This prompt has nothing to do with Dr. Strangelove, I just thought it would be a fun title. Sorry to disappoint!

What this prompt is about, is femdom. All kinds of femdom, gentle, inexperienced, experienced, up to extremes. I’d love to explore any fantasies you have, or share mine with you. These can be based around specific characters, real experiences or just personal fantasies. Sky is the limit and I want to see how close we can get!

I also want to make it clear that women of all shapes, sizes and sexualities are welcome here. I am male and present as such, but I am happy to discuss woman on woman femdom, trans femdom, and anything in between. This is a safe space for all women with a dominant spark inside them.

To give this post some direction, and satisfy the word requirement on descriptive prose, I’ll provide a short teaser for a slice of life scenario I find quite fun. I enjoy the process of developing kink, and going deeper and deeper into those desires and fantasies. Discovering something new or taking the plunge into a hidden kink. Here we follow a pair of roommates stumbling into a world they only dreamed of.

~~~ I didn’t even hear the door as you arrived home. Much earlier than I expected. You’re usually in the lab long into the evenings. Regardless, I’d been stupid and not closed the door to my bedroom, which you have to pass to get to yours, just one door down the hall. Our little apartment was quite cozy, and we’d grown quite close during our time together. Boundaries were usually indicated by closed doors, so, I couldn’t blame you for popping in.

I’m not sure exactly what it looked like from your vantage point, but I can honestly say you caught me with my pants down. Laptop open, a cute guy getting railed by a curvy woman with a thick strapon on the screen. I’d been so close to the edge for a while, just riding that high as long as I could last. I’m not sure how long you were watching me stroke before you shifted your weight, your shadow crossing my screen. I turned, heart skipping a beat, hand mid stroke, and it all happened so fast. All that squeaked out was a groan as my cock erupted, blasting my jizz all over my bare chest, rather than the tissue I’d already prepared for the moment.

I was mortified. I couldn’t form words as we locked eyes briefly, my face rapidly reddening. You fled the scene, and I heard the door to your room shut with a thud. Not an angry thud. The kind that made it seem like you needed to escape what you’d just witnessed. The cat was out of the bag. I figured it was bound to happen eventually in such close quarters but not quite in such spectacular fashion. I wondered what was going through your head as I tried to force myself to sleep, promising I would broach the subject in the morning and clear the air.

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If you are interested in chatting about this stuff please reach out! Chats, messages, whatever you are comfortable with! I’m happy to discuss kinks and limits with you too, I just prefer it be an organic part of our conversation. We all tend to have similar limits, and I’m quite open minded when it comes to kink. Hope to hear from you soon!