Author: Othellotre

At the Farm – Part 5 [F18/F18/M50/F35/M58] [Mdom, D/S, slave training, humiliation, lesbian, deepthroat, BDSM]

At the Farm – Lisa begins her training

Lisa’s legs trembled from the effort to keep her hands off her pussy. It was the story of her life now. It had now been seven days, seven terribly frustrating days, since she had first accompanied Sara into Mr Karlsson’s bedroom. Seven days ago since Sara shaved her pussy and Mr Karlsson turned her into his pet-in-training. Since then she had been forbidden to even touch herself between her legs or reach any pleasure of her own, until she managed to take Mr Karlsson’s cock all the way down her throat.

That had not prevented Mr. Karlsson and his wife from giving her other tasks, which she had to complete every day before the evening when she was supposed to show up with Sara in their bedroom.

The assignments had varied. Some were difficult, close to impossible, while others were solved almost effortlessly. Her first mission had been to get to the city an hour away and buy makeup for her and Sara to use for the evening. She had happily done so and had a very giggly afternoon as she and the other maid got ready. They had colored their cheeks, fixed their eyebrows, painted each other’s toenails and shaded their eyes. A few hours later, the makeup ran down her face after Mr Karlsson fucked her mouth for half an hour. He still hadn’t managed to get his cock more than half way down the shaft and in disappointment, he had Sara spank her bare buttocks until they turned red. Read more »

The Punishment of a Cheating Schoolgirl [F18/M55, BDSM, Whipping, Humiliation, Punishment]

The teacher Lars Eriksson sat behind the desk in his home classroom and absentmindedly corrected the pile of papers in front of him. He casually crossed over sloppy wording, misspellings and grammatical errors as he pondered the impending meeting. During his many years in the profession, he had come across many different variations of cheating, usually several times over. But this particular one was unique.

It knocked on the door.

“Yeah, come in,” he muttered, drawing a circle around a grade before looking up from behind his glasses. A young eighteen year old girl, who was about to finish year two of upper secondary school, stepped inside. She had a particularly innocent appearance, with long, brown curls, distinctive dimples, and bright eyes. Wearing her ballerina shoes, pleated skirt with bare legs and white shirt, she gave off a cute impression, which was only strengthened by the slightly nervous look she now directed at Lars. “Ah, Astrid. Come in.”

She closed the door behind her, walked past the many benches and sat in the chair in front of the lectern to which Lars pointed. He flipped through his papers until he found the stapled bundle at the bottom. He read the front page, nodded to himself, and glanced up over the edge of the paper. “All is well?” Read more »

Conquered Twins – Part 1 [F18/F18/F19/M50/F28, forced incest, rape, humiliation, petplay, foot domination, lesdom]

Michel squirmed in his chair, his hands pinned behind his back, while his two younger daughters – the twins – were forced to face each other on the bed. They were dressed in their fine, well-tailored dresses, their hair flowing in blond manes over their backs. Their eyes were red and big and the round cheeks were wet from the many tears that had spilled during the hour they’ve sat tied on the floor and receiving both slaps and hard-handed grips over their hair and neck.

They glanced desperately at Michel – or more specifically at the dagger held to his throat.

“What are you waiting for? You want to see your dear father leave this place alive?” The man, who also happened to be the owner of the dagger against Michel’s throat, was icy cold in his voice as he pressed the edge against Michel’s neck.

His two eighteen-year-old daughters, identical in but a few features that only those in the family could discern, sobbed again before their lips met in a shy, awkward kiss. Michel looked around, trying to find something that could save him and his poor daughters from this living nightmare. Read more »

At the Farm – Part 4 [F18/F18/M50/F35] [Mdom, D/S, spanking, slave training, lesdom, anal, BDSM]

The door closed behind Sara as she walked towards her mission. Maja turned to her husband.

“What are your plans for the girls? If she manages to get the other maid here, that is.”

Sigvard stroked his wife’s hips with the tip of his fingers, pulling her towards him. She felt the warmth of his breath as she met his lips with her own.

“Many years ago, when I first met David’s mother, I lived somewhat of a different life. I traveled a lot, visited many places and got to know people with a slightly… alternative attitude to life. They considered themselves a hidden society, with members all over the world. Their great belief was that in order to find true meaning in life, one must give in to their inner desires. To not hold yourself back by the boundaries of expectations and norms.”

“Okay…?”

“They taught me a lot. That true pleasure is a process. It is something you train yourself towards. And the greatest pleasure, according to those in the society, is that between a master and his slave.”

His hands slid down and grabbed her buttocks. It made her giggle. Read more »

At the Farm – Part 3 [F18/F18/M20/F36/M50] [Mdom, D/S, Spanking, BDSM]

Maja, wife of Sigvard Karlsson and stepmother of his son David, wagged her plump ass as the young, clean-shaven man stood behind her. She gasped as he took a firm grip around her hair and smacked her buttocks. She felt the usual shameful arousal when his stiff manhood pressed against her wet pussy. She embraced his shaft with muscles inside her cunt, met his hips as they began moving in a steady rhythm. His hand slid around her waist, reached to stimulate the pink pearl hidden on top of her wet folds. She spun like a cat as he firmly pulled her hair and increased the speed.

Maja saw herself gazing back from the mirror at front of the bed. Even though she was only four years from her forties, she was still hanging on the the beauty that had made her so notorious during her youth. Her looks had of course changed, but in the best possible way. A safe, shielded life had kept her skin smooth. Her discipline regarding food, alcohol and tobacco made her body well-rounded instead of thick or sinewy. And still had no major wrinkles or gray hairs had made their entrance. Read more »

Forced into pleasure – Part 2 [Subf] [D/S] [HUML] [F20/M30]

Lina twisted the fabric between her thumb and forefinger. She could still see the stains from the juices that stained the crotch. She closed her eyes and brought the garment closer to her face, to her nose. The scents were still discernible. Vague, yet recognizable. She resisted the impulse to press the lingerie to her nose and inhale deeply. Instead, she put the dirty panties back in the dresser and turned back to the mirror.

She looked like a poster girl for any Pentecostal informational brochure. Dark blond hair that falls over the shoulders, a smooth and sweet face, typically Swedish in everything from the round shape and light skin tone. A light tank top with a thin cardigan over it, to finish with a cute skirt that ended just below the knees. No one could have guessed that the innocent girl in front of the mirror also had a picture of herself, naked and covered in a strange man’s semen, as the background image on her mobile phone.

Lina glanced at the mobile phone. The only thing staring back at the screen was her own cum-soaked face, smiling like a girl who had just received the best present of her life. But no new texts, no messages from… Read more »

At the Farm – Part 2 [F18/F18/M50] [Mdom, D/S, Spanking]

Sara scooped up some more water and poured it over the new maid’s head. Her curly, sunny yellow hair straightened when it got wet, and lay tightly over her shoulders and bare breasts. The new girl – Lisa – had put her arms tightly around her breasts as she sank into the bathtub, and had not yet let go.

“So how long have you worked for Mr. Karlsson?” Sara recognized Lisa’s words as an awkward attempt to downplay the embarrassment of the situation. Apparently she was a little uncomfortable being naked in front of someone else – girl or not.

“Oh, just a few months,” said Sara, who herself had a familiar feeling begin to build within her. It always started as a slight tickle between the thighs, almost as if someone had pulled a feather along the soft slit. Shortly after, she began to get wet.

“He seems to be a good man,” Lisa said. “Not true?”

Sara smiled to herself. “He is a very good man. Especially if you are docile and do as he says.”

“Of course,” Lisa said. Read more »

At the Farm [F18/M50] [Mdom, D/S, Spanking]

*This story has been uploaded to other sites in Swedish. As that implies, I’m not a native speaker and the story takes place in Sweden during the nineteenth century, which was a time when many Swedes left the country for looking for better opportunities. I hope the foreign setting doesn’t obstruct too much.*

*I have nine parts written in Swedish, and three parts translated to English. If you enjoy the first parts, I will continue with the translation of the remaining stories :) Don’t be afraid to share your thoughts!*

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Lisa nervously adjusted her skirt as she waited in her new patron’s dining room. She had traveled for three days in a horse-drawn carriage to get here and had never met the great farmer Karlsson herself, for whom she would now work. Her father and two sisters were currently on their way across the sea to the New Land, defying wind and water for the chance at a new life. But the money had not been enough for the whole family, so her father had written to Sigvard Karlsson, a friend since childhood. Lisa had gotten her hands on the letter before sending it and had sobbed as she read the desperate words from her father, who was practically asking on his bare knees for a job for Lisa. Karlsson’s answer had come quickly, with a promise of work and housing for as long as Lisa needed it. And so she was here now, dusty and tired after a long journey. Read more »