silvershadowspirit94, Author at NSFW story

[Mf]Skull fucked[BDSM][agressive]

I had just gotten home and was going through my backpack, emptying it of its contents–mainly my chargers and laptop–when he came through the door. I had left it unlocked, knowing he was coming.

I straightened and greeted him. “Hel-hello.” I stuttered. He had a preditory look in his eye. He closed the door and stalked after me, not saying a word. I backed away from him a few steps nervously “what..what are you..” I trailed off as he reached for my throat. He grabbed me by the front of my neck and pulled me forward, kissing me roughly. He was feeling agressive today.

Before I could think further, he had me on my knees, a hand in my hair.

I whimpered, and he forced my mouth against his cock. I hadn’t seen him pull it out. I quickly pulled it into my mouth and sucked on it. Or, I tried to, anyway.

He grabbed me by my hair–his favorite handhold, apparently–and fucked me in the mouth, bobbing my head up and down. I had bow control. He didn’t stop until I gagged. Read more »

Training in the Office ch. 3.[Mf][nonconsent]

I squirmed in my chair for the rest of the work day, hoping my wetness wouldn’t get on the chair. I felt very…vulnerable, going without my panties, but he had taken mine and of course I didn’t have any extra. That only made me hotter, and it felt like everyone knew what I was feeling, and what I was, or wasn’t wearing. No more skirts, I told myself. But would pants be worse? Constantly rubbing against my slit as I walked.

When the clock hit five I was ready to go. I quickly gathered my things and was rushing towards the door. I was almost there when I heard that voice. “Melissa? I need to talk to you for a moment. Come to my office.” I groaned internally. I turned to follow him, only to see he was gone. I considered, for a moment, just leaving. But I sighed and headed to his office reluctantly. When I got there, the door was already closed. I knocked gently on the door, and heard an, “enter.” I nervously opened the door and closed it gently behind me, looking at him out of the corner of my eye. He was sitting at his desk, going through paperwork. Read more »

Training in the Office ch. 2[Mf][noncon][tease][training]

I got up early the next morning to shower, shave, and put on makeup. I even paid extra attention to my hair, making sure it was full and silky. I tried to tell myself it wasn’t to please him, but I was lying. I donned a knee-length black skirt, low black heels, and a slightly low-cut blue blouse—still work appropriate, but definitely showed off what I had.

I walked into work 15 minutes early and sat down to get some work done. I wasn’t nearly as productive as yesterday, however, as I kept getting distracted by my aching need. I could still feel the ache in my bottom from getting spanked, and it was driving me even higher. I barely got any work done before lunch, and I hadn’t seen Dr. McCain either.

On my way out of the office for lunch, I was contemplating simply having a quick orgasm in the bathroom. Distracted, I almost walked directly into him. I stumbled a bit, and blushed deeply, my eyes drawn to his. “Oh. Uh-um. Hi. Doctor. I was just on my way to lunch. How—How are you?”

I stuttered, nervous and unsure of how to behave. He smirked a bit. Read more »

Training in the Office[Mf][nonconsentual][training][edging]

I writhed alone in bed, filled with burning need. My pussy was wet, soaked through. My naked skin slid against the sheets as I squirmed, further stimulating me. My right hand began to inch towards my wanting pussy before I snatched it back. Not allowed. I whimpered loudly, begging someone who couldn’t hear me. How did this happen?

***

Earlier that day, I walked into my work at the main psychiatrists office in town, the morning sleepiness still clouding my mind. I was rubbing my sleepy eyes–I had woken up too late to put on makeup–when I ran directly into someone. My bag clattered to the floor, spilling its contents.
I dropped to my knees and began quickly collecting my things while apologizing, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

When I looked up at him, I had to crane my neck. He was tall, even accounting for my position on the floor. He had a smirk on his face, and reached down a hand to help me up. As I took it, he commented, “That’s alright. Got a bit of a sleepy start this morning, huh?” He had a slightly amused experession on his face, and I blushed a little. I looked like I had just rilled out of bed, with my frizzy hair and no makeup on. Read more »