A Day at the Lake Part Two [DD/lg] [D/s] [edging] [spanking]

I walk down the main street with my hand in Papa Bear’s fingers. I smile when I see my favorite ice cream place and the little bell twinkles as we enter the parlor. The traditional red and white diner aesthetic makes me smile. The white hat wearing employees smile as we take a seat by the window and I look at the menu.

“What would my little bear like?” Papa Bear smiles at me when we sit. “Papa Bear feels like a burger and fries. Maybe a milkshake.”

“Can I have a milkshake?”

“Of course,” Papa Bear strokes my hair and cheek.

A bright and smiley waiter comes over with a pad and a pen. “What can I get ya?”

Papa Bear orders his food and I wait for him to order mine to, but he doesn’t.

“What about you little bear? Go ahead.” His smile is bright and open.

“Umm…” I look at the menu, “Can I have…” I feel the butterfly flutter and I stop. I look over at Papa Bear as he looks at the back of the menu.

“I…” the butterfly stops. “Can I have a chicken salad and a strawberry milkshake?”

Wife’s friend helps with their marriage [FF+M] [Masturbation] [Sharing] [Oral]

*This story looks longer than it is because of the layout so don’t let that put you off reading, it is only about 7 or 8 mins long. I am intrigued to know if people like this format though, and whether it works well. Let me know in the comments. If it does then I’d be happy to see where Susan and Rob’s marriage goes?*

Susan: Hi babe, how’s your day going?

Rob: Good, busy, you?

Susan: Nice. Round at Jane’s for lunch. Glass of wine ;)

Rob: lol you need a job. It’s 2pm!

Susan: You have the job, I have the kids, that was the deal!

Rob: And… where are the kids while you ‘lunch’?

Susan: Mums lol. She wanted to take them to the park.

Susan: I wanted to ask you something?

Rob: Uh oh?

Susan: Funny guy! The other night. I asked if I was enough. You paused?

Rob: Is now the time, feels like a back at home conversation. How much have you had to drink?

Susan: More than a little, less than a lot.

Susan: Why did you pause. Be honest. Am I?

Tobias the Tempter [Horrorotica]

A cool gust of autumn air blew, whistling through the brightly colored leaves and sending their fallen brethren scattering across the landscape. Tendrils of rust colored hair danced across Remi’s face, tickling her freckled cheeks and catching in her lashes, but she remained motionless, unable to take her powder blue eyes off of the strange figure looming in the corn field.

She’d seen scarecrows before, but none that looked as eerie as this. This one turned her stomach in knots, ice cold dread spreading over her pale skin.

The wind continued to blow, harder now, howling viciously in her ear as if to warn her away. The Straw Man twitched in the breeze, giving it a terrifying sense of vitality – as if it were living and breathing just as she was.

It unnerved her and she felt her fight or flight response kicking in.

She was running back toward the old, weathered farmhouse before her brain could register the action, not daring to cast a glance back toward the tatterdemalion. Her bare feet slapped loudly against the worn wood of the porch as she bounded up the steps, not stopping until she was through the door and safely inside the confines of the family home.

Isabella: Used and Abused [PART 7] (gang bang, non-con, punishment)

**Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction. All depictions of rape, violence and other illegal behaviours are merely fantasy. This writer does not condone sexual violence of any kind.**

*About Author: 21, F, Uni student, Australia*

PART 7

It was a beautiful night – a perfectly round moon bathed the deserted University in a soft glow. The campus – normally bustling with life – was now a bone-white carcass in the moonlight. Isabella’s head was encased in a black leather hood, and thus she was unable to appreciate the way the stars speckled across the velvet night sky. In fact, the full gimp mask only had openings for her nose and mouth, rendering her completely blind and directionless as she stumbled across the uneven cobblestone in her platform heels. Isabella’s only guide was the pull of the leash attached to her collar, forcing her to clip-clop obediently behind Professor Tasgonne like a prized horse. To complete the look, the butt plug embedded in her ass had a long fluffy tail which reached the back of her knees and swished when she moved. There was also a small, but powerful, bullet vibrator buzzing away inside her wet pussy.

Connors lesson. [FM, blackmail, female dom, light bondage]

I was moving back to my hometown, I was looking forward to it because most of my friend still lived there. One of my friend Connor said that he had been looking for a roommate because is house were just too big for one person.
And if I were considering saving some money on the living situation, he would prefer to live with someone he knew.
I was a bit apprehensive, because I knew he had a little crush on me before I moved away, but he seemed to be over it and I decided to take him up on his offer.

The first few months were uneventful, we got along great as roommates. However, I have started to realise that things in my room had been moved, and a few of my prettiest panties had disappeared and I had this feeling of being watched. I had no real proof so I decided to snoop an evening I knew he was working late.
I was horrified to find three small hidden cameras, two in my bedroom and one in the bathroom. When I removed the memory cards I was so embarrassed to see everything that was captured, but it also included him stealing some of my used underwear.

I Want to be Your Dog: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines [Supernatural] [BDSM] [MFf] [Petplay] [Humiliation]

I Want to be Your Dog: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

By Dmitri Storm

(Author’s Note: The Transylvanian Concubines are loosely connected and can typically be read in any order. With that said, I feel this story really benefits from reading Bark at the Moon first, [found here](https://redd.it/ohkll8). The events will still make sense without reading Bark at the Moon, but a lot of context is laid out there. Stay kinky, stay creepy.)

Gwen woke up in a small cage. It was too small to stand or move in, barely large enough for Gwen at all. She frantically looked around her. She was totally naked except for a leather collar with a small charm on it and a leash.

She appeared to be in some sort of dungeon. She was surrounded by torches and stone walls. Sitting in a throne in front of her was a regal looking man. He was dressed in the height of Continental fashion and was, Gwen had to confess, rather handsome. The man held three chain leashes, each connected to a collar around the neck of a girl kneeling before him. The girls looked up at him fawningly, three beautiful porcelain skinned beauties, two dark haired and a haughty looking blonde one. Seeing the blonde girl, memories came flooding back to Gwen. The Pale Lady…

The aging man and the young, pregnant wife. [cheat]

My neighborhood is composed mostly that of people who work, so I don’t know many of the people. One day while I was doing my daily walk I saw a new family moving in a few blocks from my house. I stopped to chat and welcome them to the area.

The husband was a tall lanky fellow, about 6’2” tall with brown hair and brown eyes and weighing probably 170 pounds soaking wet. He was an average looking fellow, with thick eyeglasses. He introduced himself as Dwayne. With him was a young girl of about three years of age named Frida. A cute little thing, also brown hair and eyes. As we were talking, a very pregnant young woman came out with a telephone, telling him it was for him. He introduced her as his wife Amanda. She was very quiet, did say the baby was due in two weeks and this was not the ideal time to move. Amanda was about 5’4” tall, and probably minus the baby would weigh 125 pounds. She was cute in folksy sort of way, and had a nice smile and good teeth. We talked a few minutes and I told them where I lived and that if they needed anything to give me a call. I was always available.

Love meeting new people [FM]

Hi! I’m going to try this one more time since the last time I just got a lot of DMs from people trying to flirt with me, or looking for a relationship. I’m a 25 year old female from the United States. I would like to make some new friends from around the country and world! I feel lonely time to time and it would be nice to have new people to chat with

(23 F Indian Muslim) The time I sexted with my Bf’s friend and sent him a picture of my tits ….or I thought I did.

Me and my LDR Bf are very communicative with each other and has talked about every fantasy there is. One day suddenly he goes like how the rush would feel like If i was to live one of those fantasy and actually sext one of his friend. I somehow agree to the plan and he said he has shared my snapchat username with his friend and he will contact me.

Since the guy was trusted by my bf I accepted the chat request when I got one and very soon we were chatting dirty. I had a fulfilling chatting experience with him and as a reward to get me to cum I felt it was okay for me to show his friend my 34 B cups. The rush was great considering I was sexting my bf’s friend with his permission.

After the session me and my bf had a good discussion about it where he told me it was indeed him who was chatting with me from a new snapchat account he created for this very purpose. He wanted me to feel the rush when talking dirty to a stranger. I truly love him for this and gawd my pussy was so wet because of this.