Author: flynn-fyre

Fuck You, Daddy [M30s|F30s][extreme degradation][ddlg][brat]

*Standalone Chapter from* [*my novel Little Degradations*](https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/329728192-little-degradations-explicit,-18)

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As she swirls her fingers around in the cum on my stomach, I experience the last waves of orgasm tingling through my feet. Reeva is a fucking miracle.

She kisses my chest, then feels through my hair with her free hand. My thoughts grow hazy, then stop. Minutes later, my slumber is cut off by a warm, wet towel, as she wipes my stomach clean.

“Daddy, look! I changed into my cleaning outfit.”

My heavy eyelids beg to stay shut, but I manage to lift them.

She’s wearing the leather corset I got her when she moved in. It’s a vague version of a French maid’s outfit. The skirted bottom covers little of her legs, but the top goes up to her neck, concealing any cleavage in an attempt at modesty. She steps far enough back for me to have an easy, complete view of her being a goddamn revelation.

“A good woman is always ready to serve in matters of cleanliness. She’s ready with her duster, her vacuum, and her towel. She will clean up crumbs or wipe off cum – no task is too big for her if she puts her mind to it.” She curtsies. “Oh – citation. That’s from Creed Three on page 33 of the Little’s Bible.” Read more »

Sex at the Cemetery [MF30s][public][rough][oral][multiple orgasms]

From an [ongoing novel](https://www.wattpad.com/story/329728192-little-degradations-explicit-18%2B).

I move my face to his, feel his hot breath. He puts his thick lips around my bottom one, goes from gentle to sucking to biting so smoothly that I cry out instead of moan when he gets his tongue in. The way it fills up my whole mouth makes me feel like his dick is already inside me.

I beg him to keep going, say I want him to kiss me like that through the night. But two minutes later I tell him to throw me against the outside of the mausoleum. I cry out when I smash into it, my face scraping on the stone side. I beg for his dick as I lift my skirt. He fumbles with his zipper, so I turn and yank his pants down.

I want him to cum in seconds, to be so entranced by my body and pussy that he can’t help it. And then I want to make him hard again and have him fuck me again, to cum again within minutes of the first time. Then I want to feel his dick get hard a third time in my mouth. I’ll drain him — knock him asleep. Read more »

The Mormon Apostate and the Bishop’s Wife [M|F, 18-30s][religious innocence][exhibition]

**Title: The Apostate and the Bishop’s Wife**

“Bishop James, hello.”

“Brother Smith! Well gosh, I’ve been missing you. I –”

“I’m gonna stop you there.” It comes out louder than I meant. “I came to church for one reason.”

Everyone in the foyer looks at me. I didn’t mean to draw a crowd, but fuck it. “I need to tell you to your face that I’m done with this Godforsaken church. Mormonism is bull-fucking-shit and you are a fucked up, power-hungry, overly-chastity-preaching cancer for all these people.” I turn to his wife. “You deserve better.”

I feel like I’m floating as I leave, and I can’t suppress the grin. People talking – about me and to me – are muffled noise.

As I’m opening my car door, she calls out. “Shep!”

“Oh – Sister James. Hi.” She cuts across the lot at twice the speed I did, “What are you –”

“Call me Julie.” She catches her breath. “Please.”

“Right. Julie.”

“You – that was amazing.” She pauses. “What you said.” Read more »

Little Degradations [MFF 30s][d/s][bgdd][workplace]

[Little Degradations](https://www.wattpad.com/story/329728192-little-degradations-explicit-18%2B)

**Chapter 1: A Little Handbook**

Two snoozes and my first-to-office streak is at risk. I drink a half liter of water for breakfast – instead of my usual parfait – shower, dress, and make it to my Prius in fifteen minutes. It’s five red lights until hitting the freeway, partially clogged at 7. Door-to-door is twenty-five minutes.

On the elevator, I step on a pocket-sized, purple book. There’s a light stain of some kind, and the edges have lost any crispness. A line-art silhouette with exaggerated chest and hips shows a woman with a ponytail leaning against a wall. The title: A Little Handbook.

I get off on floor 12, go straight to the bathroom. The water is hitting me sooner than anatomically possible.

I flip open the handbook to a random page as I sit.

*Article 5.6.*

*Little has no choice in what she wears.*

*Infractions: Five lashings for putting on clothes without checking with Daddy. One hour in the stocks for disobeying outfit instructions.*

Someone has written in the one-eighth-inch margin, *Daddy says even if it makes me look bad.* Read more »

Mia: A Power Exchange Story [MF 30s][d/s][bgdd][gender roles][humiliation/degradation]

[Mia: A Power Exchange Story](https://www.wattpad.com/1302798090-mia-a-power-exchange-story-welcome)

**Part I: Mia in Training**

My thumb tapped over my screen. Chapter 11. Week two writing five thousand words a day, falling asleep to images of my characters and waking to their dialogue.

I didn’t notice the sunset fighting through the swirling silver clouds. Or that my train stopped for five minutes on the Manhattan bridge. Or the person next to me, snooping.

At DeKalb Ave, slender fingers with short, yellow nails placed a purple sticky note on my phone. The note-giver disappeared into the crowd of people leaving the train. But through the subway window, I marked her yellow nails as she turned and looked at me.

A yellow mask covered half her face. A black baseball cap hid dark hair. Her body was drowning in a yellow raincoat.

And her eyes. The color of dark sand. Set deep, sharpened by dark, heavy brows, one scarred in half. Long, fishtailed eyeliner.

The train screeched away.

“Dear Gideon, I’d like to be your Mia.” the note said.

Mia. Mia in the black, leather collar. Mia eating from Gideon’s hand. Mia cleaning dishes by hand then scrubbing the floor on her knees. Mia tied up and left on the ground for the night. Read more »