This may or may not be complete filth you have been warned for those of with closed minds. Leave with your brain saved and the rest rot with me?✌️ You dress like a man and act like man you look like a soft man but your not your all woman and you just happen to like them but the twinks in your school get jealous cause you don't wanna treat them like the soft boys they are so it gets. Alittle weird Highest ranking #1fishnets #1 pierced #154 switching #10 praise kink #2 feminization #5 pegging #347 poly #647 cross dressing #26 polagamy #136 slight angst #83 humiliation #88 maknaeline #6 Fisting

Originally a just a one shot (Ch.1) Now expanded into a full length fic. ~What happens when your down on your luck, your friend talks you into becoming a high priced escort and you book the one client everyone's warned you against ....Tyler Joseph, a rich millionaire who's into BDSM ,Daddy Kink and is known for making the last girl quit.

An tantalizing introduction into the world of Dommes and Subs. The Dommes : Mindy and Cindy are petite, blond, blue-eyed angels. They don't look like Dominants. The Sub: Markus is a muscular, tough soldier. He doesn't look like a Submissive. Looks, however can be deceiving, and after an explosive first meeting, will they part ways or maybe take a change for something more? Part one of Novel now on Amazon : https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0B3F6G7GW Other story on Wattpad - https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/184594478-dommes-after-dark-in-charge-in-progress Please take note : 1 - All parts are edited. If you see some errors please mention in comments. 2 - Story is BDSM and have graphic sexual content, pegging, edging etc. Cursing as well thus ONLY 18+ readers Please! 3 - Decided , Finally - Some Parts WILL be private (PUBLIC - as per Wattpad). 4 - I welcome creative criticism. Be rude and mean and you will be ignored. I don't have time to waste on assholes. 5- All rights reserved. This book or parts thereof may not be reproduced in any form, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form by any means-electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording, or otherwise-without prior written permission of the publisher, except as provided by United States of America copyright law. For permission requests, contact to the author at colettecaronauthor@gmail.com Visit the author's website at : https://colettecaronauthor.wixsite.com This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

My name is Holden James, I'm 6'3 and this is it, senior year of my high school life. I thought it would be like any other year, me studying, hanging with friends and hopefully graduate. Life was pretty normal and kind of boring until I met her. Mistress Chloe. She came during the beginning of the school year and turned my life upside down. At first I tried to fight it but let me ask you something so you understand why I don't fight anymore... How can you fight something that you once thought was weird and wrong but it felt so right and perfect for you?

Femdom of all aspects.

climax ; the moment of most intense pleasure in a sexual environment.

We all love the fragile boys. (Porn without plot)

(Currently rewriting the first few chapters) I listened to his soft gasps as I kissed his neck, knowing that he probably looked like a tomato. I loved the fact that his eyes turned a slightly darker shade of green when he was turned on, making him cuter. I bit his neck softly, hearing a slightly high pitched moan come from his mouth. He then covered it, squeezing his eyes shut. "Move your hand, baby." I said in a calm voice, comforting him. He removed his hand from his mouth, placing the hand on my neck. I slowly moved back to look at him, seeing his red face. "P-Please, Mistress... I-I'll do anything, just please stop teasing me...! I'm yours, and yours o-only...!" I smiled before standing up, placing my hands under his butt to support him. He squeaked as I went upstairs and to the 'room'. Yep, he's mine... And only mine.