MindTech Industries – Chapter 8: The Gift [F29][M27] [Femdom] [Malesub] [Bondage] [body transformation] [watersport] [Sci-Fi]

Sorry I’ve been absent for a while, had lots of IRL stuff happening but I should be posting the 2 last chapter to this story during the week.

[Link](https://www.reddit.com/user/_CumInMePlz_/comments/yvactm/list_of_all_my_erotic_stories/) to previous chapters and all my other stories.

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As promised, a week later The Shaper contacted me to tell he was done. I was about to go do a test at the lab but once again, they woke me up saying an error happened and they had to cancel. “Perfect.” I thought. I met him at his workshop once again and we went down into his lair. On the desk was a rather large sealed box.

“This is by far my best creation. I need to give it to your Mistress personally to explain to her how it works though.”

So he picked up the box, put it in my car and we rode back to the Mindtech industries tower. I called Miss Demers saying someone wanted to see her in her office so we installed ourselves in there and waited for her to arrive from the lab.

She opened the door violently and not wasting a second she started asking questions:

the sluts feet at the party pt.1 (foot fetish, femdom)

Tonight there was a big house party at one of peters friends place. Peter got a bottle of vodka, and took Haley, his girlfriend of 2 years out to the party to get drunk and have a fun time with his love and their friends. When they arrived there was already lots of people having a great time. Peter and haley were immediately greeted by 3 of haleys work friends. Haley gossips with them all the time, and because of what they’ve heard from haley, they arent very fond of peter.

“YEES im so glad youre here, that guy i was telling you about last week on break is here!! Lets make a drink we need to talk” one of her friends shouted while hugging haley tightly, she looked over at peter and her smile quickly faded, “hey pete, were gonna steal haley for some girl talk, we wont keep her too long sp dont get pissy like last time” peter got defensive “babe you told them i was pissy?”
She smiled slightly, “nooo they just assumed that dont worry babe! Go have fun!”” The 4 of them turned towards the kitchen on the move for cups and ice, peter saw a couple of his buddies on the couch and went to sit with them.

A Roll in the Hay. (Gentle femdom)

Sasha’s skin glistened under the light of the moon. Her thin frame and wide smile had brought her many gifts over the years. From the time she was thirteen she knew anyone who saw her burned with a desire destined to go unfulfilled. For most that is. The boys habitually ripped their beating hearts from their chest and laid them at her pedicured feet. Girls were even worse, girls worshiped her. She would catch them staring at her in the locker room or the gym shower. Eyes wide and mouths agape. Some unabashedly touching themselves. Yes, she’d had many self sacrificing souls over the years, but she’d never had this.

Lungs filled to near bursting, the air rushed in and out. Her chest heaved and her small round breasts bounced firmly. Her hips beating out the rhythm to her favorite song. “Now suck it!” she said. Her latest admirer was the college quarterback for a team in the Deep South. His drawl and good old boy charm were enough to peak her interest. But she wanted something more. “That’s right, eat it bitch.” She whispered into his ear. She’d never pegged anyone before and he was clearly uncomfortable with the idea, but he acquiesced. Of course he did. A little smile and flip of her pig tails and he melted like butter on a black griddle.

Daddy’s Little Fuck Toy: Part II [M30/F26] [CNC] [anal] [kink] [d/s]

I crawled onto the bed, my juicy, fat ass up. He didn’t waste any time. “Good girl. Daddy likes you ass up, face down,” he said as he ripped a hole in my fishnets. “You’re going to take my fat cock until I fill you with cum. Say ‘yes, daddy’,” he paused. “Fucking say it,” he commanded.

“Yes, daddy,” I managed to say, still out of breath from having my throat fucked raw.

He pushed me onto the bed & rubbed my clit with his throbbing head. The tip of his cock could hardly fit between my pussy lips. He moaned, “Mmmm. Look at that pretty pussy.” His cock was around 6 inches long & incredibly girthy. I couldn’t believe how fat the head of his cock was!

He spread my lips & spat on my tight hole. Even though I was soaked, he still stretched me as he entered me & it hurt a bit. I squealed in pain and ecstasy as I felt him almost hit my cervix.

He covered my mouth & said, “Shut up, slut. You’re not allowed to cum until I say so, understand?” I nodded my head to make my obedience clear.

Daddy’s Little Fuck Toy: Part I [M30/F26] [CNC] [anal] [kink] [d/s]

A few months ago, I met a man at the bar while out with my girlfriends. The first thing I noticed about him was that he had strong, big hands. After only talking to him for 5 minutes, I began fantasizing about him choking me. I was so horny & I hadn’t had sex in weeks. It was hard to focus on what he was saying.

He bought me multiple drinks, constantly checking in to make sure I was feeling okay. He’d brush up against my arm to show interest & always maintained eye contact. He seemed so kind & genuine, yet I could tell he had potential to be an animal in the bedroom, especially after we danced on the dance floor a bit.

While we were dancing, I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in his pants. He had to have a thick cock. That made me even hornier. His chest hair peaked through the top of his button down, which, for me, was a massive turn-on. He was around 6’1 with gorgeous dark hair, & he smelled heavenly. Even though he had a thick beard, I could still see he had chiseled cheek bones & beautiful, pouty lips. I couldn’t help but imagine him kissing me all over. As I pushed my body up against his while dancing, I could feel his soft yet muscular body. He gripped me tightly & I almost melted in his arms.

Being Neighborly Part 5[MF]

Emily tilted her head back and combed both of her hands through her hair, bunching it up. I watched as her wristed twisted and turned around her hair until it made a messy sort of bun at the back of her head. She held her hair there with one hand and lowered her head above my chest. The smell of shampoo and her natural scent mixed together to create an intoxicating aroma that had me breathing in deep. Then her soft lips touched down onto my chest and I let out a low moan of bliss. Soft sounds of slurping got my attention and I tilted my head to see her sucking up fresh drops of my cum that I had just sprayed against myself, which she had a big hand in helping me with.

His to Take [MF] [forced breeding, blurred consent]

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“I am all yours to take,” she finally conceded, in a mental universe where she was both aware and ingenuous about the meaning of her words.

Uttered months after they had committed to each other, they did not come lightly. The slow build up to them played part in imbuing them with significance. Still, it can’t be said that she had fully thought through the ultimate consequences of what she called upon, what she enabled.

It was a rather uncharacteristic moment for her. Her everyday chess thinking was always five moves ahead; she was one of those infuriating people who remember to buy milk a day before the gallon is down to a single glass, who finish wrapping the last of their holiday shopping on Black Friday weekend. In the heat of the moment, perhaps, she had said something that she had not planned, fully envisioned.

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Daddy Issues

I was still in high school, when I met Alex and John in a community theater group. My school’s annual stage production had been canceled that year, when the drama teacher took a personal leave of absence and none of the other staff members wanted the vexing responsibility of directing a bunch of recently pubescent misfits on stage after class. Their solution was to recommend an all-ages theater troupe casting parts in a production of Brigadoon, in a neighboring town.

Despite having my driver’s license, my mom still drove me to doctor’s appointments and dance recitals, anywhere outside of my normal routine. I suffered from frequent panic attacks, even when I wasn’t behind the wheel of a 2000-pound automobile. The additional anxiety of being a new driver was often debilitating, and the brand-new convertible I had been given on my 16th birthday would sit stationary in the driveway for weeks on end.

Day Off [MF 40’s] [Teasing] [Creampie]

My wife and I both took the day off. We had a lot of chores and errands to run. It was a mild weather day for winter. High temps of 45 degrees meant we wouldn’t want to be outside too long. We slept in a bit, taking our time getting moving. Of course laying in bed cuddling and waking up leads to lots of other fun things. I absolutely love slow, lazy morning cuddle fucks. They’re sensual and slow. I was hopeful this morning would lead to one of those.

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I (F26) found a website that connects you with people who are willing to fulfill your sexual fantasies and got a man (M30’s) to fuck me in a train (PUBLIC SEX)

I was 19 years old the first time I masturbated.

I guess I felt the… *itch* before. I just never scratched it until then.

I didn’t know how and my religious upbringing made it feel wrong to try to find out.

And then that Friday happened. It was raining really bad and I was on my computer making random Google searches cause I was so bored.

Problem is Google has a way of becoming a rabbit hole, and if you fall deep enough all roads will lead to porn.

The video popped in my screen as a suggestion and I clicked it as a joke. I was just a little curious, I was just a little bored.

That was the first time I ever saw porn.

It was a woman on a train ride. She was wearing a silk shirt and a pencil skirt. Dark pantyhose and high heeled stilettos. She looked like a business woman on her way to an important meeting, but to the men on that train she was meat. And they were hungry.