No Tell Motel [NonFiction] [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Oral] [Rope] [Flogging] [Fucking]

There was a time when Kitten and I were long-distance in our relationship. Living in different states was challenging, but nothing we couldn’t overcome with an occasional weekend together. We would meet in a state between us, a little more convenient location for her than I, but not a terrible inconvenience to me. I’d book a room at a decent hotel, affectionately known as “Our Fuckplace.”

One weekend I remember vividly because it was early in her submission to me. We were still at a stage where we were getting more familiar with one another. We had an idea of what got the other riled, but we needed to fully understand.

“Here. Lie face down on the ottoman,” I said as I tapped on the brown leather.

“Here? What are you gonna do?” She asked incredulously.

“Just do as I say. Do you trust me?”

“Yes, I do.” She replied as she lay on top of the ottoman.

Amber’s Awakening – Chapter II [MF][MDom][Fsub][Bondage][Impact Play]

Part 1 of this series can be found here: [Amber’s Awakening [MF][MDom][FSub][Consenual Non-Consent]](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tk1opa/ambers_awakening_mf_consentnonconsent/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Blinding white light surrounds her everywhere. Amber tries to steady herself in this shroud of light, unsure of her surroundings. As the light slowly recedes, she begins to make out details. White, marble flooring. Glass railings. She cannot make out walls or a ceiling beyond the bright haze.

She is wearing a crimson, sequined gown with six-inch stilettos to match. Her wrists are adorned with triple-row diamond bracelets, sparkling from the light around her. She reaches up to feel a matching choker snug around her neck, then continues up to her face, where she is wearing a crimson, lace masquerade eye mask. She does not recognize any of these items. She does not know where she is or how she got here, but she feels as if she belongs. In the distance, she notices what appears to be an escalator going down. She can hear the echo of her heels clicking on the marble, sounding as if she were in a large cavern, as she walks toward the escalator. She was not willing her footsteps. Something was drawing her there. As she moves closer, the ever-present light dissipates below, revealing…

Her Second Massage [MF][Massage][MDom][FSub][Choking]

They entered his hotel room late. He followed her into the room where she turned to face him with a sly grin on her face.

“Same bed?” she asked.

“Yes…just let me pour a drink” he replied.

He moved to the table to fix himself a drink. As he mixed the rum with soda, she positioned herself on the bed, laying on her stomach, head at the foot facing him. He turned and sipped on his drink as he gazed at her body lying before him. God, how he loved the shape of her ass, he thought. He wanted her lying like this, but naked was all he could think at that moment.

Amber’s Awakening [MF] [Consent/NonConsent]

Amber wasn’t sure why she had started researching BDSM. Something about it called to her. All of her past relationships started out okay, but she ultimately would get bored and move on. She didn’t consider herself promiscuous, per se, but she did find it more exciting the first time with some new guy. But they were all the same, it seemed. It’s not to say that the sex wasn’t good, because it was…at times. But no one she had met up until this time had fully captured her imagination. She decided she needed to do something different, and what little she knew about the BDSM lifestyle excited her.

A Friday Night Reset [MF] [Romantic] [Massage] [Oral] [Blindfold] [Light Waxplay]

> This piece is my first purely fictional story I’ve ever written. This was created based on a prompt I accepted from u/artgasim, who I must thank for not only being a great writer, but a wonderful sounding board. As always, please leave feedback on this story. What did you like? Didn’t like? I’m trying to improve my writing skills and your feedback is helpful.
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>- Wolf

A Domesticated Kitten – Part I [MF] [MDom] [Fsub] [BDSM] [Oral] [Rough] [Mild Petplay]

> This story is partly taken from actual events, but spruced up to tell a story I hope you’ll find compelling. I always welcome feedback of any kind, so please leave a comment of your thoughts.
>
>- Wolf

She kneels before him in the bedroom. Save for her pink high heels and a pink leather collar with the word “Kitten” in shiny diamond-like stones, she is completely naked. In her hands she holds a pink 10′ leash, and a drink she has prepared. She holds these items out in offering to him. She watches his hands as he takes the leash from her. He fastens the clip to her collar and notices her bite her lip and smile when she hears the little “click”. He takes the drink from her, raises it to his mouth and, with a bow of his head toward her, says “Thank you, Kitten.” The sweet taste of Captain Morgan’s spiced rum and coke washes over his tongue. He lets out a satisfying sigh.

Her First Punishment [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Spanking] [Oral]

She arrived early, hoping to beat him to the office, but she could see his light was on already. She had been manic this past weekend, texting him while she was out clubbing. She had been in a bitter, self-loathing, destructive, attention-seeking mood. She actually threatened to mix alcohol with pills…knowing he could do nothing from hundreds of miles away on his business trip. When she contacted him Sunday to apologize, he tried to end things. He told her he couldn’t help her because she didn’t want to help herself. That he no longer wanted to be played by her antics. But she believed he was helping. Until she met him, she felt she had been drifting from one bad decision to another. The weekend was an example of how things could be when he wasn’t there to guide her. She couldn’t let him go. No, they had come too far, but not far enough. She wanted more. She wanted him. So, she offered herself to him. She committed to him that she needed him, needed the way he loved, and wanted his mentor-ship. She would do anything to prove it. He accepted this and told her to be prepared to be punished for her behavior. These thoughts ran through her head as she nervously walked down the hallway to his office

Her First Punishment [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Spanking] [Oral]

She arrived early, hoping to beat him to the office, but she could see his light was on already. She had been manic this past weekend, texting him while she was out clubbing. She had been in a bitter, self-loathing, destructive, attention-seeking mood. She actually threatened to mix alcohol with pills…knowing he could do nothing from hundreds of miles away on his business trip. When she contacted him Sunday to apologize, he tried to end things. He told her he couldn’t help her because she didn’t want to help herself. That he no longer wanted to be played by her antics. But she believed he was helping. Until she met him, she felt she had been drifting from one bad decision to another. The weekend was an example of how things could be when he wasn’t there to guide her. She couldn’t let him go. No, they had come too far, but not far enough. She wanted more. She wanted him. So, she offered herself to him. She committed to him that she needed him, needed the way he loved, and wanted his mentor-ship. She would do anything to prove it. He accepted this and told her to be prepared to be punished for her behavior. These thoughts ran through her head as she nervously walked down the hallway to his office

A Story of DD/LG Harmony [MF] [DDLG] [Oral] [Spanking]

“It’s too much!” she says to herself, feeling the weight of everything crashing down on her suddenly. She just finished her presentation for work, the one she would have to present to her company’s largest client on Monday. This could be a huge windfall for her company…and her. Everything is riding on her. “Ugh, two more days.” she sighs, as she lays back against the pillows on her bed and looks out the window. It’s such a drab and dreary Saturday. The weather just seems to make everything feel heavier. She feels her anxiety beginning to well up inside. “I’m not going to make it till Monday” she thinks, “why am I like this?”

“Baby, what’s wrong?” she hears, as she notices him poking his head in the doorway.

“I feel like I’m never going to amount to anything. I can’t lead this thing at work. I’m not strong enough.” she blurts out.

“Oh, but you are.” he says as he enters the room, moving toward her on the bed. “You’ve got a great plan, your presentation is solid.” He takes her hand in reassurance. “You own this, and you know it. You can do this and so much more.”

A Piece of Our Dynamic [MF] [Rough] [BDSM] [Anal] [Oral]

You are exposed on your stomach, tied to the corners of the bed, ball-gagged and blindfolded. You hold in your right hand your red “safety” ball. He is kneeling between your spread legs, looking at your ass. He gently taps your tight hole with one finger. He pulls your cheeks apart with his thumbs, exposing your ass. You can only moan and wiggle under his scrutiny.

Pinch! He’s clipping clothespins to your ample ass. The sensations sink in slowly. By the time the tenth clothespin is applied, the first few are starting to really dig in. He squeezes your ass, kneading your cheeks. A clip pops off, and you jump. He pushes your head into the pillow and tells you to hold still.

He applies clips to the tender folds of your labia, two or three on each side. He struggles to grab hold, as you are dripping wet. You are breathless. He adds a couple to your inner thighs. You cannot hold still. To call it pain doesn’t do it justice. It’s an intense sensation that makes everything else fade in the background.