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I know I should leave…

**TRIGGER WARNING: PHYSICAL/SEXUAL ABUSE**

You use me,

Abuse me,

Take me wherever I am,

Even if I hide under your bed,

You pull me out screaming,

You don’t even look at me,

I’m just a slut to you,

A fuck hole,

While you think of someone else,

Taking me even when you’re watching porn on TV,

Staring at other women,

Knowing I’ll never look like them,

The dirty things you say,

As if I’m the whores you’re watching,

All the things you want to do to me,

As the pressure builds,

That hot creamy load shoots inside me

And out retreats your cock,

From me, the wanking sock.

48 hours of submission – Part 1: The first morning [MF] [BDSM]

*This is my first time ever writing any sort of erotica, so please be kind! I’d written a few stories about my sex life before, but that was just retelling an experience, whereas I want this to read more like an erotic novel I guess. It’s going to be a little series, and it is based on true events, with some colourful creative writing, and some changes to dialogue – because who can actually remember exactly what they said while they’re getting fucked hard, or being punished for being naughty? Anyway, hope you enjoy this first part, there will be more to come soon.*

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Friday night, we were laying in bed, cuddling naked, the usual. We had just made love, it was sweet and tender, as it always is before *those* weekends. He showered me with kisses and “I love yous”, while he was gently sliding in and out of me, making me feel so loved. I know that I needed that, because when we wake up tomorrow, he will quite literally own me, and for the next 48 hours I’ll be his little slut, his fucktoy to use as he wishes.
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Mrs Stewart is proud of her cleavage.

Mrs Stewart loved it when the boys in the upstairs flat held one of their student parties. As the landlady, she made sure they invited her, and made sure that it was a night when she wasn’t on duty in her husband’s pub. And so it was tonight. She took pleasure in taking care of her appearance. The older woman may struggle to compete with slender 19 year olds but she had a cleavage they could only dream of. And she knew it. In her moss-green dress with the plunging neckline, her long wavy red hair all perfect, she prepared to join the party and dance with the boys.

She was good at encouraging reluctant young students to get on their feet and dance; she brought energy and fun to the party which always went with a good swing when she was there. And she stayed alert for the boy who couldn’t help but eye her cleavage at every chance. There was always at least one. The younger brother of one of her tenants just didn’t know where to look, so she took great care not to unsettle him or make him feel uncomfortable. He was a slender, rather good looking boy, who seemed young for a fresher. She didn’t get him to dance but waited until the end of the evening at which point she went downstairs and waited in the room off the hallway just by the front door. As he came down to leave, she emerged and slipped her arm through his. Read more »

Wild week, week 2, chapter 7

Early Tuesday evening

Billy was going out, the team was going to see a movie, and the captain wanted everyone there. A good team-building exercise, he called it, the players should spend time together off the diamond as well as on it. That was cool, the movie had gotten great reviews, and he would have gone to the show regardless.

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Gayla and Bill were also going out, they wanted to see a movie, though not the same one as Billy and they were feeling randy. As they were driving along, Bill grinned when Gayla cooed, “It may interest you to know that under my skirt, I am totally naked! No bra, no panties! Let’s get a couple of seats in the back, and make out during the Coming Attractions!”

She smiled when she saw his pants, the familiar bulge showing his interest, and she felt the prickles of need. She hoped the audience would be sparse, so they could really go at it.

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The Therapist (Older Man, Younger Woman, Bondage, Spanking, Oral, Etc.)

*[TW: This is an original fictional erotic story that contains depictions of medical misconduct and manipulation. If those subjects may be harmful to you, please do not read. Originally posted on my Fetlife profile – username: sweetsillysubby]*

I sat down on the firm on the firm white couch. My skirt rode up, revealing the tops of my stockings and their attached garters. I shifted slightly and adjusted my skirt, pulling it up to reveal more of the garters. I was quite a few sessions into my current round of therapy.

I’ve been seeing this therapist for weeks now and, honestly, I’m completely infatuated with him. I noticed how handsome he was in our first session. I saw his big hands and imagined them wrapped around my throat or lighting up my ass with bright red handprints. I wanted him to degrade me in disgusting, horrible ways! Every session, my brain played a supercut of every filthy fantasy I’d ever had, now featuring my doctor in a starring role. Read more »

[MF] The First Meet [DDlg][Adults][First meet][Blowjob][Cunnilingus][Missionary]

Babygirl was nervous.

‘Babygirl’? HA! She’d only ever been Susan. Hardworking, vanilla, living and working in the shadows, plain, unnoticeable Susan. This was Kinkworld. The real deal. She wasn’t ready for this. Was she?

Every new scenario she’d read, every DDlg erotica, every video on Fetlife where she’d imagined she was that lucky girl, had fuelled her decision to come here.

Susan couldn’t help but feel she was rushing into something for which she wasn’t completely ready. But where was the pressure coming from? It wasn’t coming from this handsome, welcoming man. He’d already mentioned at the café that he was a soft Dom, and that it was VERY important for her to tell him if she ever felt worried or too uncomfortable about ANYTHING at all.

So what was it? Was it the fact she was calling him Daddy? It did sound inappropriate, even wrong. He wasn’t her father. They didn’t even look alike. His gorgeous hair and stubble, his delicious accent, the confidence he clearly had, if he was her stepfather she’d probably spend all day thinking about…No! No! That’s so wrong! So forbidden. Daddy is just a word, just a word with control associations. God she wanted to be free and controlled by him. She needed a Daddy. Not having to worry about the pressures of her life and all the responsibility. So what if it was forbidden. Having someone that loved her and would take care of her? She deserved that feeling. ‘Daddy’ just made it sound extra fucking naughty and taboo. Read more »

Ravaged by Tentacle Beasts

Ravaged, used and certainly exhausted, Heather finds pleasure in the most unlikely of places.

Heather finds herself taken by beasts from her home. Awakening in a warm bed, wrapped in silky sheets, she assumes it was a dream. However, after she turns on the light, what she sees surprises her beyond her wildest imagination.

Why are the beasts taking these women? Will Heather ever return to her home? Will she even want to?

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“Good night,” I hear Jack say quietly as he rolls over in the bed.

Without word, I reach over and click off my bedside lamp. Just another night… I think to myself as I let out a deep sigh, life has got to be more interesting than this. I can’t believe I’m 24, married and with two kids, god, where did I go wrong…

My eyes slowly shut as I roll over away from Jack.

Seconds, minutes, hours tick by as I ponder my boring life. I know everything day by day, exactly what is going to happen, where I have to be and what will be done. God, I hate this. Read more »

Adventures in Broadcasting, pt 2: Little Miss Perfect (m/f) (fiction)

One afternoon shortly after T and mine’s initial tryst, we were hanging out at my place talking about some of our co-workers. She then said something that I quickly found out to be true: the person you see on-screen is usually nothing like they are off screen. This is especially true in the case of who T calls “Little Miss Perfect” (who we’ll call C).

On-screen C is kind, warm, genuine, caring, and understanding. Off screen, however, she’s a demanding, impatient, high maintenance, manipulative, back stabbing, holy terror to work with fucking bitch. Nobody is safe from her wrath if even the slightest little thing goes wrong. I have seen C go off on everyone from the hair and makeup, wardrobe, camera, sound, and copy edit people. After every explosion she huffs into our station manager’s office and goes on tirades about anything and everything. I once asked T why everyone just goes with it and she said, “She gets ratings and advertisers dump money into the station when she’s on. So they let it slide.” Read more »

[m/f] College student needs to earn some extra credit to graduate

I’ve been a professor at this University for going on 6 years now. Overall, I enjoy it. I still get to study my life’s passion and impart that knowledge to younger minds. But, there are some students that don’t seem to “get it”, either by way of just not understanding the material, or they are just not mature enough to handle this level of education. Its getting towards the end of the semester now and I’m really looking forward to a nice summer break.

Personally, I’m in my early 40s, never married and live a pretty non-eventful life. Teaching and studying take up most of my time. I have enough time to take care of my household, walk my dog, some light reading and that’s about it. Not much time for dating is left. I’m wearing a blue blazer with a white button down shirt and khakis. No tie.

“Knock, knock, knock”, I hear on my open-shaded office door. Ah. My 2 o’clock is here. “Come in!” I command, awaiting her entrance.

Backcountry Hiking Slut – Part 2 [MF] (rape fantasy) (free use) (bdsm) (cheating)

Forgive some of the errors, or misplaced punctuation, as I wrote this on my phone. The story was inspired by a fellow Redditor, her body and specific kinks. It bounces back and forth from her to the narrator. It’s my first time putting forth any of my writing so please go easy, I am definitely up for constructive criticism though.

***Note: If rape fantasy, anal, BDSM, free use, or cheating are not your thing, don’t read any further.***

I get out of my truck and stretch. I Take a look at the little suv I parked beside and spot a skirt in the backseat…could it be?? Nah! She doesn’t seem like the outdoorsy type. But you never know. The thought slips my mind and I start prepping my gear. Doing mental checks, to make sure I have everything. I nearly forget the smooth nylon rope that will come in handy for hanging my pack away from my campsite at night. At long last I’m ready to go. I slide my pack on my back and lock my truck. I take a look into the suv again and see the blouse and think…”wait no way. Same blouse, same skirt?? This can’t be. It’s got to be a coincidence,” I think to myself. “There’s no way she’d be out here by herself. But if she is, hmm, maybe I’ll see her? Damn Katie, she is really stuck in my head.” Read more »