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Sexy Name Calling: Goddess, Bitch Or Slut? What’s In A Name?

By Cara Sutra: A shared post on Facebook this morning turned my attention to the subject of sexy name calling. Not in a trolling or abusive way, although this post which was shared to my TL by the brilliant sexual educator that is Charlie Glickman does focus on in appropriate behaviour in what should have been a protective and safe environment for all who attended. As much as the actions of the sexist, inappropriate guy talked about in the post disgusted me, it was one word in particular which made me stop and think.

Reduced To A Machine By Mistress | FemDom Fantasy Story

By slave penny: He believed he had just felt a cool breeze, a waft of air from the outside world. His naked body would certainly be sensitive to such a thing. He knew, in reality however, that it could not be true. His room of confinement was deep inside the complex, many rooms from the nearest window or door to the outside world.

Becoming A Cuckold | FemDom Fantasy Story

By slave penny: Bob was waking, so he must have slept. There was no doubt that any sleep during that night would have been very little and of poor quality. The hard, two-seater sofa was hardly ideal for his six foot frame.

Capture by the Goddess | FemDom Fantasy Story

By slave penny: It was an exciting new adventure and another major step in our lives. Our very first home together. It was a small two bedroomed town house, but it was ours. Our love nest.

Living As A Slave To My Ex, The Bitch

By slave penny: There was light. To some extent I took it for granted, but the fact that light from the small window, high on the wall of the cellar that was my home, should penetrate the blanket that covered my cage, would, by many, have been regarded as unusual and welcome.

How I Became A Slave To My Ex, The Bitch

By slave penny: She strutted around the room with the pretence of examining its suitability for her cast off, ex husband. "How cosy," she announced in the kind of patronising way I knew her capable.

Forced Bi Fuck Buddy Slaves for Mistress

By slave penny: I had learned to arrive punctually when fulfilling any command my Mistress had imposed. She could not abide tardiness. It was exactly 7.45 pm as I entered the large entrance to the hotel.

Kinky Circus Party for Mistress

By slave penny: It was not an ordinary indoor circus. It was small, the luxurious seats located on three steeply rising tiers. Tables between each pair of seats were filled with half full bottles of champagne and other wines, glasses, sumptuous foods and a multitude of sex toys.

Naked Latex Maids for Mistress | FemDom Fantasy Story

By slave penny: The room was clearly set for a party. A table full of nibbles and canapes, mini plates, glasses and decorations. Music was also playing but as yet no guests. I stood with a tray full of filled champagne flutes awaiting the arrival of the revellers.

Serving Mistress As A Chaste Slave | FemDom Fantasy Story

By slave penny: The mere softness of the bed looked so inviting. In fact the imagined comfort of the deep cushioned bedroom chairs would have been pleasure beyond imagination. It had been many years since I had experienced what, at one time, would have been a routine amenity.

Can You Be A Homophobic Bisexual Submissive Male?

By Cara Sutra: Can you be a homophobic bisexual submissive male? Let's explore this fascinating subject. First, here's two interesting facts about a recent new slave.

Sploshing: In Celebration Of The Wet And Messy Fetish

By Cara Sutra: Sploshing. Say sploshing to most people on the street and they won’t know what you’re on about (they'll also give you a wide berth for randomly talking in their face). Sploshing in puddles? Get your wellies on and go for a run through the muddy woods after a good downpour? Erm, nope.