farrowthrowaway, Author at NSFW story

Collar and Chain (BDSM, Breathplay)

The click-clank of the chain being threaded through your collar. The sound of the metal being tossed over the rafter. The sensation of your leather collar digging into your throat as I pull the chain taught, forcing you to stand on your toes. Air comes in quick breaths.

The knife comes out. I had told you to wear things you didn’t care about, and now you knew why. Cold steel pressing against flesh, sending goosebumps across the back of your neck, then the steady downward alice as your blouse is cut off. A flick of the knife and your bra is severed, allowing your breasts to hang free.

My fingers tease and twist at your nipples as the knife goes lower, slicing free the skirt, and then the panties. The handles of the knife plays at the entrance to your slit, slipping in and out slowly.

The pressure at your neck tightens as I pull down on the chain. The knife is dropped, replaced by my exploring fingers. You choke, your vision blurring, pleasure shooting up your body as your lega begin to kick. Then release, the tension ceases, air flows freely. Read more »

Taking You Gently (noncon)

I want to take you gently.

I want you to struggle and plead and beg, but I won’t be rough with you. I’ll push you down, overpower you, but I won’t hurt you. Grab your chin and tilt your head to kiss me, but I won’t slap your face. Tie you up to hold you still, but I won’t harm you.

While you beg and swear, I’ll adorn your neck with kisses and whisper how much I am going to enjoy fucking you, how much *you* are going to enjoy it. I’ll take my time teasing your tits and clit, feeling every inch of you with hands and mouth, soaking you in like a fine wine while tears stream down your face.

I’ll take you slow and steady, filling you and savoring every thrust into you, every tremor and quiver if your body beneath mine, every little moan and sob. I’ll whisper in your ear that I can feel how wet you are, that you should stop lying to me and yourself. That you want it. That you’ve always wanted it. Read more »

Camping Trips – Two Short Fictions (Noncon)

**(1)**

You were so excited to go camping. Get away from the cares of the world for a while, get out in nature with your friends. So what if you were the only girl there? You weren’t shy, and you could hang tough with the best of us.

Sure we flirted a little, but we always did that. I slapped you on the ass, but in a playful way. Thats all, just playing around.

Of course, the flirting got heavier as the alcohol started flowing around the campfire, and so did the leering. You slapped my hands and laughed and when I groped your breasts, and giggled when another one of us got a handful of your ass. You were as drunk as we were.

But your giggling stopped when I pulled your top off, and the fight started when we pushed you onto the dirt. The screaming began soon after, but was shushed by forcing your shirt into your mouth. The sobbing started when we got your panties off and started taking turns in your pussy, but by the times we were cumming down your throat you had stopped crying, you were just laying there and taking it. Like a good slut. Read more »