Femsub Stories

Harvey kept me naked except for my new mules for the rest of the day, and then before dinner he had me change my shoes and again eat first before serving him and Aaron. Following a light supper he put me back up facing away from the guest-bathroom door and fastened the suspension cuffs around my wrists. I stood with my legs spread and my spike heels firmly planted, and my mind was at peace. “I want to show you some other...

Later that afternoon Aaron chatted with Harvey while he grilled chicken breasts on our patio grille and I put together a salad to accompany them. When the chicken was cooked Harvey told me to eat first and then I would serve the men. So I set two places on our dining-room table, wearing only my chain and my Louboutin heels, and then I ate quickly in the kitchen. The men seated themselves, Aaron at the head of the table an...

When we were back in our house Harvey returned to the chair he’d been using, Aaron sat back down on the couch across from him, and without prompting I again knelt on the pillow next to Harvey’s knee. “Dominance and submission is a head game, and as you can see Ann knows her place and her role in it for this weekend.” “She seems so passive,” Aaron observed. “It’s so different from how she usually is. Is using that name a t...

“Honey, we need to talk.” I hated saying those words, they are a husband’s worst nightmare, but I had reached the end of my rope. We had just finished one of our Saturday-night BDSM-light sex scenes and we were lying on our backs next to each other on our king-size bed while sipping from bottles of ice-cold water. I’d prepared myself as I usually did, hoping for the best, but it had been a rather routine session. He’d spa...

San Diego is a Navy town, and, like most military and many college towns, it has its share of strip clubs. I was there on a business trip, and I needed some R&R, so I browsed through the phone book. There’s a chain of clubs that, like some hotel groups, seems to deliver a fairly consistent product across the country within the vagaries of local ordinances; I picked one of the chain’s locations in San Diego by the simple e...

Now what? I thought to myself. Am I really ready for this? Emotionally, there was no doubt. The way I instantly responded to his email offering to meet made that crystal clear. But the rational side of my brain had reservations. Despite my fantasies, which had evolved into a need that was at times almost gut-wrenching in its intensity, was I really ready to submit to a total stranger, a man I'd never met, never even talke...