Mistress Blunt and her submissive D/s

BDSM Stories: Bondage and Orgasm Denial in Mommy’s Basement

I heard the basement door open, and I dropped to my knees. Automatically, my hands found their positions on my lap, and my gaze came to rest on the floor in front of me. Mommy was descending the stairs, and I felt each footstep as it rang out from her boots, reverberated through me, and …

BDSM Stories: Piss Play & Watersports (Thank You, Mistress)

No one has ever pissed on my face or into my mouth before, and it was something I’ve always wanted to do, especially with her. I’ve often thought about, and rarely (if ever) discussed, showing up to our regular service day with a coffee that she then pisses in. (Thank you, Mistress.)

BDSM Stories: Bondage, Findom & Public Play with Mommy

My steps slow as we approach the garage where I parked. Mistress Blunt turns back to face me, illuminated by a solitary street lamp. She is a vision straight out of a movie, voluptuous in a scarlet red dress, completely at ease in her leather jacket, layered belts, and boots. It is a cool, wet …

BDSM Stories: Worshiping Mommy’s Leather Boots

I’m standing in the doorway. She’s standing in the middle of the room in front of a chair with dark wooden legs, arm rests and a black leather seat. My breath is caught in my chest as my eyes focus on her. Black lace lingerie, her curly hair resting on her shoulders.

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 …

BDSM Stories: Chastity Cages & Cuckolding Dates

The click-clack of Mistress’ boots on the hardwood floor drew closer. The slight jump of my heartbeat and chastity cage signalled both anticipation and a slight fear as she drew near. A stern, “Down boy,” instructs me to my knees, where my eyes gaze upon the buttery dark leather of Mistress’ boots.

BDSM Stories: Erotic Hypnosis “This was my idea!”

There were two women on Aaron’s phone. Aaron knew one of them, Mistress Blunt. She was dressed casually, in a loose shirt and yoga pants. He didn’t know the other woman standing next to Mistress Blunt, but Aaron knew what was going to happen. He had watched this video several times in a row.

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.