Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

As the doorbell rang, Sydney stood up and announced, "I'll get it... I think It's Ems..."

As she opened the door, Sydney smiled to her friend, but then giggling as she saw the state of her boyfriend, Chris. There was a very obvious wet patch on the front of his pants,

"Hey, Chris... long ride?" She smirked and Emily giggled.

"My bad!" she offered, "Took a couple of wrong turns so it was longer than I thought and... Um... well... I couldn't find anywhere good for us to stop before we got here and... yeah... you can see for yourself!"

Sidney shook her head in amusement. Emily had a habit of "getting lost" for just long enough for her boyfriends to have an accident.

"Just as well we were gonna get in the pool anyway." Sydney smirked while taking off her pants.

"Most of the girls are already in there and, I mean, they'll probably tease you about it but, they've been drinking for a while and not getting out so..." she raised an eyebrow at the implication, "they shouldn't be that fussed if you get in like that!"

Chris said nothing and hung his head.

"Aww... I'm sorry babe," Emily mocking consoled him, "I'll tell 'em it was my fault. Trust me, they'll understand. It's not like they've never seen a guy in wet pants before..."

"Exactly," Sydney confirmed, although not letting him know quite how often, or how familiar the circumstances were.

"Um... I can get changed first..." he mumbled

As he stepped forward she blocked the door.

"Actually... no! You can't." She stared him down. "That's not gonna work for me. You're not coming in here like that!"

The girls looked at each other knowingly.

"That's fair," Emily grinned, "we'll walk around the side and you can just hop in the pool... after I introduce you to everyone!"

oh, sweet thing. you’ve done everything perfectly. You made the bed and washed the dishes, you’re all dressed up in your pretty panties and you’re kneeling by my side, soft and quiet with my hand in your hair. you’re so good, baby. so good. I’m going to hurt you anyway. I’m going to hurt you, because I like it. Because I like seeing the marks on your pretty skin, I like the way you scream and sob from the pain. I like knowing it’s me causing it. I’m going to hurt you because you like it, too. Don’t you? You can’t hide from me, pet. now be a sweetheart and lean over the table. 

I am a feminist in the “I will make men feel small and be submissive” way not the “I hate men” way.

I LOVE men—just on their knees drooling and begging to be filled up with anything as long as I touch them! Feminism!