This is the second part of a gorgeous domestic dominance story, written and read by Ferns. It originally appeared on her website Domme Chronicles. You can read or listen to part 1 of ‘Coming home’ here. 

I finally took my foot from your mouth, stood up, hiked up my skirt and straddled you, whumping down onto your chest so your breath left your body in a huff, my bare arse in my g-string against your chest. You drew gasping breaths as I pulled your arms down, and trapped them against your body with my knees and legs on either side of you. I shimmied up towards your face and pulled your head up by your hair so that you was facing my crotch.

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I really enjoy erotic fiction that’s just someone going ‘here’s a thing I want, imagine if I just went out and… got it?’ – that’s one of the things I love about today’s piece by @EuphemiseThis. Well, that and the mention of the sound of someone undoing a belt buckle: objectively the hottest noise in the entire world. You’ve met today’s guest blogger a few times before – discussing velvet fetishes, forbidden fucks and a tryst with a burlesque goddess. But today she’s here with some super-hot fiction about getting spanked by a couple…

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This real life story about vulnerable submission is by Victoria Blisse, and first appeared on her website. It is read here by Girl on the Net. 

“On your hands and knees.”

We’d had fun already, my body already ached, but I didn’t hesitate to do as I was told.

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Partway through a fuck, I realise something’s not quite right, and I mention it. BAM! I have killed the mood. I’m annoyed with myself and a little disappointed so I tell him. We stop shagging. We hug. We sweat. I say “sorry” a few more times, because “sorry” is the word I instinctively reach for when I have nothing else to say. “Stop saying sorry,” he tells me. “Stop saying you killed the mood.” But I can’t stop saying it, I’m stuck in a loop of it, and I don’t know how to escape. There are two paths open to him here…

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This gorgeous femdom strap on erotica is written and read by Ferns, and it originally appeared on her website Domme Chronicles. 

On the floor, hands cuffed, you are cowed, and hurt, and scared. And I am standing over you calling you a fucking bitch and a dirty slut and I have a strap-on that I am forcing into your mouth and down your throat, listening to you gag, with my hand on the back of your head to pull you further onto it, and I know it hurts your mouth, your throat and I hiss at you to look up at me while you choke around it and struggle to breathe and I shove it further down your throat and you try to look up into my face, and you are gagging and that pushes the base against my clit so I shove harder against you.

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