Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

I let her examine and smell my feet. Then, I remove her gag. This time her feistiness is gone. She isn't agitated or biting or pulling at the leash anymore. Her will was broken. Getting her tamed and docile took more time, effort and punishment than other girls but it was worth it.

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You ... you ... didn't tell me that you were bringing a friend home

Having fun with Cam Damage and Vespa 🤩

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“Drink”

Ken’s jealousy was growing, as my relationship with his cute wife was blossoming. While he was always polite and respectful to me, I could tell he was increasingly having a hard time moving to the guest room when I visited.

On a recent sleepover, after making love with Jenny for several hours, I decided to take a break and visit Ken in the guest bedroom. Despite it being 3:00am, I knew he would still be up, as Jenny was not the quiet type during lovemaking.

Ken was surprised to see me at his door. He felt small and insecure, speaking to the man who replaced him in his own bed. I asked him if he wanted to be more involved in my relationship with Jenny.

While he was unsure of what I meant, he eagerly agreed. I immediately escorted Ken to the master bedroom, where Jenny lay naked on her back. I asked Jenny to sit at the edge of the bed and part her legs. I then led Ken to the bed and positioned him on his knees in front of her, with his face just inches away from her wetness.

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The secret apartment

I didn't think anyone knew about the secret apartment, and I was THIS close to not needing it.

The money was in place, my flight was booked, tomorrow I would be gone. The police had already raided my actual home, but found nothing and couldn't find me. I was holed up in my fully-furnished rental that I paid cash for, under an alias. Once I got on my flight, I would be gone.

The morning of my flight, I woke up excitedly, finished packing, and stepped out of the bedroom to the living room. I froze in my tracks and swallowed hard.

She looked so confident sitting there, her bare feet resting on the small table, almost daring me to try to run. I recognized her, naturally - she was my company's fraud investigator.

"I didn't want to wake you," she said, glancing at her feet. "So I took off my sandals at the door. Welcome to a new day - you've taken your last free breath."

I glanced at the door, thinking of running for it. She smiled.

"You know you can't outrun me," she said. "On your knees, hands on your head. You're captured and you know it."

My gut churned and I was in disbelief. I really was captured. I knew it. I sighed heavily, sank to my knees, and put my hands on my head.

"Down," she ordered. "All the way down, on your stomach. Keep your hands right where they are."

I was humiliated having to obey her orders, but I followed her directions. Once I lay down, she moved off the chair, straddled me, and pulled my hands behind my back. She handcuffed me, taking my last breaths of freedom and taking me prisoner.

"That's a good boy, following my orders," she mocked. "Get used to doing as you're told, since that's how jail and prison will be for you, loser."

I wanted to burst into tears. I was SO close to getting away with it, and this confident woman had captured me singlehandedly. All hope was gone - I was caught, captured, and arrested by her.

Once a week I will tie you down to the bed, unlock your cage, and edge you over and over before eventually re-locking you without relief. This will prove that you remain capable of an erection, and the only thing stopping it is me. Quite ironic considering I provide you with the greatest desire to achieve one. These edging sessions will help keep your balls full and your pent up desperation high, making you more controllable and pliable to my will. Your brain will turn to mush. All you will be able to think of is pleasing, serving, and worshipping me. You will always by putty in my hand. Now let’s make our way to the bedroom darling.