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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