BDSM Stories: Mommy’s Domesticated Little Slut

With the blindfold buckled into place, Mommy has denied me the privilege of seeing her luxuriate just a few dozen feet away, past the ornate metal grill separating the bathroom from the rest of the sumptuous hotel room. I imagine the little waves lapping at her perfect body, nipples floating just above the surface. Mommy’s …

BDSM Stories: Prey for Mommy Domme

I knew I would like the hotel. Mommy had recommended it, so graciously given the circumstances. As I walked through intimate corridors of sumptuous, deep red wallpaper and ornate mahogany, decorated with an endless collection of vintage artwork, I felt like I had been invited to the lodge of a secret society. I also couldn’t …