Femdom Literotica
Welcome to my imagination. Unlike real life, there are no limits here, this is where I truly thrive. Just take a look at my Journal or my FemDom books that have been published on Amazon Kindle. I love articulating my experiences and fantasies into words, especially if they happen to be kinky.
My Sexy Brain
You may like my body or my smiling face, you may fawn over my pictures but I know the secret, it’s all in my head. I am cerebral, introspective and deeply, truly kinky. I love exploring the mechanations of my own mind, pushing deep into the light, the dark, the dirty.
Tell me your secret desires and let me breathe them into existence, bending my mind to meet yours in the quiet ether. This is my favourite place, the dream-like state that all humans share: Imagination. You wait at the door as I slip into the space where you stop and I start, only to emerge when I find what you’ve been looking for, a story created just for you.
Much like my name sake, Bastian, from The Never Ending Story, I live both inside and outside of reality. Slipping back and forth has been my passion for years, finding the fantastic, the light and the dark in every day. When I write, I get to float away, returning to earth only once I have seen something new, something to bring back to you. Let’s go.
“HE'S PUSHING YOU TOWARDS THE DOOR WHILE HIS HAND RUNS DOWN THE CURVE OF YOUR ASS AS YOU WALK INTO MY OFFICE. TRAVIS TAKES A SEAT ON THE LARGE COUCH BY THE WINDOW, PULLING YOU OVER WITH HIM. HE SPREADS HIS LEGS WIDE AND SITS YOU RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS LAP, PULLING YOUR HIPS INTO HIS HARD COCK. HIS HANDS RUN UP THE FRONT OF YOUR CHEST, OVER YOUR SENSITIVE NIPPLES AS HE PULLS YOUR TITS OUT OF YOUR SHIRT JUST LIKE THAT.”
— “My Sissy Secretary: The New Girl” on Amazon Kindle by Bastienne Cross
“HIS EYES FOLLOW ME BUT HE IS GONE, DEEP IN HIS LUST, BUT I AM SOBER, MY CONSCIOUSNESS BECOMING EVER SHARPER AS HIS DULLS. I AM THE PIANIST AND HIS BODY IS A GRAND PIANO UNDER THE WARMTH OF A SUMMER NIGHT SKY. I WALK THROUGH THE FOREST, UP TO MY BENCH, I TAKE A SEAT AND BEGIN TO PLAY A SYMPHONY OF NERVES FOR AN AUDIENCE OF ONE.”
— “Sensual Ballbusting” by Bastienne
“I SLIDE IN A LITTLE CLOSER ON THE SOFA AND YOU TRY TO IGNORE THE FACT THAT YOUR HEAD IS PERFECTLY PARALLEL TO MY CLEAVAGE. THE WAY YOU'RE STARING STRAIGHT DOWN BETRAYS YOU. I WRAP MY ARM AROUND YOU AND YOU LEAN IN, HAPPY FOR A PLACE TO HIDE YOUR ROSY, LITTLE FACE. AS I RUN MY HANDS OVER YOUR SHOULDERS AND DOWN YOUR BACK, YOU INSTANTLY FEEL A WARM VISCERAL SAFETY, SOMETHING THAT DOESN'T EVEN REQUIRE MEMORY, IT'S JUST A TOTAL BODY WARMTH, A WAVE THAT TAKES YOU UNDER.”
— “Mommy Buys Her Son a Fleshlight” by Bastienne
“AS I BEAT HER I COULD FEEL THE EMOTIONAL PAIN BEING CUT OPEN AND MY CANE WAS THE KNIFE. THIS IS WHAT I WAIT FOR, DANCING IN THE BLOOD, LAUGHING THROUGH THE DARKNESS, REJOICING IN THIS PURE EXPRESSION OF HUMANITY, SOMETHING WE ALL SHARE, THE FEELING OF PAIN. I HAD WONDERED IF I COULD BEAT A WOMAN LIKE I DO MEN, AND MY ANSWER WAS HERE: I COULD.”
— “Kitten: My First Female Submissive” by Bastienne
“AS HIS EYES MET MINE, I FELT A SURGE OF POWER ENTER MY BODY AS I PINNED MY BOY DOWN WITH ALL MY WEIGHT. YES, HE'D BECOME A BIG BOY WITH AGE BUT I COULD STILL SEE THAT LITTLE BOY INSIDE. I WANTED TO BURN AWAY THE ARROGANCE OF THIS PETULANT FORM, I KNEW I HAD TO TAKE HIM DOWN A NOTCH. I MOVED MY CROTCH TOWARDS HIS FACE AND I SAW THE HORROR FLICKER OVER HIS FACE. IF HE THOUGHT HAVING HIS MOM'S PUSSY IN HIS FACE WAS BAD, HE HAD NO IDEA ABOUT THE TRUE DEGRADATION HE WAS ABOUT TO ENDURE.”
— “Mommy’s Little Fart Cushion” by Bastienne
“AT THE END OF THE DAY, MY LOYALTY LIES NOT WITH THE LOUD AND PROUD, NOT WITH THOSE WHO HOLD THE RINGS FOR US TO JUMP THROUGH. MY LOYALTY LIES WITH THE SINCERE, EARNEST, QUIET EXPLORER, THE CURIOUS AND SELF AWARE. DOMINANT OR SUBMISSIVE ALIKE, ALLOW ME TO SET MY RING DOWN AND FLING THE IMAGINARY GATES OPEN AND WELCOME YOU, EXACTLY AS YOU ARE.”
— “From Feared to Sincere: 5 Years in FemDom” by Bastienne
“THE PLACE WHERE THE WATER DIVIDES FROM THE AIR BECOMES A FANTASY, A DAY DREAM, AS YOU DRAW CLOSER IN SLOW MOTION. YOU'VE BEEN FORCEFULLY EJECTED FROM THE MINDLESS PATTERN YOU WERE IN & SUDDENLY FIND YOURSELF IN A NEW, BEAUTIFUL WORLD. THE OCEAN IS WARM & KINDLY EMBRACES YOU, HOLDING YOU TO THE SURFACE, THE PLACE YOU WERE DREAMING ABOUT. THE SUN IS BRIGHT & FEELS AS THOUGH IT WILL NEVER SET AGAIN. YOU CAN TASTE THE SALT ON YOUR LIPS AND YOU HAVE NO THOUGHTS, JUST AN OVERWHELMING GRATITUDE, A RELIEF, A FEELING OF SINKING BACK INTO THE PERFECTION OF YOUR PAINLESS BODY.
YOU ARE HERE. YOU ARE ALIVE.
I AM THE OCEAN.”
— “My Love of Ballbusting Has Intensified” by Bastienne
“I GET IT, IT JUST ARRIVES ONE NIGHT, I GET THE KINK CODE. I KNEW WHY. I KNEW WHY PANDA WANTED ALL OF TORONTO TO "USE HIM" LIKE AN OBJECT, THE SILENCING OF THE CEREBRAL MIND, THE FIRST STEP TOWARD THAT STONE FRAMED WINDOW. HIS INSTINCTS WERE SPEWING HINTS FROM THE DARKNESS OF HIS SPINNING MIND AND I WAS THE QUIET LISTENER, THE WITNESS. THE SHAMEFUL THOUGHTS THAT INTRUDE INTO THE SAFETY OF HIS FORTRESS, THE FEELINGS THAT WON'T BE STORED AWAY BELOW. THEY WANT TO BE ILLUMINATED, THEY WANT TO SPIN INTO EXISTENCE, THEY WANT TO BE CUT OPEN AND EXTRACTED, LAID UPON THE TABLE AND WITNESSED IN THE WIDE OPEN SPACE OUTSIDE OF THOSE OLD, FORTRESS WALLS. WELL IT WAS ABOUT TIME SOMEONE HEAVED PANDA FROM THE WINDOW OF HIS OWN THOUGHT FORTRESS AND IT LOOKED LIKE IT WAS GOING TO BE ME AFTER ALL.”
— “Making of the Infamous Iso-Toilet” by Bastienne
“FETISHES COME FROM SOMEWHERE REAL, SOMEWHERE HIDDEN, SOME PLACE THAT NEEDS THE SWEETNESS OF OUR SEXUALITY TO DILUTE THE BITTERNESS OF THE DARK. IT MOVES FIRST THROUGH THE FILTER OF OUR SEXUALITY, THEN INTO OUR PERIPHERY. FROM THERE WE CAN CHOOSE TO BRING IT INTO THE FOREGROUND OR LET IT DANCE IN THE CORNER OF OUR EYES FOREVER.”
— “Bully” by Bastienne
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