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Swimming Class Gone Wrong Day 1

Tia has just turned 18. You could say she is in her late teens just by looking at her. Tall, and slim, she had a full ass and big round titties, bouncing around as she was hopping here and there all the time. Her resolution for 18th year was to learn guitar and swimming. Both were difficult, they didn’t have a swimming pool in their house, or a public one in proximity, not a guitar. Her dad had promised to buy her a guitar though, but there was apparently no solution to the swimming pool problem. She had asked everyone she knew, and her mum, Mrs Desai, suggested, she should ask Mr. Gupte, her colleague, who lived over the next block. Mr. Gupte was in for tea at their place, when Tua raised the question, and voila, he had the most perfect solution! Not did he only have a swimming pool in his backyard, but in his youth, he had been an instructor as well. He would be training her for free, just that, as he said it, “I am a strict instructor, and I expect absolute obedience. Anything falls short, and it is over.” He probably might have read the desperation in Tia’s eyes before saying that. Tia was more than eager. Read more »

The storm [M/F] [poetry] [romantic]

His fingers tracing up and down my spine like a light rain flowing over my skin.
The gentle whoosh of his breath in my ear.
The twinkle in his eyes
So like the sky.
If he is the sky, I am the earth, and I am desperate to be flooded.
The weight of his body on top of me feels like the heaviness of clouds before a storm
The lightning running across our skin
As he explores the earth while I stargaze.

The teasing.
The buildup of atmospheric pressure as the moment of anticipation grows.
His fingers reach down and the feeling of his fingertip brushing my clit
Gently
So gently
Like a breeze, building to a gust, building to a strong wind.
I wonder if, when the earth trembles, she is quaking from pleasure?
When she opens herself up, I wonder if it’s for the same reason I am opening my legs to my own night sky.
Finally, the breaking of the tension is announced by the rumbling of thunder as he growls
“You want to be filled with Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”
I wonder if
When the crashing of an earthquake echoes through the mountains
When the earth loses control of herself
When the rivers rush and the boulders fall
Maybe that’s how she screams
“Yes”
And I let the storm overpower me.

That Time I Joined an Alien Harem, Chapter 4: The Measure of a Woman

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The story so far: taken to the occupying alien empire’s orbital fortress, our lovely hero has been forced to submit to the tender attentions of a froglike alien doctor, who is determined to assess what their value to the imperial harem might be…

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Cw: bondage, medical examination, molestation, threats of rape

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The gangly, four armed alien doctor releases me from my transport cart. My naked skin is sore where I struggled against the bonds on my waist and ankles. As I step down, they point to a platform in the center of the room.

“Stand here.”

Their finger curls around the edge of their pad and presses a button. The door closest to me opens up. Beyond there’s an empty hallway that curves away with the arc of the station. I bolt.

I’m halfway to the door when I feel long, thick fingers in sets of three close around both my wrists and neck. The doctor drags me back with incredible strength, like the long, wiry body is one big muscle. I’m forced onto the platform without much effort. They’re only using three of their four arms. The other’s behind their back. Read more »

Breaking the Boy part 7: the statue game [M/F] [Femdom]

Lisa and James look at each other, then at me. I can see they don’t know what to say. I have never been so ashamed in my life. My hands are shaking, and I clasp them together under the table. What if they don’t want to be friends with me any more? What if they think I’m a freak? The remains of a MacDonalds sit on the table between us. I haven’t really touched mine. I wasn’t hungry.

“Female domination?” says Lisa. “Wow.”

“I mean, I always knew there was something,” says James. “You never talked about sex much. To be honest, I always assumed you had some sort of conflicted lesbian thing going on. I thought about trying to get you to open up a couple of times, but I figured you’d tell me when you were ready.”

“You mean that guy is into getting tied up?” says Lisa. I decide to avoid this question and respond to James instead. Alex was okay with me telling Lisa and James I was dominant – and aware of the resulting assumptions that would be made about him – but he didn’t want me to share any details. Read more »

Alternate Reality

I wake in a state of ecstasy, my pelvis spasming, my thighs slippery with a flood of moisture. I lie there, in a tangle of sheets, a sheen of sweat covering my naked body, confused. You were there, I could feel your hands on me, smell your skin, the humid puff of your breath against my ear as you wrapped your body around mine. The thrust of your length inside me, the feel of sharp teeth against the muscles of my neck, marking me, claiming me. It was all real. Frustrated hot tears blur my eyesight as I lay there trying to breathe, trying to keep my throat from closing up. After a few moments I manage to calm myself and walk to the bathroom. I’m washing the salt from my face and look up, meeting my own red, puffy eyes in the mirror, berating myself for being so devastated over a dream, when something catches my notice. I reach for my neck on a gasp, where perfect serrated crescents mar white skin. Dumbfounded, I look down at my wrists, to rope marks with no origin.

Apr 20, 2020

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Rulse

1. Follow Instructions. Being a good sub is about following instructions. It’s that simple. The entire point is for me to eventually reward you for being obedient by allowing you to have your fix – whatever that fix may be. I get off on the control, you get off on being controlled. This is the core of it.
2. Be clean. I can’t stress this enough. Trim your nails. Keep them clean. Dress neatly. Good grooming. Don’t make my tasks for you be things like “get a haircut!” Just because you are not someone I would fuck doesn’t mean I am fine with you not being the most attractive version of your pathetic self.
3. Never lie to me. Just be honest. If something isn’t working for you then don’t lie and try to trick me. This whole thing is mutual – you want to be controlled in the way you want to be controlled. And this is a 2 way street – if I don’t find the control you give me intriguing, I’m not going to want to participate, so I’ll be honest with you too.
4. Money. Unless it’s your fetish to have me spend all of your money, I’m not ever going to demand you just start paying my bills or anything of that sort. Still, if you’re working two jobs in order to meet your financial obligations, then you probably don’t have time for a 23-year old vixen to control your life. I do expect you to subscribe to my OF and keep up to date with everything I’m doing. You had better be my biggest fan!
5. Dating. We are not dating. Our relationship is different but still very real. That being said, just follow rule number 3. I never EVER want to get a call from some girl thinking her guy is cheating. I don’t need the BS. I have Dom’d a couple before and, honestly, it’s too messy. Being a Dom is a set hierarchy and the couple thing doesn’t work unless there is a set hierarchy within the couple ie the man is subservient to his girlfriend. These things usually involve cucking, which I will happily participate just as long as the hierarchy is maintained. That being said, I’ve done things with my sub and my Dom at the same time. I can make my sub grovel at the foot of the bed while I get fucked by a real man. I can make him clean up afterwards. Then my Dom can instruct me on how to deliver instructions, punishments, and treats to my sub.
6. Texting. I understand that you have a job. A life. Responsibilities. But we’re all on our phones the majority of the day. I’m tolerant to a 2 hour reply but not much more than that. Honestly, in most cases, you should be texting me back within 1 minute. I’m going to want daily contact which is important if I’’m going to control certain agreed upon things in your life. And the interaction is key. Checkins in the morning and at night are important. Tasks will be assigned and I’m not tolerant of failure. I’ve let a sub go a whole month without cumming for not following instructions and, to be honest, when I finally did let him cum it was a crazy amount of jizz and I know he wasn’t lying.
7. Sex. You will never fuck me. Never. I’ve fucked my subs in the past and the whole thing usually falls apart right after. My authority to control your orgasm goes right out the window. I’ll allow you to jerk off but only with my permission. On a rare occasion, I’ll jerk you off but it’s going to have to be a reward for something exceptional. And I probably won’t jerk you off to completion. I’ll have to make yourself cum after I’ve sufficiently teased you. Remember, I truly don’t see you as someone I want to fuck. I’m not attracted to you. Otherwise, I’d be fucking you.
8. Pain. Nothing that’s going to land you in the hospital. I’m not going to stand on your balls in my stiletto heels and then have to explain in the ER how you got seriously hurt. If that is your thing, then we’re not going to work out. But anything that doesn’t require stitches or a ride in the ambulance is a punishment I enjoy delivering. Being a sub is mostly about the control being given to one specific person you idolize. I do not let people bottom from the top with me. You are not going to be the one calling the shots while pretending to bottom. I don’t do permanent cock cages unless the sub is pretty insistent on wearing one. I don’t want to find out you needed to be rushed to the ER to cut the cage off you and I had the only key. Plus it’s impossible to keep those things completely clean when you’re wearing it all day, every day.
9. Pegging. Yes, I’m going to peg you. I know what I’m doing and you’re my bitch…. And you’re going to love it. Being penetrated is the most intimate act possible and to experience that as a sub is one of the most fulfilling sexual experiences you will ever enjoy. I could write an entire post on this subject.
10. I will give you a pet name. And when I say, “bun bun, jump!”, your answer should be “yes, my queen. How high?” Read more »

Training the Office Slacker [anal rape] [discipline] [femdom] [boss and employee] [pegging] [forced orgasm]

Jane was exasperated. Her new hire, Adam, a college graduate with little experience working, was driving her mad. He needed coaching and hand-holding for every little task–refilling a stapler, answering the multi-line phone, scanning and correctly labeling files in the computer, arriving to work on time, wearing appropriate clothing, interacting with the opposite sex without making off-color sexual comments. He was virtually helpless, but he was the son of a friend of the CEO’s and nepotism got him a coveted and cushy desk job with a fabulous salary and incredible benefits. He was so uniquely unqualified for this work that it was almost comical, or would be if his fuckups didn’t take up so much of her precious time. She’d had enough, and scheduled a disciplinary meeting for the last hour of the day.

She could see Adam out the corner of her eye, dicking around on his phone instead of completing the tasks assigned to him that day. He knew he was unfireable. No one would dare. But Jane wasn’t easily discouraged. So at 4:11 pm when Adam sauntered into her office and plopped himself in a chair opposite her, she steeled herself. All her white-hot rage was channeled into an icy stare, a frozen smile and neutral voice: “Thank you for joining me.” Read more »

Tied and Teased

*My hands pull on your hair and pull your head back as I whisper into your ear:*

**”You’ve been a very naughty girl”**

*I peck a kiss and nibble down the back of your neck and then pull away . . .*
*I tie your hair up in a bun and tuck the fringes under your ears I run my hands down your neck . . .*
*I grope your breasts over your tank top and run the tips of my fingers around your nipples . . .*
*I pull your shorts and panties down to your feet (removing them ) as I whisper into your ear*

**”Bend over . . . “** Read more »

Neighbor busted our 3Way

DISCLAIMER: I’m a terrible writer so please go easy on me.

This happened many many years ago, but still sticks out to me as one of the craziest and funniest things that I’ve ever experienced. To give you a little background, it involved me (24M), my wife (21F) and my best friend (M25) from high school. We were all in our early twenties, very close, good friends, extremely horny and through a fluke involving lots of alcohol ended up having a threesome. It was so erotic and effortless that I believe we became somewhat addicted. I can’t even give you an honest estimate of how many times we’ve all hooked up since it became quite a regular thing for quite a few years.

Anyway, my friend was married also and sometimes had minimal time to play, so one particular summer evening he was to visit/fuck we decided to get started just prior to him arriving to save time. When he arrived we were already naked playing on the living room floor. He walks right in, rips off his clothes, joins in and we all go to town immediately. Read more »