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Evelyn was working out at the gym when a male jerk started harassing her. "Step back," she said. The man, Ben, just laughed at her. What he didn't know was that Evelyn was a witch. "You don't believe me? Fine, I'll grant your wish. I'll let you get a good close look at my ass. And everyone's ass here." After Evelyn turns Ben into a bench, Ben must survive. His body is trapped in an object. During the day, women (and men) do all kinds of exercises on his face, crushing his nose. But it's even worse at night with the never-ending boredom.

Rick was thrilled when he saw an advertisement seeking young men to be slaves for a newly-opened off-campus femdom sorority! The photos of the women who would be the sorority sister-mistresses were hot as hell. The girls looked dominant; they rested their black combat boots on the back of a guy who laid in the mud to keep them clean. Rick was sick of the monotonous classes and social-climbing networking clubs at I****** University.

When I met Queen Nazz, she demanded me to write about my experiences being dominated by her and share them with her. I chronicled the sexy acts we engaged in. I laid bare my intense feelings, the devotion I felt, the pain from her whip, the smell of her feet, the taste of her sweat.

Yuna Yu is a 20-year-old fetish model and Korean exchange student with a gift for manipulating submissive boys—and you’re her biggest fan. So when you unexpectedly run into her in your dorm’s laundry room, you can hardly believe it. But what’s even more shocking? She knows about your foot fetish—and she’s more than happy to tease you for it. Before long, Yuna and her friend Hana trap you in their game, turning you into the filming slave for Yuna’s livestream.

Mistress Tae Yu is a dominatrix in Seoul and the owner of The Whip, an underground bar. When she is harassed on the subway, the police ignore her complaint. Now she is out for revenge. "I guess they were right," Mistress Tae continued. "It was my fault. It was silly of me to trust the police. It won’t happen again. Next time, I’ll do something about it myself.” Julien V. Crowderson is a self-described "pickup artist" with a death wish. He has perfected the art of confronting women in public and harassing them. Now, he is in Seoul for a conference to teach men how to "push past 'no.'"

Ari needs a new visa if he wants to stay in Thailand. Nazz doesn't want to let him out of her sight. So the kinky pair sets off on a road trip to Laos, where they can make a visa run and explore the history and scenery. Northern Thailand, Isan, and the Mekong River region is beautiful, but they encounter some strange things along the way.

Charlie Chambers is a young and cute submissive boy ("cute like a corgi who would carry your slippers to you in bed every morning") living in Bangkok, fantasizing, and trying to make a name for himself as a writer and vlogger. But he's naive to the ways of the world. So naive that he must be trained by the bar girls of the White Rabbit, a go-go bar in Sukhumvit, and he must be punished for his sins.Amara is an Amazonian vixen.

Mistress Nazz was right. I needed an escape from this boring world. But could I really put a dog collar and leash on and be led all through the market? Could I really take the caning and punishments that awaited me if I was a bad dog? In this true story, I delve into my thinking and my emotions as I submit to my Thai Mistress and receive training from her. I release my inner thoughts towards submission.

Do you get a thrill just imagining being put in your place? You are forced down onto a bed. A superior woman takes her time walking up, clicking her heels against the floor. Her butt descends on you. Your face is covered with the cute bubble butt of a dominant, superior woman. Or perhaps you are the woman who puts the man in his place? Sits on him and savors your power over him as he pushes for breaths of air that you don't give him...

Queen Nazz is laying on the bed wearing a purple nuisette babydoll with white lace trim. The trim on the fringe of her nuisette lies over her cream colored panties, which are splotched with soft pink and indigo flower patterns and fringed with frilly pink. For a slavish female supremacist like myself, the sight of my Queen laying on the bed is a heavenly vision. I crouch down at the foot of the bed. I begin panting like a dog. “You dirty dog,” Queen Nazz says.