Be Careful What You Wish For [groping] [cnc] [public play] [group] [humiliation] [dream like]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

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Natalie grew up feeling like she was the most unlucky and unwanted girl in the world. Didn’t matter how many times she changed her dress style or even her personality. It seemed like no boy wanted to talk, let alone date her. Her social isolation lead her to develop fantasies she’d considered taboo. Like men groping her on public transportation or even shoving their cocks inside her while they silenced her with their hands. For her though, that’s all it was, a fantasy. Something that would never come true. So leave it to fate to have a wicked and dark sense of humor.

Everything You Ever Wanted [mf] [hypnotism] [spanking] [cnc]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

# Act One – A Shot In The Dark

When it came to Selena, we might as well have lived on different planets. She was the girl who was dating the campus star football player. The girl who went out every weekend to party and get drunk. The girl everyone knew would end up as either some superstar’s wife or forgotten about in some suburban home with a drinking problem. Her taste in men was obvious from her boyfriend. They had to be tall, muscular, and more obvious, well endowed. It made sense why she chose the man she did. Everyone also wondered when she’d get bored and move on to someone else. Then there was me. I stayed away from the limelight. Kept to myself and would rather stay home watching movies on the weekend than go out. I was the very kind of guy Selena would not be into. In fact, I was the kind of guy she’d make fun of when she tripped me one day and laughed with her friends.

From Riches to Rags [mf] [kidnapping] [knife play] [humiliation] [degradation] [pain play] [anal play] [pony girl]

*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*

# Act One – Asking For Trouble

One look at Christy and anyone would agree that she had it all. The perfect job as a business associate with an annual income that was more than enough to cover bills and personal expenses ten fold. A large house with several nannies and caretakers. A faithful and attractive husband who also earned his keep, bringing in just as much as her. And last but not least, her looks were the envy of every person around her. Women wanted to be her. Men wanted to fuck her. But despite all this, she still wanted more. She yearned for that promotion that would not only set her up for the rest of her life, but have more control over every person of the company. Something she took great pleasure in. It was no secret she looked down on anyone she didn’t think lived up to her idea of perfection, and that was practically everyone. So it was no surprise that she jumped at the chance when one of the executives called her for a meeting that would determine if she’d make the promotion and accelerate her career.

A New Direction [MF, edging, conditioning, training, college] ((Love writing erotica. Thought I’d share the one I like the most. See how well it does and if people want to see more. Everything I write is within the realm of consent))

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In the short time she’s been there, Veronica has well deserved the reputation as the campus slut. She’d pleasure anyone if it meant furthering her own agenda. Stories of her sleeping with a majority of the football team for new dresses or purses that caused all kinds of drama within the team. Rumors of her giving professors blowjobs just to pass a test that week. Word even spread that she slept with the Dean for a guaranteed pass of one semester. All of these whispers and talks behind her back and she didn’t mind at all, in fact she was proud of it. She held her head up high knowing she was living the life she wanted, an easy life. All while other students struggled with quarter and semi finals.