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The Path – Part 8 – Learning the Ropes [M52, F] [Rope Bondage]

I received a text from Beth one afternoon, shortly before getting off of work to meet her right after. That was an invitation I’d never turn down. So, after getting out, I got a drive thru for some food, because I’d probably need my energy, and headed over.

When I got downstairs, Beth was waiting and escorted me in. As soon as the door closed behind us, she stripped down to her lacy red bra and panties.

“Just you and me tonight, Sam.”

I tilted my head and licked my lips. I could tell her nipples were already a little bit hard just thinking about what was to come. “What did you have in mind?”

“Time to practice your rope work. Sara wanted to do it, but I ate her out until she gave up. She cums like a damn hose, but I love it.”

“I know, I had a chance to see that.”

“Oh, that’s right. Sorry I missed that.”

I got myself undressed down to my boxers then gestured to the curtain. “Shall we?”

We walked in and the only thing on the toy table were ropes, and two pairs of scissors. Read more »

The Path – Part 6 – Alicia (Custom) [M52, F] [Bondage]

Custom request by u/jbdreamer1117 Hope you enjoy!

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It was a week before I got another text to head to The Dungeon, but that was fine. The break was actually nice, but I was refreshed and ready when I walked down to the basement, met this time by Beth. She smiled and gave me a hug, and a smack on my ass, before we walked in and sat down.

“So what do you have for me tonight?”

“Another new submissive. Alicia,” Beth said with a grin.

“Hmm. Okay.”

“Big on nipple play, which I knew you’d enjoy, but she’s not really into any sort of pain beyond something light. She did bring her own nipple clamps though. That’s new.”

I raised an eyebrow and shrugged. “Okay… I can work with that. What else?”

“She wants to cum. A lot. Oh, and no anal.”

I pursed my lips. Nipple play, a little pain, and lots of orgasms. Since she was here, I had to guess she wanted it to be… different.

“Push her. Hard. She wants to cum a lot? Make it happen.”

“A vibrator can do that.” Read more »

The Path – Part 5 – Isabele (Custom) [M52, F]

This is a custom piece written for u/Sounds_like_Jigs

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I was invited to a few ‘watch parties’ over the next week. To just lounge and watch the others work. Seeing Beth do her work as a Domme was simply… amazing. I’d sat alone that night and just watched. I still couldn’t even consider myself as a submissive, but we could definitely have fun together anytime she wanted to. Once we’d ended up in a bed together in the theater, and I’d fucked her from behind while we watched Colin work. We didn’t have to be working the scene to have fun together, that was for sure.

I wasn’t the only non-card holder that was there sometimes, and everyone was attractive in their own way. None of us were what would traditionally be called models, but everyone was confident in their bodies. I was still working on that, but Beth, and Sara, were helping. Still hadn’t gotten together with Sara, but I think that was just a matter of time. Read more »

The Path – Part 4 – Beth For Use [M52, F] [Bondage]

It was only a few days before I got another text from Beth with a time. Now. It had been a shit day at the office, and I could use some… therapy. I was already on the way home, but I turned around. I returned to The Dungeon, and was surprised to see Sara waiting for me in the hallway. She smiled brightly and opened the door and ushered me in.

“Welcome back,” she said, and ran her hand down my back and squeezed my ass as I walked through.

“Thanks,” I said slightly taken aback, but also very intrigued.

“Don’t worry, it’s going to be a good night. Have a seat,” she said, and took a chair for herself.

I grabbed a bottle of water and sat down and waited.

“You look rough. Everything okay?” she asked.

I shrugged. “Rough day at the office. It happens.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, but, this should help boost your spirits, don’t you think?”

I nodded and took a drink. “I hope so.” I was almost doubtful. It had been one of those days where it was a near thing just packing up my shit and walking out. I was almost afraid of what I might be capable of in this mood. Read more »

The Path – Part 3 – Emily [M52, F] [Bondage]

A few days after our experience in what I learned she called The Dungeon, which was used by several people, a sort of a collective that owned the place, I got a text to meet there that night. I grinned, and texted back that I’d be there. I’d had a good time with the sub, whose name I never got. Which, I’d learned in the meantime, was part of the deal. No one had to give their name if they didn’t want to, or they could use assumed names. Beth and I, obviously, knew each other’s real names, but that was it. Of course, I hadn’t met anyone else. Yet.

At the appointed time, I walked down into the basement, and Beth was waiting for me, wearing a thin long coat, under which I had a feeling I knew what she was wearing. For myself, I was still in my work clothes. Dress pants and a polo shirt. As I approached, she tapped her keycard on the reader, and the door clicked as it unlocked. She opened the door and wave me through. “Welcome back, Sam.”

Sam isn’t my name, but apparently that would be my name here. Not what I would have chosen, but whatever. Read more »

The Path – Part 2 – The Lesson [M52, F, F] [Bondage]

I met Beth at the address she provided, and she escorted me to a building, then down some stairs into a dark basement area. The lighting was dim. Enough to see, but also probably enough to deter anyone who didn’t have a reason to be there from exploring. We reached a door and she used a key card to open it. The room we walked into was not what I expected. It was nice and well lit. Several comfortable chairs and a sofa filled most of the small space. There was a counter with a small wet bar, and a glass front fridge filled with bottled water.

“Have a seat, let’s talk about what’s going to happen tonight.”

I sat down and leaned forward in the chair. I was feeling good, but nervous.

“Relax,” she said with a grin. “I promise, it’s going to be fun.”

I sat back in the chair and did my best to relax.

“So you’re going to get to play with one of mine tonight. She’s on board, and knows you’re learning, but she still expects a good time. If at any point she says Red, stop what you’re doing. That’s important.” Read more »

Sometimes You Just Need A Fuck Toy (Part 2)

I walked back down into the basement/dungeon, after resting a bit, when I felt like I was ready to go again. My mood had calmed down a bit after fucking her pussy so hard, but, she was there, I was there, might as well have more fun. She seemed to enjoy it.

I could hear her loud moans as I walked in. Good. Sounded like she was enjoying my gift. When she came into sight, the hunger came back. The desire to use every bit of her body for my pleasure. Letting her cum was a gift.

As I got closer, the sound of the wand on her soaking wet pussy was more clear. She had cum so hard and so much there was wet trail down from her pussy to her ass, dripping down to the floor.

She was squirming, as much as she could, when i walked between her legs and turned the wand off. Her body kept shaking for a moment, the residual tremors taking several minutes to pass. Read more »

The Dead Dog Party / My Number One Fan [M52, F]

Ahh… the dead dog party. It’s what happens at a convention on Sunday, after almost everyone has left. Those of us who stay over until Monday to leave get together. Usually, I’m hanging out with other writers, comparing notes, potentially working on future collaborations, but I was done. I was about to head up to my room and I saw a lovely looking woman sitting at the bar, alone.

I’m not really the kind to approach people. As shocking as it may seem, I don’t do well with people. But I was curious, so I leaned back in my chair and watched as some guy walked over and sat down beside her. I’d seen him around the con floor hitting on everything with a pair of tits, with horrible results. I almost felt sorry for him, and mentally wished him luck.

I tuned out the other people at my table and focused in.

“Hey babe, you look lonely,” he said.

I grimaced. Babe? He was already losing.

“I’m fine,” she said with a polite smile.

She’s trying to let him off easy. That’s nice of her.

“Aw, come on. I’ve got a suite upstairs.” Read more »

I Was Bored at Work… Then she messaged

I’m bored at work, so I’m writing this on my phone. Forgive any uncharacteristic typos, etc.

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Sitting in my office, bored, I get a message from a dancer (stripper) I used to know in my days of frequenting a gentleman’s club.

“I’m in town, wanna get together for lunch?”

It wouldn’t be the first meal I’d shared with her, but my recent exploits had other things on my mind. I responded, sure, and told her where to meet me. There were several places in walking distance from the address I gave her.

We met outside a parking garage, and hugged and kissed for far too long to be appropriate on a city street. It was actually the first time we’d kissed, but it felt right.

Finally, we broke and I held her at arms length to get a good look. She was in normal clothes, of course, but her nipples trying to tear through her top told me she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her piercings made a lovely pattern.

“So what are you hungry for?” I asked after my eyes had their fill.

She leaned in so her nipple rubbed against my arm. “Same as always. You.” Read more »

Oh, the Things I’ll Do (Part 2) [M42, F]

After a nice long shower where we scrubbed and rubbed every inch of each other, we got back in bed together and snuggled. I lay on my back and she laid beside me with her head on my shoulder, and one of her tits on my chest, which, of course, I couldn’t help but rub with my hand.

She sighed, content, and kissed my shoulder. “This is nice.”

“It is,” I agreed and smiled as I lifted my other hand behind her back to run it through her hair. It was just as silky as she promised.

“So nice… *sir*.”

I gave her tit a little slap. ” Come on.”

“Oooo.. will you do that again if I call you, sir, again?” she said, a mischievous note in her voice.

I gave her tit another slap. “That answer your question?”

She giggled, and I chuckled and shook my head. This was more what I expected from her. I figured it must have been hard for her to be so quiet earlier.

Suddenly she sat up and looked at me with a little grin, then stuck her tongue out and leaned over to take my soft cock in her mouth and started licking and sucking. Read more »