This is 18+ Femdom Smut Collection Book. Every chapter in this book is different from another. Explicit sex, BDSM, Femdom and problematic behavior is mentioned in this book. If you do not wish to read such a book, simply ignore and move n to another book. Other readers can read it and leave there thoughts with much love!

Reminder: some of the smuts are not grammatically very good, it's because they are from the time when I was just starting by writing them down in my notes. And I can't edit all of them.

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Being exhausted and having nothing thrilling apart from her tedious job forced her to constantly search for an alternative to intrigue her life.

This day was also ordinary for her until it wasn't. From out of nowhere, a poster caught her eye. It was resting on the pavement.

A phone number was printed on it with a bold sign "WAV" and a summary that said. "Get your desires to come alive operated by us. The night is yours" Wait, what?

Too tired to concentrate, she threw the flyer in the dustbin after she reached her apartment, but she took it with her.

Believing to change something today in her daily life, she forgot about the poster, but life gets you like a crazy dog, which prepared her to look for that poster.

That day she hurried home and inspected every corner for the poster when she was reminded of what she did with the poster.

She drew it out and called the number. As she sat on the cold floor, she waited with tension. The person on the other side informed her of the address and the time.

With no certainty, she took off, wearing her finest outfit. Stepping out of the car, she noticed no one. The place was in the middle of an empty valley, with buildings ubiquitously with no soul wandering on the road.

But soon she noticed a dark appearance approaching her way, asking certain questions for confirmation. With a sight of the poster, he showed her in. A lot was happening rapidly, adding to her uncertainty.

The guy stood on the escalator, inviting her in. Right before she could ask anything, the escalator bell rang, and stopped moving, exposing a unique place in front of her. Everything turned out to be extraordinary, out of context.

A woman entered, her face perfectly hidden behind the mask, leading her into a room, suggesting that she'd write down her desires after she shower. The woman vanished, closing the doors behind her.

She took a shower, for the third time today, and read a note before stepping out of the bathroom. The note was remaining next to the clothing cabinet which stated, "As for the privacy of our entertainer, we cannot let you see him. This also suits the list of your desires so, please come out with a blindfold on so the boy can proceed. Thanks!"

The note overjoyed her, exciting her inner needs. As she stepped out with blindfolds, she wondered, "Can the boy see me?"

The stepping sounds of the young boy disturbed her thoughts. He came close and held her hands leading her towards the bed.

His gentle breaths and flourishing smell were more noticeable because of the blindfolds. His soft scent of rose and smooth skin lead her wondering, for his gentleness, and easy to notice his masculinity.

Suddenly, the guy spoke in his mild but manly voice, "Don't be curious miss, I can see you but you can't. This is the beauty of this place."

Driving her to sit down as she called for his name, "I'm your entertainer, miss." Taken aback by his words, she went, "I meant your real name."

To which he added, "I'm sorry miss, but we may not expose our true identity." He sounded someone familiar, but she can't pinpoint him at that moment.

Washing her worries away, the boy came close, placing her hands on his chest, which caused his whole body to tingle. Her chilly hands sent shivers down the boy's spine, which made his breathing sharp.

"May I?" the boy asked as she nodded. A rush spiked inside her when his soft lips touched hers, caressing her face between his palms. Being a dome, her first instinct pushed her to pin the boy down on the mattress.

"Is it fine with you if I take the charge?" she asked as he reacted in his stuttering tone, "As you desire, miss."

Blindfolds didn't interrupt her from moving further on his body as she added, "Please tell me if you don't like something" which made the boy seek for her hands and dig her nails on his chest. Quietly adding, "It's your desire, miss, you can do whatever you want, I'm here to please you."

With reassurance, her lips moved on his, tracing to his neck, leaving marks. Their bodies were covered in ecstasy, and the fact of not being able to see the boy provoked her more.

His sweet sighs were like music to her, his fierce jawline under her palms, his bright nose, pulpy lips, and his smile. Her hands wandered all over his body, a body that was so perfect for a natural being.

The boy's reaction made her ask "Are you for real? How could you be so beautiful?" She couldn't trust her touch, "you haven't even seen me yet and you're calling me beautiful," on which she could only smirk.

She took off his robe, accessing his whole body. Which lead him to glide her hands on his body, feeling the most of it. His next stop was a petal bowl. It didn't take her even a minute to sense his excitement, which asked for things to be done to him. Taking out petals from the bowl filled with cold water, she placed them on his bare skin. On which the boy quivered and shivered.

Not being able to see but allowance for his cries made her turn her fingers from his mouth to his neck. Choked him as she played with his nipples with another hand, to which he grew hard. His erection could be felt on her thighs.

Rubbing his erection with her knee. His noises echoed in the room, calling her Miss, again and again.

Grinding their bodies together, touching every corner of each other's body, the boy tried using his tongue on her blindfolds. Encircling his tongue on her, where he could with desperation.

A smile filled with satisfaction appeared on her face, giving the boy more reasons to lose control. With a decision to pick up the act further, she pushed her hands on his crotch, playing with his length, which occasionally made the boy moan and whimper for more.

The words escaped his mouth, covered in lust. "Don't tease me like that."

"You're the one who can see everything, so consider this act of mine as equality." Moving further with her lips on his thighs, she left remarkable traces. "Ahhh, please," he groaned. She reacted with a smile, "Please what?"

"Okay, okay ...please, please do something," he gulped down his building saliva.

"Like what?" She teased further.

"I want you to .... to please suck me," whimpers full of desperation, left his mouth.

"I like it when you put it like that." With that, her mouth moved vigorously.

He trembled as he felt her wet lips, breathing sharply with her every powerful thrust of her expert lips, his body twisted with her nails digging into his thighs.

The rhythm moved faster with her lips and right before he could reach his end, she stopped.

Licking the length with the precum dripping, "Why'd you .. stop?" he complained, with his blushing face, body hot like on high fever.

"Not yet, baby boy, this has to wait," irritation but also with obedience he kept his cool, urging and needy, more than before.

She moved away from his length, managing to move slowly, climbing on top of him, and before he'd calm down from the previous exercise, he was inside her. "I-I wasn't ready!"

"It's all about the surprise, baby boy." Moving very slowly which made him jumpy and shivery. Feeling her tight and warm heat, he felt himself grow harder and more greedy. His hands found their way to her waist, trying to thrust into her as she commanded him to stop.

Obedience showed with his legs resting on the mattress, moving according to her will. As the need got needier and lust for lustier, he begged for more. "Miss, please,.....move faster..... I-I can't take it."

"I need it more specifically baby, show me you want it." She was still grinding upon him, slowly, not giving him what he wants.

"Please miss, I -I need it, I need it bad, you're making me so horny and I'm craving you, I want you to make me cum."

His words proceeded on her as she smiled and kissed him softly, whispering "My pleasure baby" With that escaped, her movement got faster, harder, and lewd.

Both of them lost their breaths, permitting him to now thrust into her, her hands pressured on his chest. The delicate touches, the spots on their bodies, the scratches she left on him aren't gonna go easily for months.

With loud and needy moans and fast and lewd moves, their body trembled, holding each other closer as they came together. She collapsed on the boy, resting as he caressed her hair, before losing in the movement she asked, " Are you gonna go now?"

"Not until you tell me to Miss," he replied with a tight grasp.

"Then don't go yet, let me hold you for a while and while I'm asleep, you're allowed to go."

"As you desire miss."

"You're my favorite entertainer." losing herself between his strong arms, she spoke before falling asleep.

"It's my pleasure miss." That's how their conversation ended.

The morning arrived with a bitter-sweet realization of him not being present, smiling, she admired the other side of the bed, reminiscing the last night.

Slowly and steadily the time moved and a guy came knocking on her apartment door.

He was her neighbor living next door and asked if he could use her bathroom due to his broken nob.

The smile on his face told a weird story, suspiciously smiling at her, which her wonder.

His voice was similar to the -- entertainer's. She quietly nodded and stood frozen, wondering if he was the guy from WAV. Can he be?

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THE END

Corey's P.O.V~

"You should stop drinking, you're drinking too much and it's not good for you!" She smiles at my words, giving me a weird look.

"Why do you care?" She asks as she grabs the drink from the table. I don't have an answer to that. It's been all night I'm watching her drink, dance, and enjoy the night but there's something so empty about her.

In between the dance, she calms down and sits at the corner, maybe I'm seeing things but I saw her cry when a touching song comes.

"Let me go, let me be free, let me fall, let me fly again.

Cuz you're still here even if I can't see you, you're still here even if I can't feel you"

The musician says to which she cries at the corner. What is she dealing with, what makes her so hurt? What makes her have two sides? I wonder.

"You know, I'll probably blackout after this." She says after the last drink she gulped down seriously dozing on the chair. I ran to grab her, helping her to stand on her feet. "Are you okay?" I ask and she hums.

"Wait I'll help you to your room, can you tell me the room number?" I asked to see her condition and it's our policy to help the customer.

"2001, 2002, 2003, and here we go, here it is, 2004, we're here," I announce to her but she doesn't respond. I unlocked her room and took her inside, laying her on the bed, her face is so puffed up, burning cheeks melted because of the alcohol.

"I'll leave then" I'm about to leave when she pulls me back with the left strength she had, "stay with me, please." Her eyes beg, holding my arm, pressing her nails on my skin. "But I can't, it's not allowed."

"Please!" It's all she could say and it's all which made me stay, probably it's all she has to say. I decided to give her a sponge bath because her body is unnaturally hot right now, I'm slowly rubbing the sponge on her arms when I saw her eyes pour tears without any noise, she was crying. Should I ask or should I not?

"Is everything fine Miss?" I asked with all the courage I had. "I wish it was." She says which begs the question of why she isn't.

"Why would you say that?"

"You're a nice person and the first one who genuinely seems to care about me or it's me who's getting played again."

"Why would I play with you?"

"Because that's what people do to me, tell me why are you being so nice to me?" She's right, I've been paying more attention to her, to her drinks, to everything she orders or wants.

"I don't know, you seem like you want that affection." at which she coughed, am I dumb, why would I say that, I slapped my head mentally.

"You're right, I --seriously-- need that, talk to me, sit. I like talking to you." I hesitatingly sat near her, running my fingers through her hair.

Her eyes are telling a story that is hurting me, but her lips are saying otherwise. "Can I ask something?" She lifts her head from my lap, looking at me. "Why are you like this?" I added.

"What do you mean?" She knows what I mean but she's acting like she doesn't know.

"This hurt in your eyes, the pain you hide, what is it? Who did this?" I regret asking because she's frozen all of sudden, neglecting my eyes on her.

"How do you?" She asked as a drop of tear left her eye. "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" I tried to wipe her tears away but she held my hand, holding it softly as she cries under my palm.

I felt myself getting pulled towards her, pulling me closer to her, her eyelashes were wet from tears. Their eyes shone from the wetness and suddenly she kissed me. I couldn't deny it, I couldn't push her away because maybe I too wanted her.

I felt myself kissing her back, grabbing her into my arm. She was gently pushing me on the mattress, getting on top of me as I brushed her hair behind her face. She looked so beautiful and unbelievable. "I wonder who could hurt a beautiful girl like you." I earned a sad smile from her.

I felt her soft touch on my skin, kisses on my neck, hands on my body. Slowly circling my skin, I felt her tracing my body. "Miss you should stop, you're drunk." I wanted to make one last appeal so that she wouldn't regret it later but her reply made it clear that she won't.

"If you want me to stop, I will but don't tell me I'm drunk, I know what I'm doing, I always know what I'm doing." She's right she might be drunk but she knows what's happening and I wonder how? "I don't want --- you to stop." I finally said it.

"You're so beautiful." She pronounced before kissing me again, biting on my upper lip, sending a wince of pain. She was trying to unbutton my shirt but it seemed like she was struggling, as every second passed by me and the delay occurred, I was getting more excited. I stopped her and started taking my shirt off. All the time I was doing it I felt her sharp eyes on my skin.

"Can I trust you?" She asked as I nodded and held her kissed, kissing it. I soon saw her taking her shirt off, sitting on my torso after taking my pants off. The lights were dim making the surroundings cozy and hot for me.

I didn't drink even a drop but I felt like I was drunk. The way she kissed me, rubbing herself on my skin, nibbling on my neck, playing with my nipples, and pulling me close to her was enough to make me drunk.

I will probably lose my job tomorrow but I don't wanna lose her. There was nothing to talk about because we didn't know each other but our bodies were talking enough. Griding together at the same pace. desperate to eat out with each other, I decided to make a move.

She's a dominant personality and I like to be her submissive one-night stand, but it was more than that. I lifted myself and sat between her legs, pushing them aside and seeing her smile at me like she knew what I was going to do.

I lowered myself towards her thighs, slowly kissing her skin, she left with desperate sighs, throwing her head behind and ready to feel me more. "Keep doing that." I kissed her more and more just the way she wanted to, getting close to her heat.

As soon as I started eating her out, sweet moans left her mouth, moving her body the same as mine. I soon felt her hands on the locks of my hair, pushing me deep into her, making it hard for me to breathe. Her moans were just enough to make me rock hard.

"Stop." She moaned out, making me frown my eyes. "What --What happened, did I do something wrong?" I just finished talking, and I'm already on my back, pushed by her force and feeling her thighs on my stomach.

She kissed me like a hungry tigress, who's just ready to take what's hers. I net she couldn't control herself just like me. "Why are you so cute?" what is she saying, cute? Me?

"What--?" I was shut by her lips, kissing me deeper, taking me inside her in between. "I felt her tightness grinding on top of me slowly and steadily. Her hands-on chest and bits on my neck made it just perfect. My hands were reaching her waist when she stopped me and flipped us over.

Pulling me close to her she whispered. "Make me feel good." Which made me move faster, biting her neck, and earning moans from her. "Fuck!" I couldn't stop myself from moaning, she was the only person who made me feel this good. I just wish she remembers it all tomorrow morning.

I was getting closer but I couldn't stop unless she tells me to. She was the one who was in control but soon I heard her moaning louder and louder, she was getting close to her end as well and soon she permitted me to release.

I fell on top of her, grabbing her close to me, but not a bit of sound from her. I decided to check and there I saw her crying softly. "What happened, why are you?"

"It's not you're fault, don't freak out, just hold me like this, don't let go, let me cry today."

I lay comfortably, holding her close to me, I felt her face on my chest and tears on my skin. I kept quiet, I don't know what happened to you, the thing I know is that you're a good person and you do not deserve this pain. I let her cry and don't ask anything about anything. I believe she needs this.

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THE END