"Now isn't that better slut?" She asked as She ran one finger down the side of his leg. "So much smoother for Me. So much more sluttish don't you think?"

his eyes rose to meet Her's for a moment and then dropped, nodding at Her statement. Yes it did feel smoother to the touch. he could not believe that his cock was so hard and aching as he did this, the tip so purple, throbbing between his thighs. As the thought of his cock between his smooth thighs was exciting him very much, he quickly started on the other leg, feeling so many different emotions burning through him. The thought that men do not do this quickly being washed away with the need for him to please Her, only to reappear again filling him with shame but being chased away once more with the thought of being Her slut. Her gyrl.

he finished the second leg and turned back to Her, moving closer for Her to run Her hands up and down his thighs and calves.

"Ah good slut, that is better now. I do like My little gyrl smooth and hairless. Now your armpits slut." She directed.

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I would like to share one of my favourite femdom stories with you that happened when I was younger.

I already knew that I wanted to be a dominatrix and actively purused a submissive male to share my life with.

As often seems to be the case in many femdom stories, I was vastly becoming aware of just how good I was at dominating my new man Steve.

It was a gradual process but the more I dominated him the more I felt the urge within me to do so.

Steve was five years older than me and had a big weakness for leather boots, so I used to wear them as a reward for him.

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