BDSM Stories: Femdom Mantras for My Mommy Domme

I’d never really worked with mantras before Mommy, but it’s been so helpful to have words to come back to and focus my submission on. The repetition can be so comforting.

I love the way a mantra is like a starting point for so many more thoughts and feelings. But can also be a way to channel the chaos in my head to one concise mantra or a collection of mantras.

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BDSM Stories: Piss Play & Golden Showers with Mommy

I knock on her door. Butterflies in my stomach, my hands shaking, as I shift my weight side to side, the desperation building inside of me. Regretting all the water I drank before I got here. I have to go so bad. Why did I have to follow her piss play instructions so exactly?

Distracted by the tingling urges in my bladder, I don’t hear the door open. I look up and she’s suddenly right in front of me. “Come in, little one” she says so sweetly.

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BDSM Stories: Rope Bondage and Corporal Punishment in the Woods

“Hello Mommy, I am just playing with Poodle while we wait for you,” said Jacky.  “Playing with Poodle is making him fetch a stick, Jacky, not satisfying your desires and teasing him,” replied Mistress Blunt.

“Did they offer to release your cage, Poodle?” Mistress Blunt asked.  I could only nod the affirmative.

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BDSM Stories: Dollification with Mommy

Playing dolly meant I wasn’t supposed to move, and yet, I allowed myself a quick glance. She had painted his face the same as mine. Lips drawn like a heart, manipulating their natural shape with zeal. Eyelids, a shocking blue. Spread across a chaise lounge, so that the width of him touched both sides. Knees bent, feet against the floor, he was getting hard just watching us play dollification

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