Hiking into Private Property (CNC/r*peplay)

I woke up Saturday morning, excited to go hiking on a trail recommended by the hotel manager. While I checked in, I made sure to get a few suggestions on things to do. Since it was early in the morning, the air would be cool and I get cold easily so I decided on some very form fitting yoga pants and a sports bra & hoodie. I figured I can take my hoodie off and wrap it around my waist if it gets too hot. My backpack is filled with all the essentials: water, a few snacks, first aide kit, matches, weed and a rain coat.

I set off on the trail, taking in the fresh air. The trees surrounded me, bright green leaves sparkling. The bees were landing on various flowers and deer were retreating up the mountain and the sun continued to rise. It was a perfect morning, now a mile in, I am at an overlook. I can see the whole trail that I just walked up & the trees that tower over it. After a snack and some water, I take off my hoodie, as anticipated. I wrap the sleeves around my waist, tying it in the front.

Hiking into Private Property (CNC/r*peplay)

I woke up Saturday morning, excited to go hiking on a trail recommended by the hotel manager. While I checked in, I made sure to get a few suggestions on things to do. Since it was early in the morning, the air would be cool and I get cold easily so I decided on some very form fitting yoga pants and a sports bra & hoodie. I figured I can take my hoodie off and wrap it around my waist if it gets too hot. My backpack is filled with all the essentials: water, a few snacks, first aide kit, matches, weed and a rain coat.

I set off on the trail, taking in the fresh air. The trees surrounded me, bright green leaves sparkling. The bees were landing on various flowers and deer were retreating up the mountain and the sun continued to rise. It was a perfect morning, now a mile in, I am at an overlook. I can see the whole trail that I just walked up & the trees that tower over it. After a snack and some water, I take off my hoodie, as anticipated. I wrap the sleeves around my waist, tying it in the front.

Taken by an old friend *CNC*

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

Him

She exits the building, eyes faced toward her phone as she heads in the direction of the walking path. She takes the same path every work day, twice a day weather permitting. Most of the time she goes alone, but occasionally someone will accompany her for their break as well. You can tell she feels safe here, in this area. She lets her guard down, focusing on her phone or listening to music with both her ear buds in. I’ve seen her do this walk a thousand times it seems and she is much more relaxed and unbothered than in unfamiliar places. This is definitely a possibility for where to take her but I risk her office members wondering where she went pretty quickly. I wouldn’t have as much time to get on the road as I would like.

CNC/RapePlay – Photographing my wife’s friend

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I recently got into photography and I really like it. I’ve shot a lot of different things from nature to dogs and a few people but in a couple days I have a shoot with my wife’s friend and I have wanted to fuck her since the second I saw her. She oozes sexual energy, without even trying. Her nipples poke through her shirts all the time and I can’t help but wonder what they look like bare. I want to pinch them and watch the grimace on her face.

Stalker Part Two (CNC/RP)

Marie POV:

A swish sound escaped the knife as it swung open, I flinch. He places the blade at the top of my wrists where the tape starts and drags down, freeing my arms from each other. I let them fall to my sides, my muscles tired from being stuck in the same position for so long. “Get up” he snarled at me. I had to regain my composure, I was so confused. Nothing he had said was making sense. I didn’t even know him. He was just a guy I’ve seen around town a few times, he’s married even. What could he possibly know about me? Nothing, there is no way. He’s bluffing. I get up and glare at him, “fuck you, get out of my house.”

He barely responds, his face remaining stoic. He pulls out his phone and starts to tap around on the screen. He then turns the screen to me and shows naked photos I have taken and kept on my own phone. My stomach turns and I imagine the look on my face is as stupid as I feel. I turn and walk to the drawer to get the key and see a different key in there as well. I grab that instead and give it to him, knowing that at least that way he’s unable to get back in. He walks over to the door and opens it, then turns the lock so the door is in the locked position but he can still stick the key in and places the key in the hole.

Stalker: CNC based, TV show “you” inspired

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I just finished the 3rd season of “you” and it inspired the following story, of course with a CNC/rape play twist per usual. Enjoy ☺️

I’ve been watching her for months, taking in her schedule and randomly running into her around town. She captivates every room she walks in, receiving glances of strangers as they too try to understand her. They haven’t worked as hard as me though, and for that I have every intention of reaping the rewards. I know her better than anyone.

Blackmailed Toy – CNC

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

Her:

This evening I went out to party with some friends, super excited and dressed up. I put on my skin color dress with the cross lace in the front & gold platform heels. My friend and her husband pulled up and we all piled in so he could drop us off downtown.

He pulled over next to a curb to let us out. We stepped out into the fresh summer air, looking around at the bustling city. Old town was always busy on Saturday’s though. We ran to the first bar and did our first shot of the evening, laughing and catching up with one another. I looked around the bar, feeling my phone vibrate.

Found you part two – CNC/r*p*Play

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I sat there, wore out from all of the exerted energy. I looked over at her tied and laying on her side trying to recover. I stood up and stepped over her to go to the kitchen snd grab some food and water. I brought it back into the living room and sat on the couch to eat. She was still laying there. I put down my plate and took out my phone, taking pictures of her exposed on the floor.

CNC – A plumber visits and snakes more than the drain

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I just got a call to go to a property. Someone is renting it, but the home owner said that the renters called snd said that the drains needed to be snaked. I texted the renter and verified that she would be available that day. I received a text back “yes sir.” Something about that reply had me excited, it wasn’t often that people responded to the business texts that way. I tried to fight the urge to drive by but I couldn’t help it and ended up driving by later that evening.

Found you – CNC

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I could tell from how she writes and what she says that she would be the perfect rape victim. She was slutty and disgusting. She was insecure and ready to be used like a whore. It was a chance but I doubted she would call the police or even tell anyone. Her stories were enough to make it look like she wanted it anyway so saying something would just make her look dumb. Once I was intrigued, all I needed to do was find her. I thought it would be harder than it was. I finally found her after a few months, she had a personal tiktok and Instagram, so once I found those it was all uphill. I was surprised she wasn’t severely unattractive.