Author: writer1138

A True Submission Story for Submissive Women Part Three (Interactive Story)

A True Submission Story for Submissive Women Part Three

For parts one and two and for more stories look on my profile.

*** Remove all of your clothes and experience as much of her spanking as you feel comfortable with. Place a wooden chair in the center of your room and bend your naked body over it as if you will be given a spanking. Read the entire story in this position. ** True Submission ** use your hand or your favorite spanking implement and spank yourself along with the main character. DM me your thoughts and experiences of how your play along went. ***

Emotion Five: Release

“You are finally ready for your spanking.”

Everything has led up to those words. His right hand moved away from my bottom up the middle of my back and around to my breast. He lifted me back upright and turned me to face him. For a split second we made eye contact and I saw what appeared to be water in the corner of his eye. Had something I did or said made him cry? The moment was too brief to dwell on. He was all business now. Read more »

Anything Part 2 [Spanking, CNC, Degradation] Now with a Soundgasm Audio Recording.

I hope you enjoyed last night’s Soundgasm audio recording. The recording for part 2 is even better. Please send some love to u/sweetnessincanada for the amazing audio recording.

https://www.soundgasm.net/u/sweetnessincanada/Anything-Part-2-CNC-Degradation

Part 2

My bottom was throbbing and tears were rolling down my face. I tried to hide them, but he was hovering over my body watching me. Every typo, every backspace earned harder and faster swats with his belt. By the time the dictation was over my bottom was on fire. Mr. Bledsole pulled up my panties, lightly patted my covered pussy (which immediately made the muscles in my pelvis contract) and very sternly said: “Fix that skirt, then go send that email immediately. I’ll have more use for you later.” Read more »

Anything [Spanking, CNC, Degradation] Now with a Soundgasm Audio Recording.

I know you may be wondering why I reposted a story that is less than a month old. After the success of this story I was contacted by a wonderful reddit user u/sweetnessincanada thanking me for my work, but also interested in recording Audio Books of my many erotic stories. Anything became our first collaboration and we wanted to share our results with the people that enjoyed the story so much. She has an amazing recording voice and she has taken my writing to a brand new level. I am very pleased with her work on this story and I know that you will enjoy listening to it. I encourage you to reread the story as you listen to the new soundgasm audio recording. Before you ask in the comments, yes, the audio file includes a real spanking and sex scene. Please enjoy the story again in this new way, and don’t forget to send some thanks and appreciation her way

.[https://www.soundgasm.net/u/sweetnessincanada/Anything-Part-1-spanking-cnc-degradation](https://www.soundgasm.net/u/sweetnessincanada/Anything-Part-1-spanking-cnc-degradation) Read more »

Submission 1101: Part 2 [BDSM, Spanking]

Submission 1101: Part Two

Link to part one: https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lcxa0z/submission_1101_bdsm_spanking/

Jamie felt like she was in a dream.  She was conscious of being naked and sitting on a cold hard desk chair.  She remembered getting naked, the large wet stain on her panties that told everyone how much she was secretly loving every second of this, but she could barely remember how she got back in her seat.  Her mind had too many things running through it at the moment. The fear she felt when she saw Bridgett and Hollie being spanked with the paddle. The shock of how quickly their bottoms turned bright red, then dark purple.  Then she was conscious of the cum dripping down her inner thigh and landing on the blue plastic chair.  She really wanted to check her pussy to see how wet she truly was, but she was currently unable to move because of the thought of that large thick paddle making contact with her own cold bottom.  At least it wasn’t pointed at her, yet.  Surely Mr. Baker wouldn’t spank her on her first day? Surely there would be grace given for a new student.  She couldn’t think about that for too long because of the events unfolding in front of her eyes with Sophia and Cassandra.  Read more »

Submission 1101 [BDSM, Spanking]

Submission 1101 Part One: Meeting the Board

As Jamie sat on the blue, cold, hard, plastic desk chair her mind was immediately flooded with memories. Her high school years weren’t the best for her and she had sworn to never go back again. Yet here she was, 28 years old and once again sitting in one of those desks. This time she felt different. In high school she was anxious and nervous because she wasn’t in the cool crowd. She didn’t have many friends and was considered too nerdy to be dateable. Today she was still feeling anxious, but it was for a whole new reason. Read more »

A True Submission Interlude

I hope you guys liked my first two spanking and BDSM stories in the True Submission series: A True Submission Story for Submissive Women and The Secret Life of Grace Harper. Both can be found by following my profile. I’m working on a real part three for you guys, but this particular story kind of happened by chance. A follower showed me a story from a subreddit and asked me how I would have written a story like that. This is what I came up with. I hope you enjoy it and stay tuned for another official installment of my True Submission series

As he entered the laundry room he was met with the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. The tightest ass God had ever created draped over the closest washing machine. The yellow shorts were

Tight and he could see the outline of a camel toe. “Naughty,” he thought as he entered the room. When she heard the door close behind her Sarah sprang to attention. She had left the door open on purpose, she had always been a little voyeuristic and her brand new short shorts with no panties were screaming for a public debut. Read more »

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Four: A True Submission Story

Grace felt her pussy compressing tightly. She let herself go and she came harder and longer than she had come in years. She could feel the tingle as the liquid inside of her slowly started to obey gravity and work its way to the light. She felt so calm and relaxed. She could have slept for days right then and there if it weren’t for the urge to find out what would happen next.

Harry removed the vibrator from her throbbing pussy. He turned it off and set it to the side. When Harry came back into Grace’s view he was holding the sponge bucket again. The water had grown cold, but Harry sponged all of the remaining wax from her body. The wax was sticky and Harry had to wash her harder than he had previously. Grace liked the difference, especially on her breasts and nipples. Her body was still stinging from the flogger so the water was a welcome contrast. By the time Harry made it to her pussy her cum was everywhere. “My, you did enjoy yourself, Grace,” said Harry.

“Yes, Master. It was wonderful.” Said Grace. Read more »

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Three A True Submission Story

This is the final part of this story. It is left wide open for a sequel so if enough people want to read more I may revisit the characters. Enjoy part 3 and leave a comment if you wish.

When Grace woke up her blindfold was gone. She could see the room that she was chained up in. It looked like a basement with various apparatuses that Grace had never seen before, but had a pretty good idea about what they would be used for. There was one light In the center of the room, but there were candles for mood lighting on shelves along the walls. In front of her was a table with various instruments on it. Were these the things that had been used on her? She immediately recognized the bullwhip. It had only been used on her once, and she never wanted to feel that again. Beside the whip was the long riding crop that had been used to spank her with.  She could still remember the intense stinging it had caused on her bottom, but she found herself strangely interested in feeling it again on the other parts of her body. Beside the crop was the bucket of water and wax used to clean her with. She was reminded of the softness of the sponge and the warm feeling the wax gave her after the water had gotten cold. Next was the feather that had been used to tickle her and something else she didn’t recognize. She knew that it had been used to prick her, but she had no idea what it was. It looked to her like spurs that had been attached to a stick. Read more »

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Two A True Submission Story

The Secret Life of Grace Harper Part Two.

If you missed part one dont worry. Follow my profile for the link and if you like it check out my other spanking and submission story. Any comnents are welcome. Enjoy part two!

When Grace came to she couldn’t see or move.  The hood had been removed and replaced with a blindfold.  She had no idea where she was or how much time had passed.  She only knew that she couldn’t see and that her arms and legs were cuffed to chains leaving her unable to move and in a standing position.  Her arms were pulled up over her head in a “Y” position and her feet were slightly spread apart.  She couldn’t hear anything and it was a little cold wherever she was. Read more »

The Secret Life of Grace Harper: A True Submission Story Book Two

I’m back with another story. Thank you so much for the kind and encouraging words on my first story. Here is part one of three of my second story. Please comment if you like it and if you want to read book one of my true submission series follow me or send me a direct message or chat. I’m still new to all if this and would welcome any comments you may have.

The Secret Life of Grace Harper.

Grace picked at her sushi. She always brought sushi to work. The store was on her way to work and it was easy to stop by each morning on the way. Every day for 12 years it was the same routine. Get up, shower, get dressed, grab some coffee and head out the door. Rain or shine, snow or hail she would stop by the store on her way to work and grab some sushi for lunch.

“You going to stare at that nigiri or you going to eat it?” Rachel had been Grace’s work bestie for 7 of those 12 years. They hit it off instantly when Rachel transferred over from another floor. Every day without fail they meet in the break room at 11:45 for lunch. Rachel had more varied taste and her current lunch consisted of leftovers from the dinner she made last night. Grace could smell the freshly cut green beans from her seat. Read more »