Author: flopsy-babygirl

Pissed off my dom on purpose and bit off more than I could chew…[MF]

Don’t read if you’re not comfortable with some S & M play! This was all consensual.

I have a dom/sub sexual relationship with my fwb and I really like having my limits pushed. I’m a little bit of a masochist, and I could get a little bratty…

A little thing that I do is I would get mouthy when we text, but when I actually meet up with him I’d be obedient because I know he could get quite rough and I’m a wuss lol. I figured since I’m a good girl in-person he wouldn’t get too pissed off and he would soften, and this has worked in my favour most of the time…

This time, during the week of texting, I called him a pushover, stupid, and gave him a ton of attitude…and again, when we met up, I was sweet and obedient like always, but he was still pissed!! He was determined to punish me.

There was some rough manhandling and face slapping…but what overwhelmed me was when he made me stand up on the ledge by the big window, made me strip and face the window, made me push my tits against the glass…then he spanked the hell out of me. Read more »

Rape Therapy Part III [M/F][anal][non-con/dub-con][BDSM][humiliation]

Merry Christmas!!

**Description:** Dean doesn’t want a therapist anymore. He wants a pet.

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**Rape Therapy Part III**

To Kate’s dismay, Dean attended every session of his court-mandated counselling. Each session was the same. She would try to keep it professional, despite knowing it would end up being anything but professional. They would discuss his anger, his masked emotions, his life; he would humour her for the first ten minutes or so, but like clockwork, every time he eventually stripped her down and used her body as he pleased.

His last session was two months ago. She was convinced that something would happen. Stalking, or late-night visits, but…it’d been two months of peace and quiet. No stalking, no assault, no ached muscles or sore body, no overwhelming adrenaline rushes. It was really over.

Well, she was wrong again.

***Now***

Kate let out a startled cry when she opened the door and found Dean looming over her at the doorstep. Surprise crossed Dean’s face too. He was not expecting her to open the door just as he was about to break and enter.

“Dean? What are you doing here?” Read more »

Rape Therapy Part II [non-con] [mild knife play] [MF] [Anal]

Rape Therapy Part II. Here is Part I: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/musj4l/rape_therapy_noncon_mild_knife_play_mf_anal/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/musj4l/rape_therapy_noncon_mild_knife_play_mf_anal/)

Warning: non-con (dub-con?), mild knife play, anal, mild bondage

**Chapter Two**

Hao le shang ba wang le tong – A Chinese phrase that means forgetting past pains once the wounds have healed. The child who fell from the monkey bar and broke their ankle will go on the monkey bar again as soon as the ankle is healed. It’s human nature. Sometimes they *don’t* learn their lessons.

That was what was happening to Kate Cheung. Her encounter with her patient, Dean, last week had been terrifying. Her ass had burned and hurt from the assault and violation. But the week had gone by, and life had been busy, normal. She met with clients, listened to people’s problems, wrote reports, went to class, ran errands, etc. Suddenly the memory of Dean was just one of the many things on her very full plate. He didn’t seem so scary anymore.

Perhaps that was why she felt particularly brave when she finally noticed the date on the calendar. *Tuesday May 11, 2021.*

*“You heard me. Tuesday, 5:00 p.m.”* He had said. Read more »

Rape Therapy [non-con] [mild knife play] [MF] [Anal]

Warning: non-con, mild knife play, anal

**Rape Therapy**

Dean looked at the pretty therapist tied up in the chair across him. East Asian, petite; she was wearing a cute summer top and a mini skirt; her dark shoulder-length hair was curled into waves. She looked vastly different from her usual professional, uptight self. Well, it was Friday after business hours after all. He seemed to have caught her at a good (or bad?) time when she came back to retrieve something from her office.

But what he liked the most was the look in her moon-shaped eyes. They were usually assertive, distant, and full of judgement, or pity—which he hated. Pity for him, because he was broken, according to these notes. Now that they had switched seats, with her delicate arms restrained to the chair arms, he could feel the change in the air. Her pretty eyes were fearful, vulnerable, powerless.

He looked back down to read her notes, catching words that jabbed at him like a hot knife. *Unstable. Volatile. Angry.*

“Dean, I think you know what you are doing is wrong.” She tried to sound steady and failed miserably. Read more »

Payback for a Little Brat [mf][dom/sub dynamics]

*A few hours ago*

“I want to see,” he said. With the black blindfold covering his striking blue eyes, he tried to guess where that little brat was.

He felt her cradle his face in her hands, then her nose touched his nose. *She was so close.* He could smell her fragrance. Then her defiant voice. “No.” She avoided his lips and planted soft kisses on his earlobe, then down his jawline.

“Ugh,” he grunted and breathed out. He flexed his cuffed hands behind him. Now she was kissing down his pecs, her small hands roaming over his toned torso. His hard cock stood straight up, throbbing for attention.

Then she slid away, and now her hands were on his thighs. She gave his thigh a mischievous bite. A low growl came from his throat when she lightly traced a finger down his shaft.

“Does he want a kiss?” She asked smugly, knowing the effects she was having on him.

“Yes,” he said.

She pressed her full lips against his cock and he moaned. Then she licked it, running her little tongue ring back and forth across the underside of his sensitive tip. “Fuck!” He uttered. Read more »

Her New Daddy Dom [non-con][dubious consent][M/F]

**Her New Daddy Dom**

**Non-con/dubious consent**

Ruby sat on his bed nervously and waited while he was in the bathroom.

She had been excited to go on this date. She had been looking for a new Daddy Dom for some time now, and she had found a potential candidate. They had talked about it online and had agreed to take things slow. This was the first time they met in-person.

She had curled her shoulder-length dark hair into cute ringlets so it framed her heart-shaped face and added a tad of innocence. The Asian thing and innocent thing went together. She knew what men liked. She had added a hint of glitter in her subtle eyeliner, making her moon-shaped eyes stand out more. She had then chosen a cute crop top, jeans, and completed her look with a simple black choker. She wanted to entice him.

And it had gone so well. He was a gentleman. He was funny. He was laid back. They had chemistry. Ruby liked him, and now she was in his condo sitting on his bed. She fidgeted nervously. She wanted to take things slow, but she wanted to make out with him, and maybe feel each other up. Read more »