Author: Ms_Vixen_Writes

Luscious Hills Dairy [Hucow] [Noncon] [Blowjob]

**Content disclaimer: the main character starts her hucow induction in this story unwillingly, in a dystopian nightmare of a future very much inspired by a recent American judicial decision…**

Medical and farm play, needles, bondage, blowjobs, deepthroat, dehumanization, and teasing/denial play big parts in this story.

If you like this kind of stuff, check out my other stories!

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Luscious Hills – what an obnoxious fucking name for an obnoxious fucking place. I can’t believe that life has led me here, locked in a pillory with another bar under my hips and a spreader bar keeping my legs apart, my ass just a bit higher than my head so that my pussy is easy to access. Fucking degrading is what it is, and when I get out of this mess I’m going to make my ex-husband regret being born.

I wasn’t really paying attention when the New Debtor Laws were passed. That was something for poor people to worry about, and all the media fuss over “cruel and unusual punishments” or how “we’re all living in some bizarre dystopian capitalist nightmare” was just downright annoying. I read the news to find out how Kim K is going to be celebrating her sixtieth, not to get depressed by some dried up old lawyer complaining about civil rights and how this would disproportionately affect women. Read more »

Mistress Teaches me a Lesson [Lesbian] [orgasm denial] [BDSM]

**Content includes: Lesbian, bondage, punishment, clit torment, orgasm denial, ruined orgasm, healthy relationship**

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I test the bonds for a while, but Mistress has done a good job of tying me, as usual. Her knots were a bit weak when we first started playing together, and I’m pretty good at squirming out of loose ropes, but it’s been seven years. I don’t have any new tricks left in my book, everything I have to try she’s seen a dozen times before.

Meanwhile, her well of ideas never seems to run dry. Our tastes have varied over the years, from more generic bondage to petplay to a really fun anal phase, for a while we even experimented with switching, but for the past couple of years we’ve been settling into a routine that works really well for us. I love orgasming – a LOT. I was a bit of a pillow princess when we first started dating, focused on my own pleasure. Now, to keep me focused on hers, I spend more days than not denied. A seven-to-one ratio works well for us. I give her seven, and I earn one for myself. Read more »

A Femboy Fairy Tale [romantic] [MM]

**Author’s note: I am an afab bisexual who enjoys reading & writing from various gender perspectives. If reading gay content from female writers isn’t your thing, feel free to move on quietly. Respectful feedback always welcome.**

*Content includes: femboy, straight-to-bi discovery, oral, anal, fingering, handjob, tucking, oil, interracial (NOT raceplay), romance, happy ending*

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It had been a while since I had been to a house party that great. Something about hitting our later twenties, getting careers, getting married, having kids, and actually owning our own houses seemed to have put a bit of a damper on my friend group’s proclivity towards cutting loose. But when Damian turned 30 we all seemed to collectively set aside our reservations. We partied like we were 21 again, the booze flowed freely (and not the cheap swill we used to buy as students, thankfully), and they were passing joints around in the backyard. Read more »

Denying myself for Daddy – Part 1 of Delayed Gratification [D/s] [Denial] [Fsolo]

My Apple Watch buzzes to wake me. I blearily lift it to turn off my alarm, only to find that it’s ten minutes before the alarm is set to go off. What woke me up was a message from Daddy. *Edge yourself three times,* the message says.

I grunt, only halfway awake, but reach my hand down obediently. There’s a bit of stubble on my pussy, I’ve been waiting to shave it for our date tonight. Our first date in a week. My first chance to orgasm in nearly two. After thirteen days of denial, my pussy is wet before my fingers find it, sliding between my lips to find the clit. I breathe a satisfied sigh as my fingers find it.

The watch buzzes again. *Where I can see it,* he texted me. I obediently kick the covers off and rotate in the bed, laying in it sideways so the webcam on the nightstand can see between my smooth legs to the little pink slit. I reach for the lightswitch by the headboard and turn on the overhead light, blinking in the sudden brightness before I get back to my task. Daddy doesn’t text again as I spread my labia and start rubbing my clit in full view of the webcam. Read more »

Twice Bitten, Not Shy [Mf] [Non-Con] [Anal]

**Content advisory: non-consenting and anal only. Two near-strangers have an odd second encounter. Threats of gun violence, little actual violence, no blood. Dark and fucked up, but with a happy(?) ending. Continue reading at your own discretion.**
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I know the old but well-maintained truck parked behind the venue is yours. There’s more than an hour before opening, who else would be here? I don’t have a plan when I suddenly pull into the parking lot. I know that what I’m doing is stupid as I walk back behind the building, knowing that the front door will still be locked. My heart is almost beating out of my chest as I throw the back door open and walk into the kitchen. There’s a gun in my purse, and my hand is curled around it.

You don’t even look surprised to see me, much the less scared. You should be. You should be trembling, like I was last Friday, you don’t even know it yet. Instead you just smirk in that arrogantly self-satisfied way you have. “I wondered when you’d be back for more,” you say. Read more »