Author: songs_for_river

[MF, Dominance] Collaring my Bitch: Part 2 (Introducing it to Her)

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/inminw/mf_anal_rape_collaring_my_bitch_part_1_intro/)

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I made a collar for her. About an inch “thick”.

I made it with my own two hands, I felt that was best. As a child I made belts and wallets and other things – Leather Craft they called it. My parents never would have dreamt their dorky little son would grow up to craft an artifact that belonged in a dungeon.

I tenderized the leather so it’d be soft, and a tighter fit she could endure for longer.

It wasn’t to hurt her, it was, to control her. I ensured that.

I dyed it white.

I added a loop and a solid steel ring on the front. This was to be as much as leash as a symbol. Just as she was to be just as much a participant as a possession.

I didn’t punch holes in it, I wanted to fit it, perfectly, for her neck. But the buckle was intense, as was she, this would hold her.

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And so it was that I was fucking her, but, her pussy this time. I couldn’t tell if it was the feel of her cunt, or the knowledge that in my pocket was her collar, which was the primary driver for my lust at that moment. Read more »

[MF, Anal, Rape] Collaring my Bitch: Part 1 (Intro)

I made collar a for her. About an inch “thick”.

The idea came to me as I was pounding her tight ass, maybe for the first time. So long ago.
I’d bent her over something, maybe the couch or a desk or the rail at the top of the stairs. Those were usual favourites to push her over when I felt like I needed free use of her body – or better when she didn’t feel like being free and I just fought her to take it. That time, she was fighting. But I had her pinned.

I fucking loved that, every time. I fucking loved her body, every time she protested but eventually submitted. When she’d fight against me as if she wanted to get away, yet her moans betrayed that her hungry cunt loved every second of my cock forcing itself inside her. Or even better, when her asshole fought with my cock, which is what was happening when I first thought to make her a collar. Read more »

[MF, Blackmail, Humiliation] Terrible Things

Her name was Cat, and she looked like the sweetest little thing. Eyes that shot beams of unicorns and rainbows at any boy she shined them on. Soft and delicate features. She had soft, sweet lips that made an art out of any word she produced with them, so just watching her talk could be almost a religious experience – the kind that made you want to get on your knees.

Yet all I wanted to do was see her cry.

See nice and sweet as Cat was on the outside, she was a dirty cunt to me, and she needed to fucking learn that that shit just would not stand… not with *me* anyhow.

*

I, or well, a buddy, caught the bitch trashing me, and trashing pretty well everyone, at a party. She was drunk, or high, who the fuck knows really but it wasn’t what a sweet and innocent girl like her should be doing in the first place.

So dude does me a favour and caught her on camera, full smart phone hidden in the corner kinda deal, though I half think the fucker just sat in plane view and taped her and she was just so far gone she didn’t even see him. Stupid bitch! Read more »

[MF, Bondage, Pain, Humiliation, Rape] Pushing Her Safe Word

She told me her safe word when we first met. She said it was only smart to have one, you *had* to have one, but she doubted she’d ever have to use it with me. She knew I wasn’t into gross shit like, well, shit – or piss or blood or anything along those lines. She also knew I didn’t want to damage her. And allegedly those were her only boundaries.

I planned to see how true that was.

*

She left the shower in only a towel, and entered the room.

I had waited so many times for her in this spot. When was she going to figure out if I didn’t join here in the shower, and make here suck my dick or wash me off or force her into providing *something* for me, then I would certainly be waiting outside the door to take *something* from her?

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I was naked and waiting basically behind the door, not really hiding but she wouldn’t see me till it was too late. Read more »

[MF, Rape, Submission, Humiliation] Owning a “Prim and Proper” Bitch

She told me she was “old fashioned” and needed to dress, well, not that she needed to dress up, but dress appropriately if she was going to go out in public.

I found that charming, so I made her wear a butt plug underneath it all.

*

She came out of the shower, I was waiting for her.

She was in a towel, I ripped it off and threw it aside.

She smiled, I didn’t see if it faded when I pushed her violently backward onto the bed.

I didn’t bother to check her expression when I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs apart a bit, then fell to my knees between them at the edge of the bed.

I just thrust my face straight into her pussy and snaked my tongue between her folds and fight into her depths.

*

I lapped at that pussy like I was some sort of wild animal, with the grunting that should accompany such an attack.

But it was for a purpose. Read more »

[MF, “Rape”/CNC, Strangers] Fucking and Spanking a Stranger in Seattle

Travel sucks even when it’s good.

Today’s travel just extra sucked.

SFO to YYZ vectoring through Texas of all places due to “bad weather” elsewhere. Well, just so happened it had bad weather if it’s own and bloody tornados – that weren’t discovered till the flight we well underway. There was no danger just a lot of stupid.

So flight was diverted for an unplanned stop over in fucking Seattle of all places. Somehow that was what the airline deemed best?

So I wasn’t booked to resume my trip home till morning, at least they sprung for a hotel and “meal vouchers” which I was happy to learn I could use for booze.

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I enter the bar and it’s near empty, which is fine by me. All I want is to zone and enjoy however many drinks the $30 voucher will get me.

I sit at the bar, find out the answer is 3, so I just straight up order three drinks. Read more »