Lechomancer Chapter 9: Punishment [mmmmfff][gangbang][bmsd]

Lisa had seen her Master in a demonic form before, but not the way he appeared on the Otherside of the Blue Door. He was eight feet tall, and draconic wings grew out of his back. His blue skin was glowing darkly, and his horns nearly scrapped against the ceiling.

She gulped, and wished he was smaller, or more human, as he strode angrily toward her. He grabbed the back of her neck and led her back down the hallway, through the mystic door that lead into her own townhouse. The stern fingers clamped on her neck sent a strange rush of joy down her body, but she knew better than to smile or moan happily while Erostopholes was so visibly upset.

He led her into her bedroom, and pushed her to the floor. He had to stoop on this side, and he towered over her, glowering. “Do you know what could have happened to you over there?”

“I was fine, Master. Mike wasn’t …”

“Mike was the least of your worries,” he growled. “But apparently, you don’t listen, do you slut?”

“No Master,” she found herself purring. “I’m a slut and I don’t listen.”

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Kitty’s dream

I actually woke up to an orgasm yesterday. From a dream, but I realize now it’s actually a fantasy I’ve had for a long time. In my dream, I’m home alone, I’m not even sure where my son is but I’m in my bed sleeping. All of a sudden I’m flipped over and a huge dick is shoved down my throat. I’m actually struggling to breathe, when my shorts are ripped off. He pulls his monster out of my mouth long enough for another guy to flip me over and force me to my knees. Then he grabs me by the hair and forces it in my mouth and down my throat so fast I almost puke. While he’s slapping my face and fucking my mouth, I feel another dick slam into my pussy. Takes my breath away, I’m now being fucked hard. Full pussy and mouth, before I can stop it I’m cumming hard. That’s when they both laugh, I can actually hear it. He pulls out of my pussy so fast it feels empty. I’m concentrating on breathing while my face is being fucked when I feel the second guy behind me. The head of his dick is cold and lubed, I open my mouth wide and try to say no please, but all that comes out is please. I feel that cold slippery dick against my asshole for just a second before he slams home, balls deep, it hurts so bad but it’s good in a way. He starts fucking my ass and soon they have a rhythm going when the one in my mouth says he doesn’t want to finish there. He pulls out and my jaws actually ache! The one in my ass strokes a couple more times before he flips us both over, he’s laying on his back, balls deep in my ass and Im looking into the most gorgeous green eyes I’ve ever seen. I can’t move. He lifts my legs over his shoulders and smiles. Before I know it I’m filled beyond full. He slams in and I can barely breathe much less move, I can still feel it. They’ve done this a few times before and have an amazing rhythm going shortly. I’m being fucked like I’ve never been fucked before and I’m loving it. I’m cumming again before I know it, like never before, hard orgasms, back to back, Im seeing stars thanks to three or four orgasms. I’m barely coming down from the last one when the one on top says he can’t last much longer. I’m so hot, wet and stretched tight! Number 2 says him either. They look at each other and say “fill er up.” They start pounding me, I start cumming again, I can feel it, after the second orgasm the one in my pussy yells at the same time I feel that sweet hot cum fill my pussy and I’m cumming again, he’s still stroking when the one in my ass freezes and I feel it, hot and deeper in my ass than anyone has ever been. They fill me with more cum than I’ve ever had. They pull out and lay me down on the bed, that’s when I realize we’re not alone. There’s a woman there with a camera. They tell her it’s time for her to do her job. The other one grabs my legs, I can barely move much less fight. He pulls me until my ass is hanging off the bed when I realize the woman’s there. They lift my legs and put em over her shoulders and before I know it they bury her face in my pussy. She’s starts sucking my clit and tongue fucking me. Eating the cum out of my pussy. I’ve never been with a woman, never really thought about it but as she’s working on me I realize my hands are in her hair, pushing her harder against my pussy. She is awesome, circling and teasing my clit, then fucking me with her tongue, before long I feel myself tightening. Every muscle stretching tight, Im about to cum again when she looks up at me for a second our eyes meet, then she sucks my clit so hard I come unglued. I woke up to a hellacious orgasm and that wasn’t the first, I was so wet I actually looked around the house to made sure no one was there.

Real Life: the art student [m/f] [femdom] [bdsm] [watersports]

We all know porn isn't real. We read instead about real life BDSM: consent, negotiation, checklists, communication. But sometimes real life doesn't work that way either. Sometimes it’s messy and spontaneous. We take risks. We do our best and, with love and trust, we try to meet our partners where they are. This is the (nsfw) story of a recent development with a cherished casual partner. It’s not a perfect example of kink protocol or best practices, but it worked for us. This story is dedicated to N, my friend who taught me to listen more closely and dare to figure out what a submissive needs even if he can’t tell you yet.

Let’s say this first. This boy is 22 years old. He’s in college, an art student, a stoner, skateboarder, tattooed with gauges in his ears. My teenage fantasies couldn't have formed him better. He’s one of the most attractive people I've ever seen. And god bless him, he wants me, a 30-something-year-old who is none of those things. We have some things in common, but we’re not the kind of people who would be friends. He is quiet and shy, sweet, and openly emotional. He’s young in a lot of ways. And because I don’t need him to be anything else, that’s okay. It’s kind of compelling.

Starla Cascade: Optimistic Scifi with Consensual Tentacles [f/m]

Have grim dystopian futures got you down? Uncomfortable with noncon but all your favorite kinks seem to go hand in hand with it? Worry no more! Starla Cascade is here for you!

200,000 years in the future, humanity and the universe, for the most part, is at peace. With the discovery of matter replication, money and material want is a thing of the distant past. Medical and cosmetic surgery is as easy as snapping your fingers, as your body is taken apart at the molecular level and put back in whatever way you desire it. A mechanized workforce provides all necessary labor and humanity, as well as the billions of other species thriving across the universe, are free to pursue their passions and interests without fear of starvation.

The passions of Starla Cascade: Space Hooker just happen to be of the more erotic variety. From her starry boudoir on Ganymede Station, Starla solves problems of the sexy variety, bringing affection, companionship, and understanding into the lives of her many clients, both human and not.

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At the movies

My first Erotica story. It's based off a fantasy I had with a coworker. Any thoughts or advice I appreciate. Thank you.

I've always had a thing for my coworker, Sarah. Sarah is a 5’4”, blond 26 year old with milky white skin tone. Unfortunately, she's engaged, and I like the guy. So all I can do is fantasize about her. And I did. Many nights, I lay in bed thinking about kissing her, pleasuring her, lifting her up in his arms as I entered her. But I know these were only fantasies.

One night, I get a message over Facebook from Sarah. The message says “Hey James. Going to see a movie, want to come?” I was very shocked. But I told myself it was just a friendly invite, it didn’t mean anything. Plus, it was most likely from her and her fiancé, Kevin. A movie sounded fun though, so I accepted.

When I walk into the theater and I spot Sarah sitting in the back row. She is wearing a green long sleeve shirt with a black vest and a skirt and she is alone. I sit down next to her and ask “Where’s Kevin?”

The Dining Chair – a short story for her [m/f]

The conversation is relaxed after dinner, as we each slouch in our dining chairs, occasionally taking a sip from our wine. We’re angled more towards each other, your legs draped over one of mine, allowing me to caress your shin and lower leg. The heat has slowly been building, known to each of us through the emotion passed in the glances at each other. Your move off of your chair to kneel in front of me is so smooth, that it catches me off guard. You’re between my legs, hands running up each, running over my clothed crotch, up under my shirt, as your eyes look up and meet mine. Your expression is smoldering, with a look of knowing determination.

After a quick pinching and tweaking of my nipples, your hands work their way back down my torso to my jeans. You make quick work of releasing the bindings, and instead of reaching in to gain access to my hardening cock, you grasp my pants and underwear at the waist and begin to pull it off. Mmm… you’re not messing around, I see. I lift myself off the chair to assist as you pull them off me effectively, then quickly move to pull my shirt over my head and off, leaving me naked in this chair in front of you.

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Cornered – a short story for her [m/f]

Our kisses and caresses are hot and passionate, as I have you pinned into the corner of the kitchen. My hand unfastens the button of your jeans and yanks down its zipper. I Force my hand inside your panties, over that neat trim, searching for pleasure. My fingers find the warm, wet gate to pleasure and you gasp to the jolt of need that rushes over you.

As my one hand continues to assault your clit and pussy in a firm manner, my other hand wrestles its way up your sweater, overcoming the obstacle of your bra as I squeeze and fondle your nipples, causing them to harden in pleasured reaction to my touch.

You move to pull your sweater over your head and as you do, I retreat to begin pulling your jeans and panties from you. I get them all the way off of you just as you’re pulling your bra off and you’re completely naked before me.

You quickly hop up onto the counter behind you and splay your legs apart, opening your pussy before me as you plant one foot in each direction down the countertop. I need no further encouragement as I quickly kneel before you and dive my tongue into you. A moan of pleasure escapes from you as both of your hands find their way to the back of my head, pulling me in even deeper.

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Office fun ;)

I am in my office organising papers when you walk in. I take one look at you and can tell, by the bulge in your pants, you need me bad. I get up to lock the door, and as I pass you, you grab me around the waist and lean me over my desk. I let out a shocked gasp and you start to pull up my skirt, as you pull my skirt up I pull my panties down and you start to undo your pants. I know right away when you finally set hard cock free because it slaps me on the ass. You then slowly put your hard cock in my ass and I let out a moan. You grab my hips and start pounding into me, as you speed up you reach around my waist and start rubbing my clit, I let little a gasp but could barely hear it over your grunts. I am dripping wet at this point and you are about to cum, you give one more good hard thrust and shoot you load in my ass. Once you get your pants back on you kneel down and start licking my wet pussy, getting all my juices. Once you leave I noticed all the papers I was organizing before are all over the floor.

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Play Room, a story written by my toy

It’s a rather small room; a floor lamp is lit by the door, though the cascading light barely reaches the opposite wall. To my right sits a large wooden chest with five drawers, and I know it’s where Daddy keeps my toys, and a few other things I don’t like so much. There’s nothing else in the room but my cage. In the center of the far wall, it faces the door directly and from the floor I can just barely see underneath into the hallway. I wait for Daddy to come home, though waiting is the worst feeling of all. Letting ideas run through my mind, wondering how I can do more to please him. Occasionally the house settles and my eyes shoot to the little crack in the door. I only know for sure that Daddy is home when his feet appear in front of my room. I shake off my tiredness and get on all fours; arching my back to thrust my chest forward and ass up. He walks in and gleams down at me; I love seeing him happy, and I know it’s because of me. “There’s my good little girl!” he kneels down inches from my face. I whimper slightly with excitement, and he reaches toward me sliding his index finger slowly into my mouth. My tongue wraps around him, and I love the taste it leaves in my mouth. I suck slowly, not wanting to lose his touch. However, he steps back and rises, walking to the side of me. I can feel his gaze scanning up and down my naked body, but I continue to stare forward. The little cuffs on my wrists and ankles match the collar around my neck. They’re pink leather, and the little tag on my neck says “Daddy’s girl”, and I wear it proudly. “Are you ready to play little one?” he asks, slowly striding over to the large cabinet. I nod my head enthusiastically forgetting my words but offer a weak “yes daddy” to answer his question. Opening up the third drawer, he pulls out a butt plug, with a long fuzzy tail attached, a little head band with kitten ears, and a ball. “You get to be my kitten, would you like that?” I wiggle my ass with delight, my face says it all and he doesn’t wait for my answer. Unlocking the front door, he grabs the leash that rests on the top of the cage, so as I walk out onto the wood floor of the room, he buckles it in place. Then Daddy walks me to the center of the room, and places the handle of the leash into my mouth for me to hold. He kneels at my side and runs one hand from my neck, all the way down my back, making me shiver. Then he grabs my ass with both his hands roughly, and smacks me hard. “Time for your tail baby girl” and with that I can feel the cold, slippery glass plug sliding inside me. I gasp in tightly but relax my muscles, making it easy for Daddy to fit it all the way inside me. With a sharp tug, I know my tail is in, and now when I shake, I can feel it swish from side to side. Once my head band is in place, I’m ready to be the best little kitty I can be. Daddy says “sit”, and I lower my butt onto my feet, resting my hands on the floor in front of me. He places a little fruit snack on my nose and tells me to stay very still. Daddy eyes my breasts, and in one swift movement reaches down and smacks my left breast hard. It stings a bit, and I almost forget about the snack I’m balancing. He begins squeezing both my nipples and shoving my breasts up and together. The feeling makes my skin blush, and I begin to struggle staying still. I continue to do well till Daddy grabs my chin, forcing my mouth open wide and shoving in his tongue inside. The feeling is overwhelming, and soon enough I hear the little fruit snack fall to the floor. Crushed, Daddy takes his mouth away, but continues to hold my face. He grins slightly and smacks my cheek. “Oh no, what did I say? What did I say?” I begin to get the feeling he wanted to see me fail because the delight on his face gives him away. “I was going to give you a treat for being a good girl, but let’s try something else.” Daddy grabs the rubber ball on the floor, and begins tossing it slightly into the air. “Open” he says, and I make sure my mouth is open wide. In goes the ball; it’s so big that I struggle trying not to gag on the foreign object. Daddy taps my cheek again, but softer, “that’s not going anywhere correct?” and I nod softly keeping my head to the floor. He grabs the leash, but not at the handle, more in the middle. I hear him walking to stand completely behind me, and still holding my leash at half its length, pulls me snuggly in place causing me to choke while raising my neck up and back. Without warning, he slaps my ass leaving a sharp sting and shouts “Up!” I get on all fours in proper position. “Now stay still, think you can handle that?” Daddy’s belt clinks about as it’s undone, followed by the sound of a zipper. Getting on his knees close behind me, Daddy thrusts his cock deep inside my cunt. My squeals are muffled by the ball, but Daddy slaps me again for making too much noise. I know my ass must be starting to get red, and it makes my little cunt dripping wet. Daddy’s cock throbs inside me, and he takes his time to torture me with the feeling. Pulling out ever so slowly, before ramming back in with all his force. It hits the very back of me, causing a twang of pain. My pussy heats up, and I begin to get comfortable with the relentless pounding till I feel the other half of the leather leash strike down across my back. So that’s why he didn’t grab the end….. “one” he calls out. “He shoves his cock all the way inside and pauses. “You’re getting 10 my little slut”, and with his other hand he grabs my tail pulling steadily. It seems to give him more leverage for fucking my pussy, and he gyrates his hips filling me completely. Then the next strike lands across my spine, and another right after. “that’s two, and three” He seems to be aiming for the same spot each time, and in doing so, the pain increases and makes me feel more sensitive and exposed. It’s moments like this that I think about being a sub; why I enjoy being used the way I do. Daddy is in control of my whole body, and giving up my power to him comforts me. I enjoy nothing more than knowing it pleases him to be entrusted with that control. I’m being whipped for disobeying, yet the pain turns me on like nothing else. Makes my breasts tingle, and my moves become more erotic. I move toward Daddy, practically begging to be fucked like a toy. “Four!” I can’t help but moan from the sensation, and Daddy yanks my tail harder. “Be a good girl, kitty’s stay nice and quiet for Daddy” SLAP “Five”. I retreat into Daddy’s touch, clearing my mind. By the time the sixth strike leaves its mark the pain is only a numbing feeling. Daddy begins to pick up pace, fucking me quickly so I can feel his balls slap against my clit. I wonder if Daddy will give me his cum, or pull out and keep it from me. “seven” Daddy begins to pant, I know it’s my chance to take advantage. “Eight!” I flex my hips up and down, and heavily lean into him making his cock push up against my g-spot. It feels amazing, but I’d never dare cumming without permission. “Nine” my pussy tightens around Daddy’s cock and it gets really hot. I know I can do it. As he whips me one final time, shouting “ten”, I fall back, causing Daddy to kneel down. Sitting in his lap, I grind around his cock aggressively, finally feeling him still completely, and let out a long, exasperated gasp. I know I’m a good girl for Daddy, and there’s nothing I love more.

The Battle. [MF] [Breeding]

I think I'm stronger than him, but he's got both his hands.

I am Tallia, and I am fighting for the right to breed.

The man I am fighting today is named Markus. He's been around a while and he knows a few tricks. I saw him take down a tawny bitch called Jessica just two weeks ago, and when he was done with her she was walking oddly, to say the least. He uses his lower centre of gravity to upend the women he fights, and to be very honest, they aren't used to that. Most men carry themselves in a manner that is far too upright, much too high for combat … probably a side effect of the aggressive display behaviour that works so well when doing battle with other men. But he knows better. Women have wide hips, heavy chests, so they tend to carry themselves lower in combat. Unlike almost every other male champion in the circuit today, he understands that and compensates.