the risks of meeting someone new [NC]

Another dull night with your husband, him falling asleep on the couch watching tv as you’re grinding your legs together. Him not even so much as lasting a minute as you give him a hand job to get him hard. It was what, 5 months of this? Your kids where finally old enough to not need to be constantly babied, the only thing stopping you from having some alone time was him.

I wonder how you found yourself here? Tindr? Did you go on reddit and present yourself for all the horny men? Either way, you found what you were looking for and made the 15 minute drive. Completely naked. Shivering in the cold as you though about what was about to happen. It had been too long.

It’s a big house, all things considered, and the doors open. You walk inside. Looking in the darkness for who you messaged. Something obviously wasn’t right.

And then you feel it, a sharp drag around your neck as rope is wrapped around it. You’re lifted up, barely giving you enough slack to keep your toes on the ground.

Your boss [MF][noncon]

Just what was it that brought you to me pet? Did you do a stint in jail and no one would hire you? Were you running away from an abusive home and this town is where your car broke down? Or did your partner accidentally knock you up and run off. Either way, you must have been desperate to look for a job here. Especially after hearing the rumors, and ESPECIALLY with how you looked. Its practically not even my fault anything happened.

And of course something happened, but you knew that, didnt you? When the dress code was modified just to show off your perfect ass. It wasn’t even practical, the tight clothes led to more than one accident. But that’s the price you had to pay. Of course, the expensive uniform was more than you could afford the first time, and when it got a tear in it? Well you’ll just have to keep coming in like that.

After I realized you legitimately had no other options is when things started ramping up. You were no longer able to take a lunch break, instead being forced to spend that time in my office, straddling my thighs. You even cried the first time I made you, but that was the first time my cock stiffened against your tiny little slit.

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Regretting it the morning after [NC]

Last night had honestly been incredible. I met you at a bar late into the night. We were both drunk, and quickly all over each other. I wanted us to continue the night, but you had other plans.

We left the bar much earlier than I’d have liked, but seeing you naked underneath me more tohan made up for it. You did things no one had done before. You’re tongue was buried in my asshole while you stroked me. You begged for it, screaming so loud I thought the neighbors would kill us. And when I finished? You wrapped your legs around me, milking me deep into your tight little hole.

And in the morning? You felt… terrible. I’m not sure why, maybe you had just gotten out of a relationship. Maybe you were late for something this morning. Both of those would explain your hurry to get home last night.

You quickly tried to hurry me out, but I wasnt done. How was I supposed to only fuck you one last time after a night like that? Nevermind you grinding your ass into me while we slept.

claiming you completely one last time [NC][snuff]

you were the perfect target. Still so small, yet dressed like you had never been noticed in your life. you had to have known the reputation of this bar, right? you had to have known the women who disappear after coming, the boyfriends left without a date, powerless to stop the surge of men ravaging his girl in front of him. And yet you came, all alone.

I was doing you a favor, singling you out like that. Most girls wouldn’t have survived the night without breaking, but I made sure to get you out as soon as possible. I didn’t drug your drink or anything. I didn’t even try and get you drunk. I simply ambushed you in the bathroom, cutting you off from the exit. of course you wondered what I was doing in there with you, not even letting you finish up first before assaulting you. In a flash, a knife was under what little clothes you were wearing, shredding them with surgical precision. And there you stood, naked, shivering, too scared to even cry out. but I wasn’t done with you.

Helping you express yourself [NC]

It was love at first sight, and second, third, and on and on…

We met through some outdoorsie group, sharing a kayak going down falls, sharing a tent when we camped. Sharing a kiss after everyone else fell asleep. Finding a clearing to fuck in.

And it extended into normal life too. We’d text throughout the day, counting down minutes until we got to see each other again. Fucking like rabbits before, after, and sometimes during dates. It seemed perfect.

Until I found out you had an ex girlfriend.

It wasn’t the way I expected it to go. One day you were sobbing into a pillow, telling me how much she hurt you when she came back into your life. I worked hard to calm you. I held you, made you your favorite comfort food when you were feeling a bit better. But that’s not really what you wanted, was it?

And so I seduced her. It was really easy when she knew I was your boyfriend. She had no idea what you wanted, and just assumed I was stepping out. She had no idea what I wanted when I invited her back out to our favorite spot.

Paying off college

You reread the letter again for the 5th time before shredding it in frustration. While you had done well in school, it wasnt good enough to get your scholarship extended. You could take out loans for the semester, but honestly it was way too late for that. You needed the money now.

A few weeks go by and you’re leaving class. A strang offering was given to you in the nick of time, and you were just desperate enough to take it. It wasnt anything like the normal “maid” services or “companionship” posts, this one was upfront with what they wanted. They would pay you through college, provided you serviced every horrible sexual desire they had. There was even an end point, provided you actually finished college. And with you being on your last semester it was the best option.

Even though you agreed to it, you were still dreading the first phone call. It never came though, you were instead grabbed and pulled into a car as soon as you walked out of your last class. Your eyes were covered, a knife was run tenderly over your pants to get them opened faster, and a dildo was inserted into you. You cried out, half in pain, half in fear, as your pussy was violated before you were ready. Each bump of the road sends it jolting against you, stretching you out nicely for what was to come.

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The placebo (Nc)

It was supposed to be one of the best nights of your life. It was your birthday, after all, as well as the first night you’ve been out since you’ve been single.

And like any good night out, you find yourself with a guy, dancing, making out. He moans into you, in front of everyone…

You feel something solid go down your throat.

You wake up, tied to my bed. No worse for the wear, except your body feels noticeably played with. Your nipples are wet and achingly hard, your neck covered in hickies.

But this wasnt me entering you long enough to get off and throwing you out. I’d tell you you’d been drugged. That’s why you were soaking wet and extremely sensitive. And it was only going to get worse as I teased you. But I wasnt going to fuck you until you beg for it.

I wonder how long that would take? How long until your legs are locking me inside you. How long until you’re screaming underneath me as you cum. How long until you forget the painfully obvious fact that we’re unprotected.