I am because of the game. I agreed to Shannon doing as she pleased, and she really went to town. I only have myself to blame, although being a girl does have its perks. I just make the best of it, but it will never get me down, I just go with the flow.”

“Good I like to hear that, as you have become very special to us all in the establishment. We also now have the latest in plastic knickers for you to wear; they have been molded to the buttocks, so that now there is a cleft in the knickers to follow your own. Did Shannon tell you that you would be staying for a few days? We have a dance instructor coming today, and she is going to teach you erotic dancing.”

“Don’t you mean exotic dancing?”

“No I don’t very often get it wrong, it is erotic dancing, because Shannon wants you to pole dance for her and Leo.”

Fiona saw his face change for a moment then go back to the norm. “Have I said something to upset you Paul?”

“No of course not, it is all part of the game.” Paul once more got the pangs of jealousy running through his body. ‘She is using Leo against him once more, and it is working, or is she having an affair? Please God don’t let that happen he thought. Then he said to him self, stop being silly Paul for heavens sake don’t get paranoid.’

A pole had been set up in a spare room, and the dancing instructor arrived. Paul was shocked, because the woman was at least sixty years old, “I know what you’re thinking young lady. So now listen in, you don’t have to be young to know about erotic dancing.”

The old woman had Paul dancing all morning, now and again she would add two of the movements together. Most of what she was showing Paul was basic dance, then she said; ‘I have an assistant coming after lunch, and she will show you more. He was glad when it was lunch, because he was feeling tired he thought his legs were going to give in.

He had a light meal considering what he had to do after lunch, and when the girl arrived, he was taught a lot more. She was showing him what he was supposed to do, and the best and sexiest way of doing it.

On the third day the old woman told Paul, that he knew as much about the dance as she and her assistant did. The girl who was an erotic pole dancer said, “All you have to do is put what you have been taught together. She did however after the old woman left, spend another hour doing just that for him. As she left she told him he had half an act, and that he should improvise the rest.

Paul was back on the farm and waiting inside the house, waiting for Shannon to return from exercising the horses. Although he had finished the night before, he had stayed the extra night, he was too tired to drive after all the dancing. She walked through the door and saw him sitting at the table drinking coffee, “Hello lover how long have you been back?”

“Not long Shannon, is there much happening on the farm?”

“No lover, except the pool is almost finished, I was informed this morning before I took the horses out. How did you get on at the establishment lover, did you learn to dance?”

“Yes and they gave me clothes to wear while doing the dance, they are in the bag next to the sink. Are we going dancing this weekend?”

“No lover I was thinking that we might go and see a show Friday night, it’s a club that the boy Leo runs. I thought we would go and check it out, Leo told me about it the night we went to the nightclub.”

There was a knock on the door and Shannon rose and opened it. “Sorry to disturb you Miss Shannon, but we just thought that we should tell you that the pool is now finished.”

“Thank you for your work, I will settle up on Monday if that is all right with you.” “Yes that’s fine Miss Shannon, and I hope you have a good day.”

Shannon said thank you once more, then after closing the door returned to the table were Paul was sitting. “That is all the workers gone for the weekend; they won’t be back until Monday.”

“But it’s only Thursday Shannon!

“The foreman’s daughter is getting married tomorrow and all the permanent staff are going. He invited us, but I didn’t want to impose on his daughter’s big day, but it was kind of him to ask all the same.”

he two days had gone by without a hitch and they were both getting ready to go out. It was a coincidence that they both wore the same, as they had when going to the nightclub. The only difference was that Paul was not wearing his knee length boots. He was now stood in a pair of three-inch stilettos, and while in the establishment, he had been given a manicure.

It was ten thirty before they entered the club and sat down. Leo walked over and sat down at their table, “You are just in time the first dancer is just about to go on Shannon. I have everything set for twelve-thirty, that will give you time to watch the first three dancers.” He was dressed in a black suit and dickey-bow-tie.

When the first dancer came on Paul watched her movements, and noticed that a lot of the dance was a repeat of the ones he had been taught. At the top of the pole about head height, he saw that there was a moving device that turned around on its own. It was four prongs eighteen inches long, and with balls on the end. Most of the girls used it to hold during their act, and they hung on with their hands and let it carry them around. The girls removed their bra at the end of their dance. Leo would introduce the act then return to the table. It was twelve-fifteen and Shannon looked at Paul saying, “You are on next, you had better go and get ready.”

“Hey! What, come again?”

“I said you are on next.”

“What in front of all these men and women? I haven’t got my clothes with me, so it’s out of the question.”

“Shannon put her hand down to the side of the table, and handed him the small bag of clothes and shoes.”

Paul’s heart started to beat a lot faster than usual, Shannon had thought of everything, he had his back against the wall, and he looked at Shannon saying, “Bitch” and all she did was laugh. Paul looked at Shannon once more and stood up, at the same time so did Leo, and showed him to a dressing room. He changed into the clothes, and sat waiting for the clock to tick by the minutes.

The door opened and a young girl said, “One minute and you’re on” so Paul stood up and walked out to stand by the side of the stage.

Leo walked out onto the stage and stood in front of the microphone, well ladies and gentlemen, it’s that time of night were we invite new talent to try and entertain us. Whether they are good or bad we have no idea, but as always you will be the judges, the amount of money you throw in her box, determines her talent. So without further ado give a big hand for Pauline.

Bony M and Daddy Cool started to play, and Paul stepped out onto the stage. He was dressed in a black lace bra, black suspenders and stockings. His knickers were also black lace and three inch stilettos on his feet. As soon as he touched the pole and went into the routine that he had been taught there were screams, shouts and wolf whistles. Between the routine moves, and the special ones he had been taught he removed the bra. But it was nothing like the other dancers; he undid the strap behind then put his arm over the front of his breasts. Looking coy and over his shoulder he pushed one strap down his arm, and still holding the bra in place removed that arm. All the time he was doing this, his lower body was still moving to the rhythm of the music. He then repeated the movement with the other arm, and still looking coy he turned face on to the audience, and snatched the bra away. There was a great cheer and more wolf whistles and as he went back to the pole he knew it was near the end of the music. He took hold of the prong and tried his weight against it, and found that it held. He took a better grip and in a swift movement pulled down on the prong and threw his inside leg up over the one forward of his grip. The prong was now behind his bent knee, and all that was left was to let go. Sliding his hand down the pole to slow his fall, he was now hanging upside down with his arms out stretched. The audience went wild, and there were more shouts and wolf whistles, hands were clapping, even after the music stopped and he let himself down. Paul took his bow and waved to the audience, and stepped back off the stage picking his bra up as he went. In the dressing room he put the bra back on, and put his dress over the stage clothes. Ten minutes later picking up the bag, he walked back out to where Shannon was sitting.

“Do you want a permanent job Leo asked? Because the crowd loved you and your dance, and it was to the tune of six hundred pounds.”

One of the dancers that had danced earlier walked over saying “If you don’t take the job, will you come and choreograph my routine.” She gave Paul her card and added, “Whatever happens now and in the future don’t forget to ring that number.”

Shannon looked at her watch saying “We had better go Pauline, before you end up with more work than you can handle.”

Shannon drove them back to the farm, and there was hardly anything said on the way. Once back at the house and sitting down at the table Shannon spoke. “That was some routine you strutted tonight lover, and I am sorry to admit this to you, but I never thought you would be that good, and we left Leo in shock. You learned your routine well Paul; and I’m so damn proud of you, what are you going to do with the six hundred pounds lover?”

Paul put his hand in his purse and took out the money, he handed it to Shannon saying “You can have it to buy your self a present, something nice.”

“Shannon looked at him in shock asking are you sure lover?”

“Yes it is a present for making me feel good, do you know I actually enjoyed tonight. Also, do you realise that I am probably the only young man, to pole dance in front of an audience and turn them on. I won’t be sorry when this is all over; it has been one hell of a journey and an experience that I could never forget.”

“Would you do something for me lover?”

“You know I will do anything for you Shannon.”

“Go upstairs take your dress off and the rubber knickers, and stand waiting for me in only the clothes that you wore for the show.”

Paul did all that she asked and was standing in the middle of the bedroom when she walked in.

“Now lover, I am going to ask you to use your imagination, put reality to one side and clear your mind. You are now in the world of fantasy; but so many coincidences help to make you believe it’s true.”

“You have been to the establishment for a few days and have returned a day early. It is morning and the sun is high in the summer sky. As you pull up in the courtyard, one of the farm tractors starts up and drowns the noise of your arrival. There is a car in your parking space next to mine, a car you recognize but cannot remember whom it belongs too. The main door to the house is open as it is all through the summer months, just to let the cool air flow through. When you walk into the kitchen there is no one there, you think to your self it is early and I am out riding. Then you think that’s it the car belongs to one of my riding friends, and she will be out on the farm with me.”

“You put the kettle on, and make your self a coffee and await my return, as you have many times before. You sit down and start sipping the delicate taste of your favorite drink.” Shannon had now walked behind him, and started to unclip his bra, and Paul listening to the story did nothing to stop her. “You hear a noise up the stairs, but disregard it as the wind knocking something over.” Shannon slowly pulled the bra down his arms and let it fall to the floor. Then he could feel the lace knickers going in the same direction. “Then you hear the upstairs toilet flush and light footsteps walking to this room.”

Shannon was now gently guiding him to the bed, and sat him down. “Now you decide that you should investigate, and thinking that it’s me you also decide to surprise me, by staying silent.” Paul was now laying on the bed, with his head resting on the pillows looking at her. “You slowly creep up the stairs not making a sound; all that can be heard is your own footsteps. You make it to the top of the landing, and then you hear the voices, there is talking and coming from this bedroom, too your horror and shock one of them is a man’s voice.”

“Your heart misses a beat, and then quite the opposite it starts to race, you have difficulty breathing. You hear the sound of loud banging in your ear, and it is getting faster and harder. It is then you realise, that it is your own heart that is making this sound. You are now full of dread, as to what is taking place in your bedroom with your wife.”

Shannon walked away from the bed; and towards the dressing table and turned on the music, but only so that it could just be heard. “You are now creeping towards the bedroom, and it is there that you get your first piece of luck, being it good or bad. The bedroom door is slightly ajar, and you quietly look in at the scene unfolding before your eyes. You can see a pair of naked feet at the bottom of the bed, and a pile of man’s clothes near the door.”

Shannon walked over towards the wardrobe and added “I am standing where I am now and dressed as I am now, but all that is going to change unbeknown to you. I now start to unbutton my dress from top to bottom, slowly and seductively looking at the person on the bed.” As Shannon was describing what was taking place she was also demonstrating to Paul with the clothes she was now wearing. “I am stripping away my clothes, and preparing to show him all that up until now only you have seen. You are caught in my web of hypnotism, and mesmerised by my slow strip, and so too is the man lying on our marital bed. You see me smile one of my seductive smiles, and pout my lips towards the man on the bed, as my dress slips to the floor. I kick the dress out of the way, as the man on the bed wriggles with excitement and groans with lust.

You too are wriggling but with mixed feelings, the desire to see more and the knowledge that you should stop it, my spell that I cast is strong enough to hold you both, in the same web of suspense. I slide my flat hand into the front of my panties, pushing down and cupping my sex, now and then letting a finger stray into its folds. I am now gently kneading my own flesh, and playing with my own sex, and all the time looking at the man on the bed. He too is playing with his manhood, and you can see that it is huge but still you cannot see his face. I now remove my hand, and bring it up to my nose, and I am taking in the sweet aroma of sex to come. I move my hands down to my breasts, and slip it inside the bra, so that I can now feel and play with my own nipples. I am still pouting and blowing kisses to the man on the bed, and I hear the groans of desire coming from his lips.

I am turning him on just as I am turning you on, watching with your own lustful eyes. His excitement is almost at a peak, and he catches his breath to hold back the inevitable. I am torturing him with suspense, leaving him in pain, wanting and quietly begging for his release. However I am a cruel Mistress, and I turn my back on him, he can now see me push my hands down to the waistband of my panties. Moving my hands lowly, I take the waistband between fingers and thumbs, and slowly push the panties to my knees. I am now bent almost double, and he can see part of my sex from the rear. Thinking that his reward of patience is at an end the man starts to breathe heavily, so heavy that you can hear it out on the landing. But if you remember, I told you that I was a cruel Mistress, so that when I stand up straight and my hands follow, so to do the panties back in place.

I turn back to face him smiling, and inwardly laughing at his discomfort of being cheated. He is now groaning even more at his sexual pain, that he has unwittingly brought upon him self by playing with his manhood. My hands now go behind my back, to the bra and unclip the catch that hold it taught, the man sees the fabric slacken and my breasts move slightly. With my breasts still hidden from his view, and held captive by the cups the straps fall down my shoulder. It is then that I point my arms towards the floor, and the flimsy material heads in the same direction. I now take both my breasts in my hands and start to knead them, and tease the nipples, making them stand proud and point towards the man on the bed.

Now taking my hands away, I move them once more in the direction of my waist. They are touching the only piece of material, and that is all that is between me, and my desire to show this man my naked body. Then with both hands holding the waistband, I bend once more pushing the panties down at the same time, at the knees I let go, and they fall the remainder of the way on their own. I now slowly stand straight, and step out of them spreading my legs slightly at the same time. With one hand I gently play with my breast, causing the nipple to be aroused and with the other hand between my legs, I play with my sex. I then slowly walk towards the man on the bed, and he lifts his head and smiles with anticipation of what is to come.

You see his face for the first time, and see that it was your friend from work Tom Davey. I have had him on the boil for so long, and not only is he turned on, but warmed up and ready to explode. I now kneel on the bed and straddle his body, just like I am doing now. He can feel the heat and the lust that I have for him. I slowly lower my self on to his rod of flesh that is now as hard as a piece of steel. You are still at the door watching with your heart in your mouth, unsure of your feelings. Part of you wants to watch me ride my way to sexual ecstasy, and part of you wants to stop me. You are dressed as a woman and unrecognized as Paul my husband, to show your face would be to face a lifetime of ridicule. You can only watch with the feelings running through your body, the desire to watch me climax, and the feeling of being betrayed.

You greedily feast your eyes on the scene, as you are unable to stop your desire, to watch the man and my self, reach a mutual sexual climax. Shannon stopped talking and moved to the rhythm of Paul pushing his manhood into her body, her whole body was tingling with lust. When they both climaxed it was almost simultaneously, with his manhood still inside her, she lowered herself to lay on top of him. She kissed him hard on the mouth, and they both held each other tight reclaiming their breath.

They must have fallen asleep in that same position, Paul opened his eyes first and then gently pushed Shannon to his side trying not to wake her up. Then he stood up and took the rest of his clothes off, and slipped back on the bed drawing the cover over them at the same time.

He turned towards Shannon and she had her eyes open, “You were really tremendous lover. That has to be the greatest session yet, I have never felt so fulfilled.”

“I am only as good as my tormentor, Mistress and wife wishes me to be. Do you know I felt all those sensations that you spoke of, as you talked of them? I could not understand, because I was both out on the landing and laying on the bed at the same time. I imagined myself as the man on the bed and at the same time I could see my self staring at you through the door. You are as you say cruel, you are also wicked and I love you for it.”

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Morning came and he was back in the same routine, in fact it was the same routine for the next three days. At the end he passed the test with flying colors, and they let him rest for half a day. The next day they tried to catch him out, but once again he applied the make-up correct. Over the next two days he had nail extensions and they were painted. He was tested over and over again with the make-up, but never once let them down. His hair was dyed a dark copper color, and was cut and shaped with the make-up, he looked nothing like his usual self. He didn’t even recognise himself, and it was frightening, he was told on several times that he had a pretty face. He spent the day being taught how to get it back, even from drying after wet. It was two weeks when they thought he knew enough to do it without their help.

Then one day Fiona came in with what looked like a pair of knickers. By now he was used to them all touching his manhood, and he never got an erection. They showed him how to gently push his testicles back up inside him, and put the strange knickers on. They were very tight but comfortable and to his surprise they matched his skin color. Once on he looked in the mirror and for all intents and porpoises he looked like a girl. His manhood being limp; was now compressed into his body, but it was one hell of a strange feeling. He was also made to take them off and put them back on, even in the dark until he had got it right. He was then dressed in a short white dress; that stopped ten inches above the knee. Knickers to match with tights and two-inch high heels, the shoes he had been wearing from day one. For the first time he wore a bra that made him feel a lot better. He was taken to a mirror and he saw for the first time what he looked like. He was now unrecognizable, and although he thought so himself he was not bad looking.

For the last two days he was taken out into the town to shop for clothes. It was to get him used to being seen, and whistled at which was strange. They tested him over and over again, until one morning in the third week he was told that he was ready to go and meet Shannon. Fiona and the other girls see him off in the taxi, and wished him luck. The train ride was uneventful but on the station he was about to get a taxi to the farm when he changed his mind. He rang the house number and Shannon answered “Hello how can I help.”

“It’s me Shannon, Paul, will you come down the station and pick me up, everyone is looking at me. The madam could not help me, so they sent me back by train, for heaven’s sake get here quick.”

“Shit, why didn’t they phone me? Wait until I get back I will give them a piece of my mind.” She picked up the car keys and almost ran out the door, ‘God he must be frantic being humiliated like this.’ Ten minutes later Shannon was at the station and she walked onto the platform. There was a group of girls talking in the middle and she walked down to them. “Excuse me have you seen a man standing here looking lost” she asked. They all shook their heads and answered no.

“Did many people get off the train” she asked.

As the other girls walked away to get on the train, that was now coming into the station, the girl remaining answered “No I was the only person that got off.”

“That can’t be right you must be mistaken” Shannon stated.

“No there was only me Shannon.”

“She was just about to walk away when she said “What did you say?”

“I said there was only me on the train Shannon.”

“It’s you Pauline” she stepped back and looked at him and smiled. She then stepped forward and threw her arms around him, and then she kissed him on the lips

“Careful” he said, “You’ll mess up my make-up, and people will think we are lesbians.”

Shannon laughed out loud and put her arm through his and took him to the exit. At the exit he showed his ticket, the young man asked “What about your luggage love?”

Shannon was about to answer when Paul said, “Would you be a darling, and put it in the boot of that car?”

“Anything for you love and he picked them up and placed them in the boot. She walked over and gave him a five-pound note, and saying “You have been very helpful.” He smiled at her and said thank you. He then walked around the side of the car and opened the door for her, she sat in and after closing her door, he raised his cap as Shannon drove off.

Shannon was laughing all the way back to the farm; she just couldn’t believe what she had just seen.”

Shannon pulled up at the farmhouse and the workers stopped to see Paul walk in, with Shannon behind him. After she closed the door she walked up to him, and kissed him on the mouth. “I’m so glad you are back lover, and I will get you back for the dirty trick you just pulled.”

“You had better call me Pauline at all times from now on, Shannon after all this we don’t need mistakes.”

“You didn’t seem very nervous talking to those girls at the station? Come to think of it why were you talking to those girls?”

“Do I detect a little jealousy? They had just asked me the time that’s all. I think you had better start worrying when I start talking to boys.”

Shannon laughed once more, and then she said “I think we can go out for a meal tonight to celebrate. Now we can carry on with the game, and I have a lot planned for us both.”

The following morning Paul got out of bed and dressed, he applied the make-up as he had been taught. He was now wearing a T-shirt and slacks with flat shoes, Shannon looked up as he walked into the kitchen. “Good morning Pauline how do you feel now that your home?”

“Great! I have never felt better.”

“You look great to and I can’t believe that you look so good.” She stood up and looked at his make-up adding, “You apply your make-up like a professional. In fact for first thing in the morning you shouldn’t look this good, I still can’t believe that I never recognised you at the station.”

“I know how you feel by the first day they showed me what I looked like I nearly had a heart attack. I could not recognise my self and it was frightening I can tell you.”

“But your voice has changed with your looks, how did they achieve that?”

“It’s an accident of nature or rather these rubber knickers, they are so tight but I must say comfortable. Do you know those women and girls knew every part of my anatomy by the time I left the establishment? They had reason to do so but I’m not so sure about the hairdresser, I think she wanted to look at my wedding tackle, or she was a pervert.”

Shannon gave a little laugh then said; “The stables are built and there is not an empty one and we now employ stable hands. They clean the stables and exercise the horses for the absent owners, and you have a girl that looks after yours. I have asked them to get our two ready for this morning, when you have eaten and changed we can go out and meet the other owners. I have told them that you are Paul’s sister and you are here while he is away in New York.”

The phone rang and Shannon picked up the receiver, “Hello how can I help? Oh it’s you, Fiona! Yes he’s here and she told the story of the meeting on the station. Yes ok I will tell Pauline what you have mentioned, and I can’t thank you enough. It is very good of the girls to do what they have suggested and I owe them big time.” There was a little more small talk about horses then Shannon put the receiver down. “The girls want you to go back every two weeks so that they can give you a good waxing, it’s to stop irritation.”

“Well I hope it’s not as painful as the last time I nearly had kittens.”

“Don’t be silly I wax my legs once a week and it doesn’t hurt a bit.”

“Well next time you are doing it; try it on your pubic hairs.”

She once more laughed and added, “I see what you mean, but I think you look very sexy having no hairs down there.”

“Yea right, I’m going to change into riding clothes.”

Twenty minutes later he walked down the stairs wearing riding breaches white shirt and no bra. “Get you looking sexy for the men,” Shannon said and laughed.

“You know what they say? If you’ve got it flaunt it.”

Shannon laughed again, “Come on lover lets go out and meet the public.” They walked out the door together and headed towards the stables, the workers on the building stopped as they walked past. They both heard one of the men say, “She is better looking than her brother,” and it made them both smile. Their horses were both outside their stalls ready to be mounted with a girl holding them both still. Shannon said; “This is Angela she looks after and exercises your horse when you are not here.”

Paul greeted her by saying, “Good morning Angela.”

“Good morning ma’am I hope you enjoy your ride.”

“Thank you, I’m sure I will,” and both Shannon and he took hold of the rains and walked their horses out into the courtyard.

They were riding out towards the woodland, and Paul asked “Is that a fire I see in the wood?”

“Yes it’s the Greens thinning it out, come on we can see how they are getting on.” It was ten minutes later when they rode into the wood, it was a lot tidier now and there were little piles of timber stacked all over the place. One of the Green boys came towards them, he raised his cap saying, “Good morning Miss Shannon.”

“Good morning Mr Green, I just came over to see how you are getting on. What are you going to do with the piles of wood?”

“What do you want us to do with them Miss Shannon?”

“Can you cut some wood for the house fire and fill my woodshed, I will pay you to do so and then do what you like with the rest. I am sure that someone will have a use for it but I don’t want any left for the horses to trip over.”

“We will do that Miss Shannon and there is no need for you to pay extra.”

“Thank you and I will tell the foreman to get you a tractor and trailer as I think this ground is unsuitable for your truck.”

“Thank you Miss Shannon I will inform my father.”

They both turned their horses around and rode out into the sunlight. “Do you know he was staring at my breasts the whole time he was talking to you Shannon? He stripped me naked as I sat there, but he must have left my knickers on or he would have had a heart attack.” Paul said it with such a straight face that Shannon burst out laughing. Then with the same straight face he added “It’s nothing to laugh at Shannon that kind of thing makes a girl very uncomfortable.” This time she went hysterical and almost fell off her horse. “Do you know his perverted attentions have made my nipples go like two little peas on top of mountains?”

“That’s it Shannon said, I’ve laughed so much I am hurting will you please stop talking.”

They went silent for the next ten minutes riding, it was broke when Shannon said, “I will be sorry in three months time.”

“Why, what happens then?”

“My time as the domineering one will have run out and you will have to be put back to normal.”

“You know Shannon I have been thinking about that too. I think that if we are on a roll at the time it might be better to carry on until it ends. But I must stress that I don’t want to stay like this forever, as I want to have my go at being domineering.”

“Come on lover lets go back to the house for coffee.”

“I think we will go into town for a nightclub what do you think?”

“I don’t mind but I had better not drink just in case there are any boys that have no idea what no is.”

“It’s all part of the game Pauline, even if they steal a kiss, you must expect the unexpected.”

“I knew there had to be a catch in it somewhere and I hope it doesn’t come to that.” He looked at her and she was smiling one of her wicked smiles and his heart dropped. What had she got in store for him tonight and what was Shannon going to do?

“That’s settled then you can drive and I will have a drink, but not too many just enough. What a night I am going to have, or should I say we?”

It was nine pm and Shannon was down stairs dressed in a white dress that buttoned all the way up the front. Underneath she had on a thong and bra and neither covered very much.

Paul walked down the stairs wearing a dark blue dress that only just covered his bum with knickers and bra. He had knee length glossy black boots on and a matching purse.

“You look stunning lover I think you will pull tonight.”

“There you go upsetting me before we even leave the house, and we had better go it’s an hour’s run.” “They had been in the nightclub about four hours and Paul sat down for the first time with Shannon. For the last two hours the boys would not let him off of the dance floor. He had been sitting there for about three minutes when a young man sat down at their table and handed Shannon a drink. “This is Leo,” Shannon said, “When we go home in a moment I said we would give him a lift. You don’t mind do you Pauline?”

“No Shannon when are you thinking of leaving?”

I’m going to have a couple of dances with him and then we will go.

Just then a boy came over and grabbed Paul’s hand and dragged him onto the floor. Just his luck it was that time of night and the slow dances had started. The boy pulled Paul to him and put a hand on his buttock over the dress. He was almost crushing Paul who found it very uncomfortable, “Steady” he said and pulled away slightly. Paul didn’t mind having the dance and he didn’t mind it being slow at least it was passing the time and an experience that he would never forget. It was just as the dance was coming to an end when the boy pulled him close fast and French kissed him. Paul tried to pull away and over the boys shoulder he could see Shannon smiling almost laughing. When the boy pulled away Paul gave him a light smack on the face saying “You better not try that next week when I come here.”

The boy smiled and answered by saying “I will see you next week then,” and he walked away as Paul walked back to the table.

“He was friendly Shannon said.”

“Yes it seems as though I have talked my self into a date here next week.”

The young man at the table asked Shannon to have a dance and she obliged by getting up. She smiled at Paul saying “Look after the drinks Pauline and stepped onto the dance floor.”

Paul looked on as they both got close together and she had her head resting on his shoulder as she used to do when dancing with him. As he looked at them dancing he noticed the man’s hand was resting on her buttock under her dress. What the hell is she letting him do that for, surely she’s not drunk. She pulled her head off of his shoulder and as they looked at each other she kissed him in a French kiss. Both of the boy’s hands were now on her buttocks, one on each cheek. Paul’s heart was beating twenty to the dozen she was behaving like a whore. He thought about going up and dragging her away then he remembered how he was dressed and what he had in his bra. Another slow dance started and once again they were both close to each other and his hands were now moving all over her buttocks. They once more went into a lingering kiss and he could see her eyes looking at him as their lips touched. At the end of the dance they both came back to the table and the boy sat down. “Keep Leo, company while I go to the little girls room Pauline.” It was ten minutes before she came back and said, “We had better go before the crowd.” Leo stood up and took hold of her hand and they walked out together.

Outside in the car park Paul pressed the electronic key and opened the doors. He got in and Leo got in the back and to Paul’s shock Shannon got in beside him. He looked in the mirror and saw Leo put his arm around her. Shannon said, “Put some music on for the game Pauline,” he knew what she meant and did as she said. He could see them talking and smiling at each other, it was impossible to hear what they were saying over the top of the radio. He did however see movement and saw Leo’s other hand move. He had to pull up in the next garage for petrol and when he got out and looked down into the back seat while filling the tank his heart almost stopped. Leo had his hand inside the top of Shannon’s dress, ‘he must be feeling her breasts’ he thought. He tore his eyes away and went to the cashier and paid, then quickly walked back. Her dress was now unbuttoned all the way down and she had no bra or thong on. He got back in the car and with a shaky voice asked how much further Leo?

It is about a mile up the road further he answered and turned and kissed Shannon on the lips. The music had gone low and he heard Leo say “Lovely pussy” and Shannon laughed. It was a minute later when Leo said, “Pull over on the right Love and I will get out.” Paul pulled over and Leo asked, “Shall I see you again Shannon?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then I wish you all the best love,” and Leo kissed her once more on the lips. Once he was out side he waved as Paul drove off.

Nothing was said on the way home and it was quiet right up until they were both in bed. Then Paul reached across and put his hand on her belly and moved down to her pubic area. He felt her open her legs and his hand moved away going up towards her breasts. He took hold of the nearest one in his hand and started to knead it. Then he turned and knelt by her side letting the sheet roll off the bed. Bending down he kissed her other breast still kneading the first. He lifted his head and saw her looking at him as if for the first time and bent once more this time taking her nipple between his teeth. He gently squeezed and flicked it all ways with his tongue, looking up he saw her close her eyes. Paul knew that she loved him doing this and he gently squeezed the other nipple with his thumb and finger and turning it back and forth at the same time. Then still holding her nipple in his mouth and sucking on her breast he moved his hand down towards her pubic area once more. His fingers touched the lips of her sex and she gave a little moan. The finger probed and teased then played with her curls of pubic hair, she started to wriggle about. As his finger probed once more she lifted her body to get more but he pulled back leaving her wanting. She moaned once more and he smiled, he was once more in control. He knew without looking that his manhood was solid and hurting him, she had turned him on in the club. Then on the way back she had turned him on again with her antics in the car. He knew it was all part of the game but she had hurt him all the same.

She had known what she had been doing and she knew that it had turned him on watching another man touch her in places that only he had before.

He had lusted for her in the car and he wished that he had been Leo in the back seat. He moved his lower torso across and spread her legs, then with a final act of revenge pierced her body. His movements were slow, as he wanted to savor the moment. Shannon was pulling down on him trying to speed things up but he was not having any of it. She was moaning incoherent noises and was now pushing up to meet his thrusts. In an act of mercy his rhythm got faster and she opened her eyes and looked at him. She was staring as if in a daze and once more both climaxed together. He slowly lay on top of her for a moment still taking his weight with his hands, and then rolling off lay on his back.

It was a few moments later when Shannon said thank you lover, then turning around to face him put her arm over his body. Now that was a session to remember Paul, we have never had it so good. I’ll bet that next week will be even better lover and she kissed him on the chest. She sat up and retrieved the sheet and pulled it over them both then she fell asleep.

In the morning Shannon was awake first and lay there looking at Paul. She knew that last night she had set out to make him jealous and instead she might have hurt him. She loved Paul more than mere words could ever say and she would never see him hurt. He has done all she asked in the name of the game and has not once complained. She was lost in her thoughts and did not see him open his eyes and look back at her.

“What are you thinking about Shannon?”

“I was thinking that I hurt you last night.”

“Yes you did hurt me you also made me extremely jealous and I wanted to stop you kissing him on the dance floor, but it also excited me seeing you blatantly doing it, you were teasing me to the extreme. In the car I was not hurt but again excited at seeing what he was doing to you. His hands were going places where only my hands had gone before. I felt ashamed at allowing you to carry on like that without saying anything. I felt humiliated but at the same time that also excited me, it was as if he knew who I was and was he laughing at me. It could only have been worse if it had been someone I knew when I was Paul. Strange as it might seem even the thought of that gets me mildly excited. I felt last night that I had to prove a point and be better than he was although he only touched you. I believe our sex is getting better since this game has started.”

“Yes lover our sex is getting better and I take note of all your thoughts. While we are on the subject of the dance floor I saw you French kissing a boy.”

“Please don’t tell me that made you jealous, he stole a kiss and I smacked his face.”

“You didn’t slap it very hard because he was laughing and made a date for next week.”

“Well he was kind of cute and he held my bum in a very sexy way.”

Shannon burst out laughing when she stopped she said, “I am really proud of you. I have put you in some really awkward situations and you still have time to have fun. I love having you here all the time it’s like being married again. Come on lover let’s get up it’s time for breakfast.”

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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Paul woke up looking at the sunlight that was blinding him, so he slipped out of bed and went for his early morning shower. Once he was dressed he went down for breakfast, where Shannon was sitting drinking coffee. He poured a coffee for himself while Shannon told him that the insurance people had phoned her, saying he had to go for a medical. She gave the address of the clinic to him, and said, “The appointment is for today.”

Well I have plenty of time now that I have been made redundant. I had a check up the other month, so I wonder what they want to see me for now.” Paul was correct when he said that as soon as the takeover was complete, he would be made redundant. His house was now on the market and would soon be sold, and Shannon was spending more time at the farm.

You had better get your skates on as it’s in an hour’s time, and I think I had better come with you. I have nothing to do today, and I could do with a break away from the farm. Come on I’ll drive, we can have lunch after the appointment.”

It took forty minutes to get to the clinic, and as soon as they stepped in the door, they were ushered into another room. There was a woman sitting behind the desk, and she stood up as they entered. “Hello Paul and you are?”

I am Shannon his wife.”

“The two of you please sit down, what I have to say is serious but reversible. However first, just to check that I have the correct information would you please take off your shirt Paul?”

Paul did as he was asked and the doctor came around the desk. She checked his heart beat, and listened to his breathing then she took out a magnifying glass, and looked at both of his nipples. “Yes I see it all now, the scan was correct it’s there as plain as day.” She then went back to her seat and sat down saying “You can put your shirt back on.”

Paul was worried now, “What’s the problem doctor; am I going to die?”

She laughed and answered “No you won’t die, but if we don’t operate straight away you might have to have a lot of skin graphs. You have a rare skin disease that only one in four million people get. What we do is put you to sleep and operate, we lift the skin and put a solution under it then sow it back down. The body absorbs the solution, and over a period of time it cures the disease. The only problem is for a while it will look like you have breasts.”

“What if I don’t have the operation?” Paul asked.

“It will spread all over your chest eventually and it will be the devils own job to cure.”

“Oh God what the hell am I going to do” he put his head in his hands and added “Shannon tell me what to do?”

“You have no choice lover; you have to let her operate on you as I don’t want you getting worse.” She looked at the doctor and asked “When could you operate doctor?”

“I could be ready in a few hours, if you want to go away and think about it you can do so. I must stress though, that the sooner you have it done the quicker it will heal. We have the facilities in this clinic to do the operation with after care if needed. He would have to stay in the clinic for a week, but after that we would allow him home but still bandaged up. We will send a nurse every day to change the dressing on the stitches.”

“What about scars after the operation?”

“He is a young man, and the stitches will be fine, and they will disappear in a short time.”

“Today will be fine” Paul said with a shaky voice.

“I will be here for you when you wake up Paul, don’t worry everything is going to be fine you wait and see.”

It was a week later when Shannon picked Paul up to return him to the farm. He was still bandaged up, but he was happy to go home. The house in London had been sold, and Shannon had removed all their belongings. She had hired a driver to fetch Paul’s car to the farm, and it was parked up when they arrived.

Shannon helped Paul out of the car, she did not want him straining and tear his stitches apart. He walked inside and sat down at the table, and waited for Shannon to sit opposite. “How does it feel Paul?”

“Indescribable, it does not hurt but it feels strange, it feels as if I have a great weight on my chest. How are things on the building side Shannon?”

“I have had a few alterations done inside the house, and I still have a bit more to do. Experts from up north will do the bits and pieces that are left to do inside the house. The swimming pool has been started, and they have allowed two months before completion. Until you are fully recovered you will have to stay inside the house, I don’t want you damaging your stitches. The stables have been started, and should be completed about the same time as the pool. So as not to embarrass you lover, after the workers have gone home for the night, I will take you out in the evening and show you around. I am looking forward to having you on the farm all the time, you never needed that silly job, and you know you never liked it.”

It was true he hated the job, and it stressed him out too much. He also knew that all the time he had this problem with his skin, that they would always wondering what was inside his shirt, to be truthful so was he. Since the operation, he had always had to be lying in his back with his head covered, while the dressing was being changed. He knew that it had been one hell of an operation, because he had been out cold for ten hours.\

It was three weeks to the day when the nurse told them, there was no need to change the dressings anymore, and left the last one off. The stitches had healed and there was very little if any scar. “I must go now I don’t expect to see you for a long time, but I will send Miss Shannon up as she wishes to see you.” When she had gone he was still in the semi dark, and his shirt had been buttoned back up. He looked around for a mirror but couldn’t see one. The wardrobe that had been fitted still had no mirrored doors, as he knew that they would not be arriving until the end of the week.

Shannon walked in and said; “Sit down on the edge of the bed Paul I want to talk to you.” He did as she requested and she sat at his side, “Now that’s all over and we are back to normal almost, how do you feel?”

“I feel great but I can still feel a weight on my chest, and more than ever now.”

“Good, now let’s get back to the game, as it has been a long time, do you remember what you said to me, on the first night the game started?”

“Yes of course I do, I said that you had full control over the game and me, you were to be the dominant one and I would be the passive. You said you would always be here for me, and you would never leave me. You know Shannon that I would never go back on my word because you are my lover and can do no wrong.”

“Well we are going to put it to the test right now so you had better come with me to the spare room.”

She then took hold of his hand and led him out of the room, and then along the landing. Shannon opened the door to the spare room and walked inside, it was dark and Shannon opened the curtains to let the light in. “Come here and stand in front of this portable mirror” he did so but the mirror was covered with a sheet. She was stood at the side of the mirror and said “Now you had better get your self ready for a shock.” Shannon whipped off the sheet and waited for a reaction.

Paul said, “My God, how am I going to hide these from the rest of the world? It’s like I have a big pair of, pair of….”

“Breasts” She finished the sentence for him, “They are rather good aren’t they? That’s why the operation took so long; the implants are a c-cup. It’s all part of the game Pauline, don’t worry the implants can be taken out at any time and you are still a man.” She walked behind him and put her arms through his so that she could cup his breasts in her hands and lift them slightly. She teased the nipples and to his astonishment they rose to the occasion. “Are you mad at me Pauline, for tricking you like that?”

He turned to face her and after a moment said, “I will stick to what I said, and the game. I love you Shannon and that is all that matters and I can only assume that this is just the start of something more frightening.”

Shannon smiled saying “That’s it lover, take it in your stride, and I love you too” and she kissed him on the lips. “You will always be my man she added, no mater what happens from now on.”

He looked at her very serious and asked, “I will never wake up and find my manhood has been taken from me? There is no way that I could live with that or forgive you.”

“Oh Paul, I promise that will never happen, I would never do that to you, please believe me. That will never happen in the game, you will only go under the knife once more but that will be to take the implants out. You are my man, and you could never satisfy me if you are a woman.” She could see there were tears in his eyes, “Lover, I will have it wrote down and witnessed if you like. “It’s just that I don’t want to die, and that is how strongly I feel about the thought.” Oh lover, I don’t want you to die either” she knew by the way he spoke that he meant what he said. She also knew that she would never let that happen, as she was very much in love with Paul. and fall as he breathed. Shannon was looking at him and she asked “What are you thinking of Paul?”

“I was thinking that having my own pair of breasts, makes my life a little easier.” “How do you work that out?”

“I can play with my own, instead of trying to play with yours.”

She laughed out loud and then said “No seriously, what are you thinking?”

“I was lying here looking at my breasts, and the nipples on the tip, and I suddenly got a hard on.”

Shannon put her hand over between his legs and felt his manhood, “Wow that is very hard.” She leaned over and took the nearest nipple in her mouth while her hand played with his manhood. “You are finding having them a turn on Paul, and the thought of you being turned on, turns me on.” Once again she took his nipple in her mouth, this time she sucked and clasped the nipple between her teeth. Paul rolled over and pushed her on to her back, and with a hand resting either side of her head, he pushed her legs apart with his body. He slowly lowered himself and entered her sex, and then with slow methodical movements, he started to take her to her peak. She lifted her head and sucked on one of Paul’s breasts, and kneading the other with her hand. She had matched his rhythm, and was now lifting her lower body to meet his thrusts. It was over as soon as it started, when they both reached their climax together, Paul fell off to one side and said “Sorry Shannon.”

“What for lover?”

“I just could not control myself, it was far too hard.”

“I know Paul, I felt it as you entered” and she smiled.

“No! You know what I mean Shannon.”

“I loved it Paul, it was spontaneous and unexpected, and it is that little bit of spice is what our marriage needs. Now that you are fully fit once again I have arranged for you to visit someone. This person can only help you, and you must do all they say however embarrassing it might be. I will go with you for the first couple of hours just to get you settled, and then you will be on your own for the next few days. I will be there to pick you up or meet you whatever it is? Don’t worry its all part of the game.” On hearing this Paul got a bad case of butterflies in his stomach, what was he going to be in for now?

“When is this going to take place Shannon?”

“Tomorrow lover, we have to sort you out so that you can go outside without being stared at.” She was looking at his body and noticed that he had very little body hair and she knew that he almost never shaved. His face was thin, young and quite boyish despite his age. He had very few if any muscles that showed, with no blemishes or spots, and to her astonishment his hips and torso had shape, and it was something she had never noticed before. Even more astonishing, was the fact that the breasts did not seem out of place on his body.

“No operations?”

“No lover, I told you no more operations” she saw the relief on his face and smiled. Shannon grabbed hold of his manhood, “Come on lover, get up and I will make you breakfast.” Within moments of saying that, she had jumped out of bed and after dressing disappeared out the door. Paul then pulled him self off the bed and dressed. Shorts, jeans and socks, then to top it off he put on a tight T-shirt. It was then that the breasts he had were more prominent; the T-shirt now exaggerated them.

Paul walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, where Shannon was frying breakfast. When he walked in she looked up and saw what he had seen earlier, but decided not to comment, “Sit down Paul and I will bring the food over.”

After he sat down he asked “What is this place that I’m going to Shannon?”

“It’s a place were they will teach you how to dress, and put make-up on” She waited for a reaction but there was none. She brought the breakfasts over to the table and sat opposite. “You don’t seem overly concerned, about what I have just told you Paul.”

“No, you and I are in no man’s land, and I have to go with the flow to see the results. I have to admit that our love making since the game started has improved, and I think that it has never been better. This game is getting very interesting, and it fills me with as much fear as it does excitement. Since starting this game all my nerves have been on fire, I also sense that we have only breached the perimeter, and there is worse to come.”

“Keep those thoughts lover you never know what might happen. Do you fancy coming for a ride today there will be no one around to see you, at least you can get some fresh air?”

“Don’t mind if I do, you can show me what has been happening around the farm.”

It was the following morning and Shannon was already down stairs, he could smell the fried bacon. Diving out of bed he quickly dressed, and went down stairs. As he walked into the kitchen, Shannon was at the cooker frying eggs. Paul walked over put his arms around her waist saying “I do love you Shannon” and he kissed her cheek.

“Thank you lover, and I love you too” and she turned and kissed him back, “Now sit down because your food is ready.”

Shannon carried the breakfast over and sat opposite him, as they were eating she talked about the place he was going to.” A woman called Madam Fiona runs this establishment, and she and her girls are going to teach you, all you need to know about make-up, and how to dress. She will also go about hiding your wedding tackle, without damaging it. You have to do all she says without question, the faster you learn, the faster you are back here with me. I don’t want you being shy, because there are only girls in this establishment, they all know of your breasts, and they all know of the game we are playing.”

“How do you get to know all these people, Shannon?”

She smiled answering “They are all friends of mine in the riding circle, and you will meet them all again from time to time.”

“It was two hours later, and they were driving the outskirts of Stratford upon Avon. She had turned into the drive of a large mansion, and there were paddocks and fields on both sides. “How do you feel lover?” Shannon asked

“I’m nervous, and full of fear and excitement, and of course the dread of not knowing what is going to happen.”

“Don’t worry it can only be good lover” they both stepped from the car, and when they walked to the door Shannon pressed the bell push.

A maid came to the door, and as soon as Shannon said who they were, the maid showed them to the lounge. It was there that Paul received his first shock, all the people in the room were women in their thirties or younger. What was even worse; was the fact that they were all looking at him, when they walked into the room. The oldest woman walked over to greet them, “Shannon how nice to see you; and this must be the reluctant Paul, that we have to turn into Pauline,” and she kissed them both on the cheek. “Let me introduce you to the others in the room, they are all here to help you with your predicament Paul.” Fiona pointed with her open hand, and they all nodded in turn. “Pat she covers speech and poise, Agatha she is cosmetics and make-up, Rona is into dress and design, and Tess is a hairdresser and beautician. Now we all know each other, I think we had all better get down to the reason we are all here,” and they all sat down once more. Everyone was sitting down except Paul; and he was still standing in the centre of the floor. “Now” Fiona said still looking at Paul, “I want you to take all your clothes off.”

Paul nearly choked, “What, hay, hay,” he then composed him self and asked “What for might I ask?”

“Look, it’s to help you dress and look like a girl, or I should say a young lady, all of us here have to know what we are working with. At some stage or another we will all see you naked, so you might as well get it over with. Now would you please take your clothes off for us?”

Paul thought well she is right there, and they all know about his breasts, he looked over at Shannon, and she smiled back and nodded yes. “It’s a bit cold bloodied” he said “But I bow to the inevitable.” There had been a chair provided and he sat down and removed his shoes and socks. His trousers came off next, and he stopped and wondered which way to go, and decided to unbutton the shirt, and let it fall to the chair. He heard gasps of air and a mumbling of voices and on top of all the voices he heard Fiona ask “What are those on your chest Paul?”

He thought then said “Well with respect Madam Fiona, if you don’t know, then I am in a lot more trouble than I imagined. I am dreading what you are going to ask when I take my boxers off, but I will add, I think they are a c-cup so I have been informed.”

They all laughed and Fiona said, “At least you still have a sense of humor Paul” at the same time she was speaking he dropped his shorts.

The whole room of women except for Shannon stood up and walked towards him, and he heard comments like thick hair and light colored, small waist, shapely legs, pubic hair will have to be removed along with those light ones on his legs and girly facial features. The one that really shook him was nice pair of breasts I wish mine were like that. Because of all the perfume he had up his nose he had a hard on, and he felt his face redden. He felt a sharp pain, and then felt it go limp and he heard Fiona say as the sat down once more, “Ok Paul there is a dressing gown behind you, put that on to cover your nakedness.”

He turned and picked it up, and looked at it for a few moments before putting the pink gown on, and tying it up with the belt.

“Is there something wrong with the gown Paul?” Fiona asked.

“Pink is not really my color, I always thought it clashed with my eyes.”

There were a few more laughs and Fiona said “I believe Shannon has told you what we are about to do. Are there any questions you would like to ask Paul?”

“There probably is, but at this very moment in time I am placing myself in your hands. The sooner we get started with this the better, and the sooner I am back with Shannon.”

“Good for you Paul, that is a positive attitude, and we will start as soon as you say good-by to Shannon.”

Shannon stood the same time as Paul, and she walked over and kissed him on the lips saying “See you in a few days time lover.” She kissed him once more, and after saying her good-bys to the others in the room, she walked out.

In a matter of seconds of Shannon leaving, he was stripped once more. His photo was taken, and he was measured, and samples of his hair were taken. He was told to put on the dressing gown, and Agatha took him away to a dressing room. He spent the rest of the day learning how to put on make-up. That was tiring and repetitious but by the end of the day he was getting it right. He asked many questions, and was told the whys and why not about make-up. It was late when they let him go to bed, and he fell asleep straight away.

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it was the following morning when Paul got up that he thought his head had been hit with a sledgehammer. He lifted his head off the pillow then letting it fall back down as if it was made of lead. He rolled out of bed and fell to his hands and knees, and then using the bed as an aid stood up. As quick as he could move he staggered to the bathroom, and threw water over his face. He mustered the strength to wash and shave, and then walked down the stairs. Shannon was sitting at the table when he walked into the kitchen. He made himself a coffee and sat down opposite her, then looking over to the waste bin saw the empty bottle of JD. “No wonder my head is aching he said, I never thought I drank as much as that though.”

“There’s more, but we will talk about that after we have had our little talk. I have given our problem a lot of thought, and have worked out a plan of action, well to be correct some rules with a binding contract. I have been reading a lot of books on the subject for the last two days, and have come up with a solution. As I said the other day we have to make changes if we are going to stay together. I believe what I said was one of us has to be the dominant one, and the other the submissive, don’t you agree?”

“Yes I suppose so Shannon, what have you got in mind?”

“Right now listen in to the rules, and you had better digest the meaning.”

“One, the dominant person has the right to punish the submissive. This can either be done by kind, or by minor chastisement. Chastisement can be in the form of minor corporal punishment, or in a task depending on the wrongdoing. If the submissive does something wrong, then the dominant one has the right to do the same back, two wrongs do make a right.”

“Two, the submissive must always do what the dominant one says, however embarrassing it might seem at the time.”

“Three if at any time the submissive one embarrasses the dominant one, she/he has the right to humiliate the submissive in any way he/she seems correct.”

“Four, restraints can be used as forms of punishment, as they can also be used for sexual pleasure.”
“Five, bondage is allowed.”

“Six, dressing up and roll play is also permitted, no exceptions.”

“Seven, mental torture is also allowed.”

“Well what do you think of my proposals Paul?”

“Yes I see what you’re getting at, but how do we choose who is the dominant, and who is the submissive? Also, how do we know that the submissive is going to do all that the dominant says?”

“We choose by playing a game of cards, and there has to be some sort of hold over the submissive. Now do you want to play cards or not, and it will be only one game?”

“Yes I agree and the game will be three-card brag.”

“Ok Paul, then you must first sign the contract under my signature, and the winner crosses out the dominant ones name.”

“Paul signed and then went to the drawer, and brought back a new set of playing cards. He took the jokers out then shuffled the pack, what are the ground rules?”

Shannon thought for a moment then answered, “Ace low, and no king, queen, ace, and one, two, three is the lowest run. Bouncers beat straight runs.”

Paul once more shuffled the pack, and placed them on the table saying “Cut.” Shannon took the top quarter of the pack off, and put them to one side. With the rest of the pack Paul dealt three cards each, saying we turn one card over each in turn. Shannon turned a nine of spades over face up; Paul turned a king of hearts. Shannon then turned over a seven of hearts, and Paul a queen of hearts. Shannon then turned over an eight of spades, Paul looked at the hand she had, and his stomach felt queasy, and it was not the drink the night before that was doing it. He turned the card over and his heart missed a beat, as he saw another king looking back at him.

Shannon took hold of the contract and crossed out her own signature, and then looking at Paul said, “You had better go back to bed.”
“Have we started already Shannon?”

“No but you look terrible, we will talk when you have had a little more sleep.”

“Thanks” then he stood up and walked up the stairs back to bed. It was a while later that Shannon slipped the contract in an envelope, and then in another envelope with an accompanying letter. It was addressed to her solicitor, and she walked outside and into the car. She went down to the village, and posted the letter then returned to the farm. It was three in the afternoon when Paul finally came back down stairs, and he was looking a lot better. Shannon made him a coffee and they both sat at the table, “When does my domination start then, today?”

“No it is the first of the month on Friday, and it will start then.”

“How do you know that I will do all that you say?”

“That is because if you don’t do as I say or tell you, I will show you these photos to all your friends, and then she showed him the print outs of the photos.”

“He nearly choked on his coffee, what the fuck, I think you had better go and get me another bottle of JD, and then I might wake up on the same planet that I fell asleep on.”

Shannon laughed and said, “I caught you both at it last night, and took those then threw him out on his ass. He phoned up this morning, saying that it was a date rape drug that he had slipped in your drink. He is now in New York for the next four years, but the pictures will come in handy my love” and she kissed him on the cheek.

“Crying out loud, you’re bloody serious aren’t you?”

It was a few days later and Friday night. Paul had just finished his day’s work, and he was glad the week was over. It took him longer than usual to drive home, because he left late, and then he had caught all the traffic. He pulled up outside the house, and noticed that all the lights were off, and that meant Shannon was at the farm, and she would be waiting for him there. He was starving, but it looked like he would have to wait a few more hours, before he stopped his hunger. Inside he walked straight to the shower, and was hoping it would be refreshing, and make him feel better. He was walking down the stairs with the towel around his waist, when he heard the phone ring. As he ran to answer it, the towel almost fell off but he held it up with one hand and grabbed the receiver.

“Hello Paul speaking, how can I help?”

“It’s me Shannon, in the bedroom you will find some clothes on the bed, and I want you to wear them when you drive up here to the farm tonight. Put your normal clothes over the top, and I will see you later.”

“Paul walked back up the stairs, and then stepped into the bedroom; he walked over to the bed and got the shock of his life. There on the bed was a pair of three-inch stiletto shoes, a pair of stockings, and a Basque with suspenders. There was also a pair of silk knickers, ‘she’s having a laugh he thought.’ He picked them up to throw them off of the bed, and then he saw the print of him and Simon, ‘god she’s blackmailing me and I have to do as she says.’

He picked up the Basque and slipped it on, followed by the stockings and clipping them to the suspenders, and then pulling on the knickers. He looked at him self in the mirror, and straightened up one of the suspenders, and asked out loud, “What the fuck am I doing?” He put a pair of jeans over the top with a tee shirt, and then put some trainers on his feet. Picking up the stiletto shoes, he walked out of the door to the car. It was just then as he sat inside the drivers seat that he had a frightening thought. ‘What if I have an accident dressed like this?’ He answered his own question by saying to him self ‘don’t have an accident.’

By the time he got to the farm driveway gates it was dark. Paul jumped out of the car and punched in the numbers. Nothing happened so he pressed the buzzer button and waited.

The intercom sounded and it was Shannon talking, “Hello who is it, and how can I help? I cannot let you in without prior appointments.”

“Shannon it’s me Paul let me in?”

“Are you wearing those clothes I told you to put on?”

“Yes I have no choice have I.”

“Right then listen in, by the left hand gatepost, there is a pair of handcuffs take them with you to the car. Then drive the car down the road to that lay-by, and take all your clothes of except for the ones that I told you to wear. Make sure that you are wearing the stiletto shoes because I will know if you are cheating. Then get out of the car, and close the door locking the keys inside, I have your spare set here. Put the handcuffs on with your hands behind your back, and walk back to the gate and press the buzzer once more. I will let you in and come down to the gate to meet you.”
“That lay-by is at least a hundred yards away Shannon! I can’t do it.”

“You have to do it, if you don’t want me to send off these pictures to your friends by e-mail. Now chop, chop go and do it, and you had better be quick as it is almost turning out time in the pubs.” The intercom went dead and he was stood there thinking how he could do this.

He then had a brain wave, ‘I will give it some time as if I have done all she asks then buzz her again.’ He gave it five minutes and buzzed the intercom.

“Yes who is it?”

“It’s me Paul let me in I’ve done as you asked.”

Two lights came on and Shannon said “I can see you on the CCTV; you have still got all your clothes on. That was very silly, now I will have to punish you tomorrow.\\”

“I think you are punishing me now Shannon.”

“Of course I’m not, I am just going to give you some sexual stimulation, now go and do as I say” and she added in a stern voice “And stop being a baby.” The light went out at the same time the intercom went dead.

Paul bowed to the inevitable, and bent down to retrieve the handcuffs, he then stepped back inside the car and drove it down to the lay-by. On the way down he was pleased to notice, that there was plenty of cover if a car came. He stripped off and put the shoes on, and felt a right strange dressed the way he was. Then he waited to hear if there were cars about, and got out closing the door, he heard the click of the lock and his heart sank. He was now committed and he ran as fast as he could with the shoes on. He heard a car coming, and dived into the shrubs that were on each side of the road. Paul let two more cars go by before he felt safe to venture out once more. He ran the rest of the way before the next car came and went. It was hard to keep his balance because his hands were behind his back. Once it had gone out of sight he pressed the buzzer once more this time with his nose.

“Yes who is it this time?”

“It’s me Paul, please let me in I’m freezing and scared I am going to be seen.”

“The light came on once more, and Shannon said “Nice now do a twirl.”

“Bloody hell Shannon, I can hear a car coming.”

“Then you had better be fast” and he heard her laugh.

He spun around and waited, and he could hear the car getting closer, still the gates were not opening. Then just as the car was almost on him, the gate opened and he squeezed through. As the car went past he sounded his horn, fuck I hope he never recognized me. He was stood with his back to the wall, and out of sight of the road, he waited an age thinking that Shannon would not come. Then he saw the car headlights, what if its not her he thought and its one of her friends going home. He slipped behind the bushes to his left and waited, the car arrived and stopped. Then he heard Shannon shout, “Paul where are you?”

Paul walked out of the bushes and towards the car, turning with his back to the car he opened the door and sat inside. The door closed by itself and Paul felt safe once more, he never said a word, as she slowly drove the car down the drive. She put her hand across and ran it up and down the top part of his leg, squeezing the bit of flesh at the top of the stockings\\.

“What are you doing” he asked?

“When we were going out with each other, before we were married you used to do that with me.”

“Do you know, I think that the last car that went past has seen me, because he blew his horn? I also think that you have lost the plot, touching my legs like that, you ought to know that I am not that kind of person.”

Shannon burst out laughing, and asked “How did you feel when the car sounded his horn?”

“Fear, shame, embarrassment, for some strange reason it gave me a raging hard, and I’ve still got one.”

Shannon stopped the car and leant over putting her arm behind his back, she kissed him on the lips hard. Then with her other hand she was running it over his legs, until she felt his manhood. She herself was wearing a skirt, and once she had pulled his panties to one side exposing his manhood, she swung her leg over and sat on him. He sat perfectly still, as she rose and fell onto his piercing manhood. Her pace quickened and he too came to the brink, and they both climaxed at the same time. Shannon fell forward, and with her head over his shoulder next to his, and she was making no attempt to get off. They sat like that for a good five minutes, before she slipped off leaving a trail of both their juices on his leg. Nothing more was said on the way to the house. Once there and she had stopped the car he tried to get out, but because of the cuffs he was unable to open the door. Shannon reached across and opened it for him, and as soon as he was out he stood there waiting for her to open the front door. Once inside Shannon walked behind and unlocked the cuffs and took them off. He was stood there looking at her, and with his manhood still pointing out in front. “For heavens sake put that in your knickers” she said pointing.

“Can I go and change into something decent now Shannon?”

“No I want you to stay as you are until I say you can change, now sit down and eat the meal I have prepared.”

“He did as he was told because he was hungry, and the warmth of the house was making him feel a lot better. An hour later they both went into the lounge, and Shannon sat down on the couch. “Stand up there next to the fire Paul; I want to take a good look at you. Keep your legs close together, I want to see what shape your in. Now turn around and face the wall,” once he had done so she stood up, and felt the cheeks of his bum. “Yes you have a very shapely body; I can do things with that. Does it bother you being dressed like that?”

Paul thought then answered “Not now, but it did when I was in fear of being seen by someone.”

“It does not embarrass you being dressed like that in front of me?”

“Yes and no, I don’t know how I feel, but because I am dressed like this, do you think that I am not a man?”

“You are dressed in feminine clothes does it make you feel sexy, because as we speak I see that you are getting aroused once more. I might want to carry this further and give you a wig and make-up how does that sound? I could turn you into a girl and I can see that just the thought is turning you on. Would you like to be a girl for a while, nice sexy underwear touching your skin, making you feel the feminine side of your body?”

‘Why the hell was he feeling like this? Shannon was right of course, the thought was turning him on, and giving him strange feelings between his legs.’

“Would you like me to turn you into a girl when I wanted to?” She was smiling as she asked. “The sex we had in the car was the best we have had for five years, all because you were dressed like a girl. I could call you Pauline, would you like that? Don’t answer these questions now Pauline, answer when you have had time to reflect on what I have said. I want you to be submissive, and passive doing all I ask without question.” Shannon was talking very softly and it was having an effect on what he was thinking. “Do you want to be submissive and passive for me Pauline?”

The sound of her voice being sultry and sexy was turning him on, and he heard himself croak “Yes Shannon.”

Still in a soft silky voice and slipping her hands gently over his body, she added “I might be cruel to you, I might embarrass you, and I might even humiliate you in the company of others, but I would never leave you, and you would never lose my love, would you mind Pauline?”

“No Shannon” her soft voice was intoxicating and he was now under her spell.

“If you really love me Pauline, you will do all I say without question, do you love me Pauline?”

“Yes of course I do Shannon.”

“If you truly love me, you will let me satisfy myself as I want, do you truly love me Pauline?”

“Yes Shannon, you can do as you wish, as long as I am the only one you truly love, and you promise that we will never part.” He couldn’t understand why he was feeling this way, and why he was giving her all she asked for. He knew though that he loved being dominated, and it was the suspense that was giving him the thrill. He knew tonight at the gate when Shannon had him under her control, that he loved the feeling. Maybe this was what was missing in both of their lives to dominate and to be dominated. Even he had to admit, that they had had the best sex for a long time when in the car.

“There will be no punishment tomorrow Pauline, we must go to bed you look tired.”

Member submitted Femdom story. Femdom or female domination sex stories, are those where a woman takes the lead. Dominant wives, girlfriends or women in positions of power, are usually the main character, with a submissive male or female, attending to their every demand. For male and female subs, femdom fiction is likely to contain story elements of both softer activities like foot worship and teasing, to more hardcore activities like light torture, pain play (nipple and genital clamps, CBT), strap-on sex (pegging), figging, smothering, suffocation, orgasm denial, fisting, anal play, spanking, toilet play and humiliation.

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