Lisa was a force to be reckoned with. The moment she stepped into her opulent Manhattan penthouse apartment each morning, her stilettos clicking authoritatively against the marble inlaid floor, the entire city seemed to tremble. But Lisa paid the bowing…
Tara was a force to be reckoned with. A stunningly beautiful woman with an insatiable appetite for power and control, she had honed her skills as a dominatrix into an art form. With each new client, Tara reveled in unraveling…
Soft, warm sand shifts beneath my weight as I saunter up the beach, hips swaying to music only I can hear. The sun glints off my caramel skin, glistening as the tropic breeze caresses me like a lover. Beads of…
Traci doesn’t just manage the swing shift—she dominates it. When a late-night meeting turns into a full-blown office kink confession, she takes control and gives her employee a taste of what it really means to work under her.
The night was humid and sweltering, the air heavy with an unnatural musk that made my skin prickle. At 8 months pregnant, I could barely waddle through the abandoned corn field, my swollen belly bumping against ripe ears of corn.…
Lisa was a force to be reckoned with. The moment she stepped into her opulent Manhattan penthouse apartment each morning, her stilettos clicking authoritatively against the marble inlaid floor, the entire city seemed to tremble. But Lisa paid the bowing…
Tara was a force to be reckoned with. A stunningly beautiful woman with an insatiable appetite for power and control, she had honed her skills as a dominatrix into an art form. With each new client, Tara reveled in unraveling…
Soft, warm sand shifts beneath my weight as I saunter up the beach, hips swaying to music only I can hear. The sun glints off my caramel skin, glistening as the tropic breeze caresses me like a lover. Beads of…
Traci doesn’t just manage the swing shift—she dominates it. When a late-night meeting turns into a full-blown office kink confession, she takes control and gives her employee a taste of what it really means to work under her.
The night was humid and sweltering, the air heavy with an unnatural musk that made my skin prickle. At 8 months pregnant, I could barely waddle through the abandoned corn field, my swollen belly bumping against ripe ears of corn.…