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3/2021 update: I'm enjoying the writing and will keep adding chapters. My request to you is this: give me feedback! Authors love comments, good or bad. I can go back and change stuff that sucks, or maybe change/add stuff at the request of readers.
Join me as I navigate the oppressive Indian arranged marriage culture while exploring my sexuality. Your objecti...

It had to happen sooner or later, He finally spilled the beans and told his girlfriend (Of all people about his Femdom/Forced Feminization fetish). At first, his girlfriend thought he was just being weird, but then an idea came to her, an idea that would change her life for the better. She could easily hold this as blackmail over him. She'd have to be carefu...

Chapter 2 -- Akshata and Sundar -- The Proposal
| 3 years earlier |
When Akshata joined GloboDynamics Technologies as a Media Intern, it was like a breath of fresh air for the company. Sundar still recalled how she thought, on her first day, that formal clothing would be mandatory at work and showed up in an elaborate kurta-pyjama with odhni. Her oval face...

This is a Hub Page to make it easier to select a path the reader would enjoy most right from the start and as such very much a WIP.
{Morpheus here: This story is what Germans call a "Fingerübung", a finger excercise to test out how to structure and maintain a first complex story all of my own. As such, expect some newbie mistakes and such, even tho...

Apparently, according to stereotypes, as an Asian woman, I am supposed to be weak, submissive, and obsessed with pleasing white dudes. Well, that's definitely not who I am. For starters, I am fond of men of color. Pale and stale males definitely don't do it for me. My name is Tina Chang, and I'm a Chinese-Canadian woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario....

Meet Steven Dubois, a young man of Haitian descent living in the City of Barrhaven, Ontario. He's a guy with a complicated life, to say the least. It's not easy making one's way into Canadian society as a Haitian immigrant, and Steven came to Canada at a complicated time. The twilight of the Age of Prime Minister Stephen Harper, a xenophobe who tweaked the i...

I was still looking for a proper match. I couldn't find anyone.
"Hey!! Are still you trying to find me a match?" she asked in a interrogative tone.
"Sorry mistress, I couldn't find one yet mistress," I replied.
"Forget about that. Let us review your performance. Also, submit the weekly account," she ordered.
Yes!! I have been assigned goals every month....

Before you start reading this please know that I do not wish to insult any country/race or glorify any country/race, this story is meant solely for the purposes of erotic enjoyment. And a lot of erotic enjoyment, especially femdom and BDSM, circles solely on taboo subjects, of which there will be a lot in this story, so if you're not interested in that sort...

The party was one week ago now; where you met Ashley. As someone who doesn't find himself invited to many collegiate festivities, it was surprising you were there at all, and even more surprising that you had the luck to get close with such a pretty girl.
Actually, luck doesn't even begin to describe it. Slender, pretty girls who go to State always seem to b...

Chapter 05 - The Neck That Rubs against the Crotch
| 3 years later, Present Day |

Tabitha Joan Rodrigues couldn't contain her excitement even though the hour was late. She was proud of the fact that she had finished all the tasks on her plate before leaving her workplace tonight. She was off on a 10-day vacation to Mauritius with her husband, and her manag...

After getting screamed at for leaving the toilet seat up your energy is at an all time low, you've just been getting abuse from everyone in the house just for your existence and you can't really take it anymore. You dont know when having to work from home will end but it has been weeks already and there is no end in sight.
Frustrated you start browsing the w...

Hi, my name is Abhi, I am single, 28 years old who lives and works in London, 5'11 in height, muscular with short hair and fair skin. A typical north Indian guy who goes to the gym. Since I was in the early 20's I was curious about Femdom and being someone's slave, but never knew this fantasy will be true unexpectedly. Let me take you back to summer 2017....

Chapter 04 -- Komal, the Mild-mannered Lady
| 3 years later, Present Day |
For someone who was so mild-mannered, Komal was a very demanding lady, Sundar thought. She demanded punctuality, she demanded perfection in tasks she gave Sundar, she demanded Sundar keep to rigid timelines, and most of all she demanded financial tributes. Financial tributes were ve...

Trisha looked at me over the breakfast table, took a sip of her coffee, and reminded me that "your birthday is in four weeks. I need a list of what you would like in the next few days. And I want you to put a list together of bondage and torture tools that you want me to use on you. Choose a good number, I will then buy the ones I want to use on you, and we...

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You are Bob, a freelance journalist, scraping a living writing terrible pieces for the worst magazines, tabloids and websites. When you started out you had dreams to making your name b...

In 2007 I felt pretty lucky. Having just graduated, I moved straight into a position as a junior trading analyst with a top city investment company, that was doing really well. I turned up for my first day of work in one of the smaller towers at Canary Wharf, but it had an amazing view across the Thames to Grenwich.
Things were going just fine until the fin...

Copyright Oggbashan October 2020
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.
The women's conference in Mumbai was drawing to an end. On this...

"I love my Black men, and I happen to know there's more to the whole lot of you than the macho bullshit, lots more, that's why I do this," Mistress Africa said patiently to her new sub Raymond as she applied lubricant all over her strap-on dildo. The six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-skinned and curly-haired biracial young woman smiled with complete and utter sati...

I hate my life. I should have stopped about an hour ago and gone home. I am stalling. I don’t want to go home. I finished grading all my papers and I am just sitting admiring myself in my mirror. Today was Thursday, the last day of school for me. We were taking this weekend off. My husband and I are going on a mini vacation. A swinger resort. He finally conv...

*Disclaimer: This is not fictional. This is a true story based upon a young Indian Couple. This contains female domination and involves BDSM activities.
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I don't know how much time would have passed kneeling in front of door waiting for my mistress. We both have very successful corporate career. She is a chief marketing researcher in one of the India...

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My name is kavi and mom name is jayashreee.my father is running a school.but he died recently.. so my mom is taking care of that school.. a...
My name is kavi and mom name is jayashreee.my father is running a school.but he died recently.. so my mom is taking care of that school.. am not good in studies..in our school itself they made me pass mark..now am doing engineering in a top University by paying money.after my dad dead am not going to University...am staying home only... One day my mom order me hereafter you wont go College at all..i asked her why what happened?? She slaps me and told you don't have any rights to ask me questions ok ... I don't know what happened and why she behaves like this.. and she ordered me to keep my heads down. I done immediately after she said.... Now only i got the reason. . She told me all your father property belong to me...so an not ready to spend money on ur studies which u just enjoying without studying.... So ur capable only to be a slave to women like me.... So she shouted kneel down dog....🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨.... I don't know what happened me i just done immediately what she said... That time only i felt like really am a submissive guy..so my mom said me .....am going to tell the rules which ur going to fallow in your whole life... I raised up my head..she slapped again.. then i got to know have to lower my head always.... After that she started to tell me the rules which i have to fallow
1.from now onwards you have to address me aa mistress
2. You are not allowed to wear any dresses. Only ladies dresses that too only when gives permission
3. There is no hands for you..you are only a four leg dog.
4. Your daily slogan is to say "pussy makes rules"
5. Only ladies are superior in this home.. not only me, whoever enters here .
6. You are just a house slave.. except cooking all the things you have to do.. without any excuses and at any time it will be.
If u don't obey all these things i ll give any type of punishment...for example; will order you to walk on the ground by kneeling during morning prayer in my school.....
Go and take a good and deep sleep....this is the last day ur going to sleep in your room...from tomarrow nothing in the world is yours except your waste body..
Your elder sister is also coming from chennai to join with me... So have a good sleep

My name is kavi and mom name is jayashreee.my father is running a school.but he died recently.. so my mom is taking care of that school.. a...

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I don't know how much time would have passed kneeling in front of door waiting for my mistress. We both have very successful corporate career. She is a chief marketing researcher in one of the India's leading FMCG conglomerate. I work as data scientist in one of the top IT firm. We lead a female dominated lifestyle in which she has control over every aspect of my life.
I am 28 years old, well built, 5 feet and 11 inches tall. She is also 28 years old, 5 feet 10 inches tall. She possesses very slim body with proper endowments. She possesses an ideal size of breast and well toned ass. Though we are married for just 2 years, we have been dating for almost 10 years since we were teen.
Usually, I come home before her. My daily task is to clean the home before she comes and kneel in front of the door waiting for her. We live in a sea facing 3 BHK home on the shores of Arabian Sea in the city of Mumbai, the financial capital of India. Our home is fully monitored by CCTV cameras and the live feed can be accessed on her mobile. So, I can't fool around. Even a thought of fooling around, would cost me a lot.
As soon as I cleaned the home, I knelt in front of the home. My mistress doesn't like me roaming around the home with my balls dangling. I am allowed a boxer to wear in the home. I restrained my hands and feet with a stainless steel cuffs. The cuffs are automated and can be opened only by entering the password in her mobile. Being an IT engineer, programming such an device was not a big deal. I attached the dog collar around my neck. The collar has been connected to a short leash and the other end has been perfectly latched up on the wall. I was immovable and awaiting her arrival. She might arrive at anytime soon.
In the mean time, my thoughts wandered around and started to retrospect the moment I realised my submissive side. I was part of National Cadet Corps during my school days. I was the Sargent of my contingent in Combined Annual Training Camp. During one of the roll calls, I reported a full attendance to the Camp Commandant,a girl from Senior Division, who in turn reported to the Company Commandant.
Unfortunately, the Company Commandant inspected my contingent and found one person missing. The Company Commandant gave a punishment to Camp Commandant for her ignorance. She was ordered to run 15 laps around the parade ground holding a 0.33 mm gun weighing almost 10 kilograms above her head. Once she was done with that, she was made to stand under the sun the entire day until dusk.
She got angry on me and invited me to her barracks. As soon as I entered, I saluted her and stood in attention, a due respect to the seniors. I could see the embarrassment on her face. She scolded me and asked me to kneel down in front of almost 50 girls who were 6-7 years elder to me. I didn't know what to do and stood there in a shock. She took the cane and gave me a heavy blow on my thigh, which brought me back to the reality. I responded to the shock and knelt before here.
She thought for a while and ordered me to polish the shoes of all the girls who were present in the room. I have to respect the order as the corps are bound to respect seniors' order. It took me almost 2 hours to polish all the 50 pairs of the shoes. Once I am done, she asked me to stand in the corner and left for dinner. 30 minutes would have passed before she came back. After which, I was used for girls' amusement. A girl gave me a match box and asked me to measure the entire corridor with that. I was supposed to let them know the length of corridor in terms of number of matchboxes. Once I am done with that, I was made to do murga position, a position in which you have to bend down and touch your ears from behind without bending your knees. You would look like a chicken in that position. I was given a heavy blow on my ass every time I bend my knees. It was very difficult to maintain that position and I received too many blows on my ass.
After which, I was asked to undress myself. Fortunately, they spared my inner wear. The Camp Commandant took me to the parade ground and asked me to do frog jump around the ground. The drill continued till the dawn. I was allowed to leave only in the morning without my clothes. When I reached my barrack, rather than cry and feel humiliated, I felt excited about what had happened. I went to bathroom and masturbated. That was the best one I ever had till then. My cock had never been as rock as it was then. I didn't understand what had transpired into me.
Only after I met my mistress, I fully understood the impact of the event. Being a person of natural dominance, she groomed me into a proper submissive and helped me learn to take orders. Now, I am proud that I am a proper submissive and fulfils my mistress to the fullest of her satisfaction. She always tells there is a scope for improvements. She keeps on training and disciplining me. When it comes to disciplining, she is very brutal and don't show any mercy. Welts on ass stand testimony to that.
I was brought back to reality, when I heard the sound of the door opening. My mistress entered the home after a stressful day of work. I could see it on her face. She is known to dress impeccably. She wore a ash coloured skirt and a matching white blouse. She looked gorgeous. I kissed her foot and removed her shoes. She was on the phone and taking to one of her supervisors. She patted me on the head. She released the leash from the latch and led me to the bedroom. When she disconnected the phone, I wished good evening and held my head down. I am not supposed to talk unless I am asked to and never to look at her eyes. I have been well trained to keep my head down all the time. She released my cuffs and went to bathroom to take a shower. In the mean time, I arranged her dresses on the bed. I knelt in front of the washroom with towel. As soon as she came out, I handed over the towel and waited for further instructions.
She wore a red thong and pink bra. On top of it, she wore white sleeveless see through crop top. She wore blue denim shorts to her ass an ecstatic look.
"What do you want for dinner madam?" I asked politely.
"Make a Coleslaw Sandwich, Omelette with finely chopped onion and extra chillies and mix of apple, beetroot and carrot juice," she replied with her choice.
She has always been very careful about her diet and try to avoid as much carbs as possible. She maintains her body well. We both run around 5 Kilometres every day to keep ourselves fit. We do our workout in our home. She doesn't believe in hydraulic weight lifting. She believes that proper weight lifting with bars accompanied with cardio would help us to maintain our desired shape.
In another 20 minutes, I served her dinner. I knelt beside her chair and was waiting to take any further orders. She appreciated my dinner. She throw me two slices of bread on the floor and poured some milk in the bowl. I was made to eat without using my hands. It was not a big deal to me as I have been doing it for years.
"What's the plan for tonight?" she asked.
She is always considerate about my work and would never requires my attention when I have my work. Though I am submissive to her, she always wanted me to succeed in my business life. Of course, I would be punished for the lack of service. But, I was never asked to sacrifice my corporate life as a result of our domestic lifestyle.
"No work madam, I am fully available for your service," I replied.
"I desperately need your service. The week has been very stressful," she said.
"Do you think u have a choice?" she said sarcastically and smiled wickedly.
"The model we were developing to predict hedonic needs of consumer has reached it's final stages. We have sustainable evidences to proof our hypothesis and validate it against out of the sample observations," she said excitedly.
"Very proud of you madam!! I am very much pleased to hear that," I appreciated her efforts
A presentation has been arranged with the senior management regarding the implementation of the model and further assessments. She got busy with that. She asked me to kneel down in the corner on crystal salt. She cuffed my hands behind my back. She kept a one rupee coin between the wall and my nose. I was asked to stand in t
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