The Dungeon (Part Two) [Spanking][MFF][Oral][Mdom][Fsubs]

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Clyde was careful as he led and turned me around, backing me up against something. My legs hit a cool edge, and I was sat down on a padded table, making me scoot back until my back hit an angled surface of the same material. Straps were wrapped around my torso and arms, securing them to the table as my legs were spread and hooked into stirrups. At this point, I knew where I was and relaxed slightly against the exam table as I heard the couple move around me. A hand cupped one of my breasts before rolling my nipple between its fingers, enticing a moan from me, as another hand spread my pussy lips, touching and stroking everything but my clit. I arched in frustration, and the fingers around my nipple pinched harder in chastisement. “Now Kitten, wait for your reward…” Clyde whispered in my ear before his lips moved to mine, cluing me into who was where. His lips were rough with mine, leaving me with a bruising kiss before he started back on my neck, sucking at the skin and nipping here and there.

The Dungeon (Part One) [sex dungeon][flogging][MFF]

The building in front of me looked just the same as those around it. Nondescript and basic, there were no outward signs of what actually went on inside this particular building. If I had not triple checked the address, I wouldn’t be entirely sure that I was even in the right place. Glancing nervously around the street I was parked on, I tugged the skirt of my dress back into place and ran a hand through my hair as I waited for my mentors to arrive. Anxiety kept creeping up that I would have to push back down. Another nervous look around as those anxious questions ran through my head: What if it’s not what I expect? What if this turns bad? What if they don’t like me? I took a few deep breaths and got myself to back away from the “What If” abyss I was staring at and pulling myself back together. Just in time too as another car pulled up and parked. An older couple climbed out of the vehicle. The woman had red hair and bright eyes, looking just like a mom you would run into at the grocery store while the man was fit with brown skin and dark hair, both in their late thirties, maybe early forties. Recognizing them, I climbed out of my car as well, taking my time so that the blush that had blazed up in my cheeks at the sight of them could fade. A shy, awkward moment passed before I approached them, the anxiety creeping in again.

Caught [Light BDSM]

My employer was going to be home any minute and I could not find the cat. The cat that I was supposed to be watching. The cat that had just disappeared into thin air when I turned my back to clean the litter box one last time. I was so screwed. I searched each room of the large penthouse apartment meticulously, going in all but one of the rooms. I had been expressly forbidden from my employer’s bedroom. Which suited me just fine, I had no reason to be in there. I searched each room again before ending up standing in front of the bedroom door once again. It was the only room I hadn’t searched, the door had been shut the entire time I was here, but now it was slightly ajar. Maybe it hadn’t been closed all the way and the cat had been able to push it open? My employer wasn’t home yet and a quick search couldn’t hurt. I just wouldn’t touch anything and he would never know. I pushed the door open just a little more and called softly for the cat. When that didn’t do anything, I opened the door wider and flicked on the light.

Masturbation [Solo Female][Sex Toys]

She laid in the flickering light of a few candles, among the tangled silken bed sheets. Her chest rose and fell slowly with her relaxed breathing, a finger tracing the areola of a breast, slowly circling the soft skin and coaxing the nipple to rise and harden in gentle pleasure. The finger moved inward and a soft gasp escaped her lips as it brushed over the sensitive bud that tightened in response to her touch. She gently pinched and tugged, arching slightly as heat pooled between her legs. A soft moan worked its way into the room as her fingers became more rough, pulling harder and rolling the nipple between them, the sharp pain turning to liquid pleasure under her expert hands.

Teach Me [Teacher X Student]

“And that’s the end of class… Have a good rest of your day,” I dismissed my students, not a moment too soon. My cheeks were hot with blush from the intense gaze of one young man taking my course on symbolism in literature. I was sure he relished in making me uncomfortable in front of my class with his attention and suggestive comments. I needlessly shuffled a pile of papers on my desk, waiting for the last student to leave, trying to ignore the ache that had formed between my legs, deep in my core.

I swallowed hard before taking a deep breath and crossing the carpet to the door. I quickly made my way to the bathroom. After checking if the coast was clear, I sighed in soft relief as I splashed water on my face. Much better. I was still bent over the skin when the door opened behind me. I wasn’t worried about it until I heard the thick bolt of the lock clunk into place. Turning quickly, water dripping off my chin, I was met with the sight of a smug man leaning against the door.

Movie Night

I knocked on the door of my best friend’s flat, popcorn and soda in hand. It was our weekly movie night. He picked the movie and I brought the snacks. He opened the door and, grinning, let me in.

“I think you’re going to love the movie I picked this week! It about a battle, I think one of the World War II ones,” he took the food from me and ushered me inside.

I smiled back, “I think anything would be better than that weird documentary you picked for last week.” I set down my bag and slipped out of my shoes, leaving both by the front door. He laughed and went into the kitchen to pop the popcorn. I settled into my usual place on the couch, pillows and a blanket already ready for me. Getting comfortable, I picked up the DVD case from the coffee table. Reading the ridiculous title, I called back to him, “I don’t think that this movie is what you think it is… ‘Battle of the Biggest Bulge’ sounds more like a bad porn than an action movie.”

Voyeur [voyeurism][exhibitionism]

I was in the closet. It had started out innocently enough, but now my surprise was ruined. I had been planning to jump out and scare my brother when he got home. Pranking each other was a long tradition, but he had ruined my plans by bringing home his girlfriend. They were kissing, tongues moving together as he kicked his bedroom door closed. I watched, my breath held, through the slats of his closet door. I knew it would be wrong to watch, but I was stuck, I couldn’t jump out now and I was fascinated by the sexual energy that radiated off of them. I watched as he pinned her to the wall, his mouth attacking hers, and his hands rough on her body. She groaned softly into his mouth, arching and pressing herself to him. They made out for a few more minutes, hands tugging hair, nails scratching lines down flesh, lips bruising against each other before my brother swung her down on to the bed.