[Fictional][FM][FPOV][Chastity] – Becoming a Keyholder for a Friend Part 2

(This story is completely fictional. I wrote it just for fun so the events and characters in this story are not real.

It seemed people enjoyed the first part of this so I wrote up a follow up!)

**[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ytht5x/fictionalfmfpovchastity_becoming_a_keyholder_for/)**

Me and Owen had set a few rules for his first week in chastity. Nothing too crazy or major since this was a trial week for us both but it still required some criteria in order to facilitate the circumstance. The rules were as followed:

1. Chastity would last from the starting Friday to the next Friday evening.

2. At any point, either of us could end the keyholding if we grew uncomfortable or were not enjoying it, the keys would return to Owen.

3. We would talk every day.

4. Owen could still consume as much lewd and/or pornographic content as he wished throughout the week. Though, he couldn’t seek orgasm through any means.

[MF] A nice night in takes a left turn. [RAPE/CNC], [Alien], [Breast humiliation], [Big Dick]

Hey again, everyone! Here’s the third story I wrote for that fellow redditor. She took a left turn with what she wanted in this one, so it’s definitely different, but still has the same things she enjoyed.

Again please forgive any formatting errors.

Also again, DM’S are open and comments are encouraged and appreciated.
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Amber walked in the door and tossed her keys on the table, breathing a sigh of relief that classes were done for the semester. 

She pulled the band from her hair and let the blonde flow over her shoulders. She was alone in the dorm, her roommates had taken off to one party or another, so she immediately stripped down on her way to the bedroom and threw on a pair of pink booty shorts with the word JUICY slapped across the ass and a tank top with no bra. She was insecure about the size of her tits, but it felt fantastic to let them breathe after a long day.

She fell back on the couch and turned on the Tele, but no sooner did her head hit the pillows on the couch then she heard a knock at the door. “Dammit” she muttered to herself as she got back up.

I grab his hand and pull him in with me, pin him against the wall. [25F]

So earlier today I was in class, not paying attention, when the Vegas moonlighting client … we’ll call him RichieRich … sent me an email and asked for a last minute booking for this weekend.

I haven’t had sex since I came back from Vegas and RichieRich has been showering me with money and gifts on a daily basis. This has been making me hornier and hornier.

I gave him a number worthy of the title RichieRich. He agreed and paid in full via ETH within minutes.

My bank account gushed and had orgasms on cue.

I desperately fought the urge to touch myself in class. The numbers in my bank account are turning me on. This is all my fault with my rule of not contacting fuck buddies first.

RichieRich is also giving me anxiety. This is beyond fuck you money. What if I fuck things up.

I needed a dick inside me on an urgent basis. I needed to feel worthless. Just to keep myself grounded.

Well. Beggars can’t be choosers. As they say.

This particular class is dominated by vaginas. Very few dicks. There is a nerdy guy sitting next to me.

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Pt1. The Taming Of

Found this in the depth of my phone notes. A 7 part story of sex, bondage and suspense.
Written to a lady friend many years ago, her feed back was positive.
I’ll post the other parts if there’s interest.
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The task force rushed down the street, 3 men each in identical tight white teeshirts and tight blue jeans, each man was ginger with well kept hair and varying lengths of facial hair. Behind the first 3 men came a man with a longer beard this man was wearing a vest and seed to have larger muscles than the first 3 men. Each man appeared to have a large bulge in his jeans and was carrying various forms of restraints. At the top of the streey stood another 3 men, all 7 men were heavily tattooed and all seemed to be concentrating on a single line female who was standing in the street with a feisty air.

[M4F] Tuned In: Picked Up Her Signal

An anthropology class. One I enjoyed because the teacher’s passion was so great. The subject matter was her doctoral thesis topic, the culture of the ǃKung people the remarkably gracile tribe of hunter gatherers who live in the western Kalahari desert. You may have encountered these people and their place in the South African film, The Gods Must Be Crazy. Interesting people.

I noticed you across the room. Eyes sort of looking nowhere betraying your total disconnect from the classroom goings on. How did I know? Well you didn’t seem to be looking at the professor or at your notes on your desk. You were almost lost in some middle distance glazed stare. Your back was slightly arched. Your feet flat on the ground, wider stance than one might expect would be comfortable. I noticed the pulsing vein in your long graceful neck. The slightly blotchy flush in your neck and cheeks.

Then it dawned on me. Were you self hypnotizing yourself into sexual arousal. Maybe that’s too mystical but you look flushed and aroused without rocking or bucking or touching yourself between your legs. I feel certain I’ve noticed you meandering through the last moments before an orgasm. Then your neck blooms w spreading blotchy pink and that slightly blue vein in your neck is pulsing prominently.

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28[F4M] NV Daddy’s Little Whore💜. [Married to Crime.]

Hello there 18+ or 20+ please. Read everything. Long term.

(Read all please.) (Preferred age for the Top 30-40.)

(Looking for someone can match my writing style or close enough for this rp. Please DM with kinks and limits. Your Character (prefer height 6′ or over and a opening or your own reply to the starter.)(Raceplay included.)(Come with your best starter or detail of your character.) (I also have other prompts might catch your eyes.)

“You don’t know what you did, did to me. Your body lightweight speaks to me. I don’t know what you did, did to me. I found it hard to find someone like you, I’ve been goin’ through some things. I don’t wanna give you the wrong impression
I need love and affection
And I hope I’m not sounding too desperate. I need love and affection.”
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“Emmy. My sweet Em… How many times have I told you to behave? Huh? You can’t keep acting out when it involves Daddy’s money. You scared off a valuable customer. He literally thought you where going to cut his hand off. I told you so many times… I won’t let them touch you but, I need you to behave…” Grabbing my chin you tilted my head up to you. My eyes half focused and half glossed over. My body lay on our big king sized bed we shared.

A Wolf’s Rage Chapter 05

LEGAL DECLARATION:

This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain.

All characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.

The situations described in this story are for the sole purpose of entertaining the reader. Events and Characters in the story are completely fictional and any resemblance to real world persons or events are purely coincidental.

Previous Chapters of this Story are available on this subreddit. You can access the Previous Chapters of this Story by scrolling through the past posts of this Subreddit.

Or you can access the Previous Chapters of this Story by visiting my Profile Page where I’ve arranged the Previous Chapters of this Story in an Easy to Access Format.

STORY:

When Matt came home only his mother was home. He went over and hugged her and her intoxicating scent aroused him.

“Mom, she said yes, Mom. Dani said yes. She said that she’ll help me during the full moon.”

“That’s great news, Matt.”

“There was one problem though.”

“What was it?”

“I kind of converted her sister into a “mate”.”

“WHAT?”

“Mom, don’t shout.”

“Sorry, but what?”

Be careful what you wish for

Well, my lady, “Lisette,” was actually quite prudish and reserved, for the most part, but she used to let me take pictures of her in outfits i would pick out for her. She had long, muscular legs, an impossibly firm ass, pouty, full lips, olive complexion and the most lustrous, thick, mid-back length hair I’ve ever seen. She would come over to my place and I’d ask her to “model” the various clothes (mostly sheer, or fishnet tops, no bra, and a thong or just thigh highs with no panties}. She called me one evening and said she wanted to come by and try on some new outfits she’d gotten. I said I’d love for her to come by, but my roommate, “Mick.,” was home. Much to my surprise, she replied with a terse, “So! I don’t care!” I was a bit shocked at her boldness, but it was extremely arousing thinking about her getting into those erotic outfits while Mick was there.

[FPOV][MF][Virgin] Lucy tells you about her first time [Extract from The Daedalus Project]

*Lucy’s office.*

*She’s sitting at the other side of the desk. Cards in one hand, a glass of liquor in the other. You’ve won this Blackjack round. It’s your time to ask the truth or dare. She says “truth”. You raise your question.*

– Tell me about your first time

– Oh, we’re getting spicy, aren’t we? Well, that was a long time ago. It was right here in this office. No judging!

– I’m not! I promise. I won’t say anything. I also know how to keep a secret.

– Okay, then. Here it goes…

I was getting started at this job as a supervisor. I was young and inexperienced, but I still tried my best. He was a field agent, just like you. His name was James and he was much older than me… Perhaps around 15 or 20 years older. Regardless, he was very handsome in a classical way; tall, athletic, wide chest, nice buttocks, big brown eyes and grayish hair. I could tell he was very interested in me since we met. I could see it in his eyes… The way he stared at me and followed me around with his gaze. Sometimes he would even come to visit and bring me some kind of silly present like chocolates or wine.

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NNN Day 12: Futa Formula. [F25][solo][masturbation][Futa][Cumming][Growoing a dick]

*drink me* the small white label read.

“Seriously?” I said aloud to the void. I rolled my eyes and popped the cork of the small glass bottle. The liquid inside was a deep purple that smelt faintly of elderberries. I put the glass to my lips and let the foul-tasting liquid drop down my throat.

Two things happened. I felt hot, really, REALLY hot. Like a wave of Sahara heat had washed through my core. I dropped to my knees, groaning in sexual frustration.

The second thing that happened was I felt my pubic area suddenly explode with an excess of flesh, forming into a large, thick cock. A flesh pink head throbbing with need atop a thick shaft with pulsing veins fit to burst with wanton abandon.

Without thinking I grabbed the shaft between my thin fingers and began pumping it up and down, jerking myself off. Each fast pump on my hardening shaft sent a shot of intense pleasure through my body. My other hand reached down to my dripping pussy, pushing in two fingers into my sopping wet hole. I was breathing hard, my body was tense with need. All I could think about was my own orgasm. The world around me seemed to blank out of existence.