Bathtub Bad Girl
I was ending my night on a Sultry Sunday, and My Dominant had gotten me these beautiful black bath bombs with mysterious streams of blue in them, for the holidays, and I thought it would be a lovely night to try one out. I kissed him ever so softly before I grabbed my towel, my phone, and headed to the bathroom.
I pulled my stretchy hair tye from my hair bun and let my curly wavy hair fall to my shoulders. It felt so amazing to finally get to a point in my day where I can relax, be alone, I could do whatever I want..
I swirled the knob around until I heard hot water coming from the spout and took a few hits from my vape. As I stared at myself in the mirror I noticed my feminine features. I noticed my 34DD breasts, my hard and perfectly placed nipples right in the middle, and a tiny sweat glow from my under breast area. As I go down my body, I feel right over my pussy to see if I need to shave or not, and realize my pussy is still very bare and smooth and I move my hands to trace the outlines of my hips, and notice the water is almost where I need it to be. I feel the water to make sure it is at the right temperature for me and then I gracefully sit down and gasp as the hot water soaks over my soft skin. I started to feel really hot, sweaty, and… something else. Something else was bothering me. I started to touch my breasts and saw them poke out immediately as I grazed over them. I placed the bath bomb inside the water and watched the water turn into a dark Smokey black with blue hints and the sensation of the bubbles in the water was getting me horny. How could this be? It hasn’t been that long since my man put his cock inside me. Why do I have to be such a cock hungry slut? Ugh. I decided to make a playful game out of my mood, and I snapped a shot of my body in the bath tub, and sent it over to my dominant. I felt my pussy start to pulse as I waited for his response. Ding. There it was in all it’s glory.
“You’d better stop…”
I love the warning texts. The ones where I know I’m going to get pounded & probably punished into oblivion. Fuck. What did I start. Now I can’t stop. I sent him another, this one, still playful, almost a little silly. I want to keep playing this little game I’ve created. He warns me again, “little girl… I said to stop didn’t I?”
I know he wants me to ask. He wants me to get on my knees “like a good girl” and ask him. But for some reason, this seems so much easier and sluttier so I do it…
but not for long,
I knew what was coming. I knew he’d find a way to fuck it into me so I learn my lesson.
After some texting, getting heavier and hotter by the minute, he sends “haha don’t worry. You’re the one that has to come out of there.” and I take a big gulp of my saliva –
Because I know. I know he is right.
I am going to take one step out of this bath and head to our room,
and whatever happens to me after that is in his hands and I know It. I know he is teaching me to be a proper submissive,
and I need to stop being such a dirty improper whore and not asking..
I start to get very very hot. Sweat is dripping down my forehead as I know what is about to happen.
I grab the door, and then the second door to my room right after, to see my dominant waiting on the end of the bed. He looks up at me with an empty glare. The kind of glare that is very hard to determine. I look down at his pants and notice the hard on erupting from his pants. Oops. Did I do that?
He points to the ground and says “position 2.” I didn’t know what to say so “I don’t remember…” fell out of my mouth and he gave me a very very figure it out, you slut, kind of look. I didn’t know if the embarrassment of getting on to the floor would take over my horniness but I did it. I got on all fours and placed my head down, In submission to him, waiting for his play in the game.
He asked me if I knew why I was kneeling for him on the ground like a whore, I said yes…
He said “shouldn’t you ask.. shouldn’t you be polite.”
I start to tear up because I know he is right, I know I could tell him anything, ask him anything, I know this…
He rubs my back for a moment and then he gets up to grab one of our toys. I have my face down and I know I dare not move or try and look. So I stay still and wait. I don’t hear chains. I’m listening openly to try and get a hint of what he may be using to punish and tease me. That’s one of his favorites. After I have teased him long enough he absolutely tortures my pussy until I am asking or, more so, begging for his cock, the way good submissives should.
and… SLAPP! I feel the most intense burning thuddy pain on my ass, the paddle. I know that feeling. But he’s using the hard side. and he hit me hard. I catch my breath, another SLAP!
small rub on my thigh. SLAP! Over, and over, and over, I was slapped and punished with this paddle board for what seemed like hours. Every few minutes he would grab my
pussy and spread it open, so much that it even started to make noise from being spread so much. I couldn’t believe how much of a whore I was treated like. and I knew all of it was true. That I wanted my hole to be spread open. I wanted his cock. I wanted to be his. I knew this. Finally after enduring the full of my punishment, he asks me. Do I deserve this cock, I knew in this moment I should have earned it better so I said “no, sir.” and he asked me if I had learned my lesson. I said “Yes, Master.” I finally felt him spread my pussy open one more time, and immediately shove it full of cock. I open my mouth and lead out a Yelp as I feel his full cock deepening inside me going in and out mercilessly. My hair gets pulled. My back gets arched. My hips get held. Cock goes in, over and over, pushing at all my pussy walls, crying and whining because I’m getting fucked on the floor instead of my bed,
Master likes the floor better because he has more control over my body and the bed is “too soft” so when he is really done with me and my slutty behavior, on the floor we go.
I almost thought he was done when he pulled out, but no, he grabbed the back of my hair and I knew what was coming, he lead my pretty mouth to his cock and I immediately smelt my own scent on him. I tried to just lick the tip, yet my mouth was pushed over the edge until I was sucking on the head or deeper. He fucked my mouth a few minutes until I was slobbering down my chest.
He grabbed my hands and placed me on the bed, on my hands and knees.
He made sure this time when he grasped on to my hips that it was more firm this time. He gripped on to them hard and I just felt the length of his cock go back inside me.
My body was getting ravished behind me and all I could do was lay there and moan like a little slut. I deserved this. I knew I did, it was so deep and I knew this was the only way I’d learn my lesson. He flipped me over one very last time. He spread my legs, open wide, and angled up towards the ceiling. He spread my pussy lips again and shoved his 8.5 inch cock inside me once more only to make me cream for the third time, and shake under him. He grabbed my throat and I could see as he stared at me, a cumming shaking mess of a whore that he owns, he was going to explode. Everytime we get to this moment,
I secretly think I’d be a little happy if he just exploded inside of me.
But again.
He is very much about me being a proper girl and asking for things :)
So for the time being, until I can do that,
He pulls out and explodes all over the top of my bare pussy and parts of my stomach.
I feel his warm cum erupting all over me, and I feel his heart race and body shake as he cums and I hold on to his shoulders and help him re-ground as a part of his “aftercare” of sorts.
He then asks me if I’m okay, very typical before we decid what kind of aftercare I need from him. I look at him, a little out of breathe and my head feels as it’s spinning “I’m okay.”
and we cuddle up, waiting to get our breathe back.
Category: Erotica
I fucked my sister in law next to my wife!
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The Sleepover [FF] [MFF] [caught] [pillow humping] [mutual masturbation] [anal] [sleeping] [Huge Breasts] [Hairy p###y and shaved] [Stepbrother]
*another story I wrote in the bath. Unedited first draft.*
I lay in bed next to Anna. Her nipples were poking up against her shirt causing two perfect little bumps in the fabric. I tried not to look. I tried not to think about stuffing them into my mouth, suckling, biting… she wrapped her leg around my waist; putting a delightful amount of pressure on my starving mound. I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes.
“You okay?” She said
“Yeah, definitely.” I said
“You are going a little red.”
I tried to think of something to take my mind off of her perfect little tits. She rested her arm in between my breasts and shifter closer to me. I could feel the warmth of her pussy against my leg. I couldn’t help but feel that she wasn’t so innocent. It seemed like she knew exactly what she was doing. I adjusted myself to press my thigh firmly against her teasing vulva. She smiled up at me and slightly rubbed her hot sex against my leg. She moved her hand over my breast and gently grabbed a handful of flesh.
Gas station romance [MF]
There once was a guy, average height for a man dark featured and handsome. And there once was a girl. Drunk, shy, weird. Not the type to stand out to a man really. But this guy really caught her eye. He was her exact type in every way possible. She once saw him as she was going to beauty school and he was taking out some trash. Very sexy I know. But he made it so sexy. And that is when this all began. The late night store runs began. Heck she needed her alcohol and snacks anyways why not? But let’s be honest about the real reasons she came by. To see him. Because he significantly brightened her day. The adrenaline would rush right before seeing him. Heart pounding, she’d go up to the counter and try and do something slightly cute or flirtatious. And she caught him at times acting flirty back. Eventually of course. Took long enough. Long enough of coming in and catching stolen glances or trying to sneakily look him over a bit. Nothing too pervy of course. But she just couldn’t help herself. He was her kryptonite. And wrapped up in the most delectable package. She felt too tall and too unattractive but she just had to have him. And once she set her mind to things she often got it. So one night, when it was late enough to where it was deserted she thought, “Tonight is when I will see if he is also willing”.
By the Light of the Moon [Mf][Primal][Blood][Breeding]
Dislcaimer: Only lightly touches on the above tags, but touch it does. I wrote this piece as a gift for a friend.
Peace, love and enjoy.
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The moon hung heavy, like a silver coin worth far more than its weight. Holding the vista of stars in its gravity as it guided me along on this night. For many moons had I been alone, wandering the wilderness with no purpose. Such was the life of a wolf with no pack. Others I had run into, some more civilized than others living in huts when the moon waned. Others embraced their feral nature. Living deep in the forests, barely ever reverting to their human states. None of these creatures of my kin did I hold anything against, but nor could I bring myself to end my solitude in an attempt to join their pack. I knew not what I searched for, but I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was yet to find it.
How I Became Mrs Claus — a Dark Christmas Tale
Santa was so alone with all the tiny elves, so it was time for him to take a bride. A Christmas story in the old style with a dark edge. A lovely Christmas waltz in the background to a sinister tale
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Gather round, and let me tell you a story… Yes, it’s a Christmas story, but it’s not all candy canes and sugarplums. This is the story of how I became Mrs. Claus.
First you must remember, Santa is not a man, he is an enormous elf with magical powers. He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake, he knows if you’ve been bad…or good… so be good for goodness sake.
Santa had been alone with his little helpers, the tiny workshop elves, for so long. The girl elves were too small… Santa is a big man in every way. So Santa needed to take a bride.
He was making a list, and checking it twice… He knew… he KNEW who was naughty, and who was nice. And I was on a very special naughty list. He knew the kinds of toys I wanted for Christmas, the ones that took batteries… the ones that had remote controls… the ones that were sooo nice the way they made me naughty.
My Hero Academia fanfic featuring Tsuyu and an OC Hero from the USA [mind control]
**Froppy – My Tsuyu filled academia life**
My name is John Aris. Born and raised in the United States of America, pretty average family, like upper middle class or so. I grew up in the outskirts of New York, but I never once liked it around here. Most of the time, I spent flirting with girls at school and trying to talk to them about various stuff. It was strange, but they always seemed to like my style, they liked to be around me. At first, they would admire my blonde hair, then during puberty it was my tall figure and at the end of my puberty, thanks to working out a little and eating right, they started asking me if they could touch my muscles. I usually allowed it and laughed it off, but sometimes I looked at them, or rather stared at them for a few seconds and they, as if instinctively, moved their hands to my crotch. It was only recently that an organization has made these powers public. The announcement came from a small island in the Far East, the country of the rising sun, Japan. They called it “quirk” and started looking all around the world for people with special powers, so I applied. They took me in at an American branch after I showed them my mind control powers and was about to be sent to a special school for people with these powers in Japan. So here I am at the Japanese main “academia” of heroes. I was told to pick a hero name and some short, thin, but also very respectful men here suggested “Mister America”.
Luke and Emily Part 1 of ?
Hey there! This is my first post so go easy on me. If y’all like it, I got more comin’ soon! I would love to hear feedback and comments ❤️
I knew she wouldn’t like the way I showed up to her house. My music was loud as I pulled into her driveway, bobbing my head back and forth to the song, and tapping my hands on the steering wheel to the beat of the drum. As I turned off my car I looked up at Emily’s house and I saw her dad staring at me from their living room. I swore under my breath and stepped out of the car, sauntering up to their front step.
Before I could even knock, the door swung open. I looked to see Emily’s dad staring at me with a scowl. His arms were crossed and shot daggers with his eyes. Even though we were both the same height and relatively well built, I felt tiny. Slowly, I outstretched my arm to shake his hand, but he just took a step back and ushered me inside to their living room. He sat me down on the brown, leather couch and sat across from me, eyeing me warily.
The financial analyst discovers her price
Asina was taking a breather from her high-stress job as a financial analyst by browsing the personals on her iPhone. She was a hot twenty-eight year old American born Asian girl who studied hard in school and quickly rose through the ranks after graduating from Harvard with honors.
Asina scrolled quickly through the vanilla headlines, searching for something dark and kinky. She always fantasized about being someone’s slave girl, free from her stressful life, and be put in place. She wanted to feel owned and protected by a strong free man. She told herself she give it all up for the right man, someone she could call Master.
Suddenly, she got a private message on her phone from someone calling themselves Master121. Master121 was different from the rest of the men who had messaged her in the past. He clearly established how financially established he was, and that he would provide for his slave girl. She would just have to come for a trial run, and if she passed, the rest of her life would only be concerned with pleasing Master.
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