In the Cards pt. 3 (OC) (BDSM; Persian submission, Viking dominance)

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Hmmmm, so beautiful. He can feel her sexual energy building and knows her climax is on the way and he quits holding back and goes fast but not deep, wanting to share in her sweet release. Feeling it build stronger he goes faster and faster, knowing some stretching will need to be done each time at first. Svjorn stands and with all his mighty majesty and gives her a most wonderful gift. Then SMACK! right on her brown hued ass. The Persian beauty lets out a moan and he can feel her muscles tighten around in symphonic synchronicity, passions envolping his Danish dick… she slides back wanting to feel his full manhood and he understands grabbing her hips and ramming forward lifting up with the motion. Her svelte form so light for him to lift. Almost to the base now he is impressed with his new sweetheart and only serves to further endear her to him. He uses the catalyst of her energy and builds on that for his own, feeling his powerful manjuice cumming like an earthquake. He can’t take it anymore and grabs her and pulls his fucking luscious lover to him. He yells; “By Odin, take it good for me!!” He wraps his hand around her throat, letting her know the time is near. Then explodes deep inside her causing her aftershock orgasms and involuntary relfexes throughout her whole body. She needs a few moments to recover and Svjorn just runs his fingers along her back. “That’s my good girl.”

In the Cards pt. 2 (BDSM; Viking Dominance, Persian submission; yummy anal)

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Meanwhile, in her quarters, Najima paced in the limited area she had, to keep her mind off of uncivilized barbarians that were afoot. She thought of a way of escape overnight, but wisely decided that to be too risky. Her fate would not be a pleasant one, if caught. She considered helping fortify the gate, but of what help would she be? She was a mystic, not a mason or engineer. All she could do was wait.

With the uncertainty and uneasiness of what was going on inside the castle, Svjorn and his men were steady at work. Mid-morning now, they started at daybreak and Svjorn was determined to get that door down today. He solely focused on one thing, finally cracking open the damnable keep. Not about what was inside or on the other side of the walls, business before pleasure.

It was this mentality, coupled with the scouts watching for reinforcements and archers watching intently on the turrets… that allowed the Saxons to pour simmering liquid on the ram crew. Before anyone far enough back was aware it was pouring from a roaring cauldron, raining molten oil upon them.

In the Cards pt. 1 (OC) (BDSM; Viking dominance; Persian submission)

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Najima awoke with a shiver. Winter still seemed to have a firm grip on the early spring nights this close to the North Sea. A chilly breeze whistled through the klappläden, she felt they let more air in than they kept out. It was times like this the young Persian woman missed home. Persian winters never had lasted as long as Saxon ones and were much milder. It was also next to impossible to get your hands on peaches, coffee beans or any decent makeup, but the ever-present damp sea air got to her the most.

Wrapping herself tightly into a woolen blanket, she got up from her bed. She was lucky enough to have her own small room in keep Stedgeford. With a sigh on her lips Najima went over to the small window, opening the shutter, taking a look outside. The crisp wind helped clearing her mind, from the haze of sleep. She couldn’t see the eastern horizon, but the night sky seemed to lighten up in that general direction. She guessed there was maybe an hour left before daybreak. Maybe she should go to the bathing rooms while no one else had stirred, yet.

Den of Sin Chapter 1 – Enjoy ;) (Vampire, Submission, Biting, Yummy Anal Dominance, Succulent Sin)

Perhaps it’s a Starbucks caramel macchiato, possibly that Camel Crush nicotine stick, or maybe the next thirsty comment from your recent IG post, everyone craves something. Everyone. It might not be ever present and you might not think about it consciously, but it’s there. I have my own cravings but highly doubt they are anything like yours. I crave to deprave.

It started out innocently enough, we met online. She claimed to be a nurse and worked night shifts so didn’t have much opportunity go out to meet guys and I worked IT for a paper mill, coincidentally on night shift. I always preferred nights… less bosses around, less headache, less stress. Usually less traffic and just better in my eyes. When the rest of the world was sleeping I was doing my best work, away from their prying eyes. Like an elf in the night and in the morning, everything was running with top efficiency and up to code, um programming code.

A Collar for Kitten – Chapter 1 – Happy Meow Year. (BDSM, orgasm control, collar denial, sub training, respectful multiple orgasmic experiences, based on true events, cheating, ass worship, proper stretching, hotness)

We met on Reddit, oddly enough not r/bdsmpersonals but on r/dirtypenpals – I was looking for a submissive editor for some erotica I was working on and she was looking for some answers. It was Thanksgiving week. It just so happened once we got to know each other some, we found we not only had an affinity for each other but for BDSM and other niceties in that bandwidth. Something kept drawing us closer, like an unseen force and the connection was undeniable. She even knew about Buddhism and well yeah.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, natural blonde hair, nice DD cups, and enough meat on her bones to where she wouldn’t break if things got rough. Me, I am not much to write home about but have a 9 inch cock with the girth to match, so got that going for me. We were exchanging pics and stories and before long what started as flirting was turning into something else all together.

Unexpectedly pleasant, the passion was evident in all our interactions. Of course the obligatory sharing of personal information not privy to others along with more sensual talk. The phone sex was amazing and anytime we’d video chat was an instant hard on.

Storming the Castle (BDSM) (Viking domination Princess sub) Original – Enjoy

Svojrn’s band had been marching since day break and just come over a small glen. Over the hill in the distance, a castle could be made out. The scouts had went in other directions as the primary warband headed East further into Saxony.

As they grew closer to the castle, minor defenses could be seen and Svjorn decided they would raid it at mid-day by the sun. A small prayer was said to Odin and the horn blew signaling the start of the raid.

The feeble guards at the gate were fell easily and the conscripts for infantry were dispatched with haste. His party lost no men as they approached the main tower. Livestock darted around the main courtyard and the peasants all cowered at the sight of the viking invaders.

Svjorn lead the way up the winding stairs to the castle keep, finding no resistance along the way. When he entered the great hall, it was covered with great tapestries and ornately carved tables and chairs. A huge chandelier hung from the ceiling, candles flickering in the wind.

Welcome Invasion – Original – Enjoy. :)

Welcome Invasion

Lust flows through his veins like blood through yours. Svjorn’s whole adult life consisted of battle, bloodshed, and plundering… material loot and Saxon women. When between raids, he is thinking about it, when he sleeps he is thinking about it… Living on a non-stop adrenaline rush. Thirsting for carnage, the old gods, all that kept him from going totally feral.

Now the ranking raid member and designated warlord, his job was to lead the band on raids from Denmark into Saxony. Growing up, he helped his family tend crops… Potatoes and cabbage mostly and he learned the English tongue from one of the village elders. He always felt it lacked the strength of the Donsk tunga, the Old Nordic, their native tongue; but came in handy when having to give commands.

Svjorn stood almost 19 hands tall (6’3″) and had very broad shoulders and chest. His primary diet was wild game, cured reindeer, occasional fresh fish and root vegetables, this leant well to his solid physique. His hulking hands grasped the waraxe he carried with a might and strength that were undeniable. A horn of mead was the only thing that fit his hand better.

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Office Work – Desk Job

Hi there, I’m Steven. I am an office manager here at Nexus Labs. We develop proactive cyber security solutions. Two days ago, I walked in on my senior programmer (Tara, 26 years old, brunnete, not overtly sexy but attractive) in the executive restroom… she has access with her rank, but she had one leg propped up on the sink, her skirt lifted, panties pushed aside and was taking care of business so to speak. Upon walking in, the first thing I notice is a nice view in the mirror… Her face flushed… “Ummm, Tara, there is a time and place for everything.” Trying hard to be cool and be professional…

She grins in the mirror and asks coyly; “This seems like a wonderful place to me?” And… Of course I start showing my interest in my slacks. She even smells inviting.

“Can you come by my office when you’re done? Need to discuss some other things, no hurry.” I’m bewildered she never stopped, just slowed down. In my domain I’ll have the upper hand, damn vixen.

Turning and walking back… Forming cohesive thoughts somewhat challenging… She looked like perfection in that stance, so proud and unabashed… I start reciting my pep talk in my head. Damn cock throbbing and all not helping matters…

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