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Mistress Kennedy always shows her subs a good time.

Her face that was twisted in pain morphed into a wicked smile that would make the devil shiver as she watched the red lines that appeared from her nails. “Are you, Alexander?” she whispered. Her hair was wild and her eyes dark and stormy. She was beautiful, but for the life of him he couldn’t understand how she could breathe with her corset still on. “Are you sorry?”.

Christopher rolled onto his stomach so he could properly see the thick chain that was attached to his collar and fought against the urge to growl. He got onto his knees and sat backwards on his heels as he pulled on it gently to watch it swing where it was connected to a thick column that rose to the ceiling. A large padlock was placed on the chain to make sure he was unable to free himself and he groaned longingly as he glanced upwards to the now empty pool.

The second short story in the Slayer series. With Clarice being taken captive, Aimi must do what she needs to in order to save her from the Vampires.

Mistress Kennedy knows how to throw a party. Her guests are always well taken care of.

Mistress Kennedy has a special power over men in uniform. They can't say no to her.

Mistress Kennedy has a way of controlling men in uniform. Enjoy this short story.

Tension rises and so does the heat in this third story of slayers and vampires.

Group Therapy is book nine in Femdom Slave - Her Army Pet series. Mistress Kennedy has a way of attracting submissive men in uniform.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Femdom Stories and experience the compelling world of BDSM.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Obedience (Femdom Slave: Her Army Pet, Book 4) and experience the compelling world of Femdom Army.

She rubbed her chin as she wondered what could be wrong with her husband Luca. Kate peeped through the window and saw that he was rubbing his beard now and holding his head in his hands. Should she go outside to meet with him and ask him what is wrong?

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels xoxoxo: “You would gain so much. Trust me". “Okay. What do I put on first”? “The makeup of course”. “Do I stay her on the bed or where”? “No. I need you to sit on the floor while I apply the makeup on your face”. Don slipped to the floor and watched as his wife took out mascara, eyeliners, powders, and lipsticks from the small bag. She then began to apply them on his face, taking her time to make sure that his face was well painted. She also used different lipsticks on his lips until it was a thick and dark shade of blue.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so, too! Listen to Overriding the Principle, book 67 in Crossdressing Stories series and experience the compelling world of erotica.

Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels, xoxoxo. “What could it be then? You have discovered the perfect spot for our next vacation”? “Paul. What is wrong with you”? “You said I should guess, baby. That is what I am doing”. “Look, it has nothing to do with me wanting you or our next vacation spot”. “Then what is it”? “It has to do with Carol”. “What could it be that has to do with her? Let me see. Is she about to get married”? “No. Try again”. “She misses her aunt”? “And that is why she came into town to see me”? He shrugged. “Maybe".

Enjoy short stories by Hellen Heels xoxoxoxo. “Move faster”? the woman repeated. “I think you mean jump the line faster. Because that is what you just did. And it is wrong". The man in dread locks made her a face. “Are you angry about it? Do you feel cheated? Okay, why not do your worst and let me see"? The woman stepped forward. But the elderly man held her hand. “Please just let him be. Just ignore him and concentrate on why you are here". “But he jumped the line, sir. He is taking your position".

As he pulled up to the huge gates, one of the security men flagged him down. “Who are you here to see?” “Mrs. Carlson. She is expecting me.” “Who are you?” “My name is Frank. Tell her it is the plumber she called a while ago about a plumbing emergency.” The guard picked up his phone and made a call. As he spoke into the phone, Frank could feel his heart beating excitedly. He was finally going to confirm if the call he received while at home was a prank.

“So what do you suggest?” “I would refer you to another doctor to assess your case so that -” “But I don’t want another doctor, young man. Can’t you see that?” “I am sorry. Can’t I see what?” “I must see Doctor Annabelle.”