T4t Stories

The leather on the steering wheel lets out a creak. Stephanie doesn't realise how tight her grip is; there's no room in her mind to process it. Her thoughts are buzzing with equal parts excitement and anxiety, the thrill of possibility intermingled with outlandish scenarios of everything that could go wrong. She can feel her heartbeat pulsing throughout her body, and there's a tightness in her throat. Her eyeliner isn't q...

“On your knees…” The crisp edge in the Dominant’s voice made the submissive gulp slowly then nod quickly while scrambling to obedience. Watching as pants unzipped and a thong the colors of the Somalian flag pulled to the side. “Put that prettyboi mouth to work.” Eagerly, the submissive buried their face into the wet mound, sucking and licking greedily. Afterwards, the submissive looked up, with doe-big eyes. “Does this ma...