[m4F] Writer completely under your control – I have to write whatever you desire…

Forced to write erotic fiction for you or roleplay, I’m not allowed to orgasm without your permission. You control whether I get release depending on whether you’re happy with my work. I’m very eager to please, and will do whatever you command. I’ve attached an example of my work to give an idea of my writing.

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To serve in the bathhouse of a Roman noblewoman is the highest honor that a slave can hope for. It is a position of trust and confidence. I stand, waiting patiently for my Mistress. My oiled body is naked except for a gold ring that encircles the root of my penis and a fine gold chain around my waist. They are at once a symbol of my trusted status as one of Domina’s household slaves, and a reminder that my perfumed body is for her pleasure alone.

The oil lamps gutter and smoke, giving a warm and intimate light to the chamber. The incense burners add their own perfume to the air, already heavy with steam from the hot water in the baths. I hear her footfall, and stand to attention, bowing my head in respect as Domina enters the bath chamber.

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Part 1 – The Beginning [M/MF+] [HUMIL]

I’ve published a FREE short story called Twelve Maxbridge Street, by M. H. Keplar, but try though I might I haven’t been able to get any feedback at all. I’d love some! I’ll publish this a chapter a day. Lemme know, positive or negative, doesn’t matter!

Thanks,

AG

THE BEGINNING

He looked around his spacious, spare, perfect office. One of the perfect things was the large picture window overlooking the park across the street, just now leafing out for spring. Another perfect thing was the executive bathroom… not really a bathroom, but roomy enough for a closet and shower. Life was good. He relished his job. He had enough money to comfortably pay for a new, strange experience. And it was five o’clock, time to get ready for that experience. He stood up from his desk and went into the bathroom. A shower was required just as it was if one were going for a thorough physical. Only this time, presumably, there would be many strangers examining him.

Submitting to her everywhim

NSFW

Fantasy with another Redditor ~ Not True Story ~ Just pure desires

She’d been teasing me for weeks now. Every morning, every night. It’s all that’s been on my mind since we started talking. I’ve been waiting for this meet up for so long, I can feel the anxiety building in every nerve in my body. She’ll be here soon, I’m waiting just as she instructed.

I’m in my room, on my knees. Back straight, head down facing my bed, back to the door. Wearing my pink crop top cut at the belly button. It’s about two sizes to small so I couldn’t wear a bra with it. My 32C breasts are struggling to stay in my shirt, I can feel them trying to burst out. My red mini skirt , to match my choker, was not long enough to even cover my ass, my butt plug was showing, the red jewel shimmering in black light. Barefoot, unknown to as why.. it was a bit chilly in my room and wearing so little had given me the shivers for a little while now. I’ve been waiting patiently as she asked. I was instructed not to touch myself until she arrived, which has been horrendously difficult as all I could think about while I waited was all the ways she might take me.

A college professor’s first time being a hotwife – with a student being her bull! [Part 3][Hotwife][Cuckold][Age gap][Older woman younger man]

[Part 1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m0iig3/a_college_professors_first_time_being_a_hotwife/)

[Part 2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m16pq6/a_college_professors_first_time_being_a_hotwife/)

"Don't make me wait now." Drew's voice was back to his commanding tone once again. "Strip!"

I didn't need to be told twice. My hands reach the top of my dress, which was hanging loosely over my breasts, and pull it down, ever so slowly, giving him a slow and sensual undressing visual. Drew remained silent, but his eyes betrayed his lust. I wasn't wearing a bra underneath my dress – which meant that as soon as the dress slid past a certain point, my breasts were unveiled. There they hung, not quite large but not exactly tiny either. I had always been proud of them, but that didn't mean I went around parading them. Except, I was doing exactly the same thing right now.

"Do you like them?" I find myself asking Drew.

"Love 'em!" he replies with a happy smirk, ogling my tits.

Being objectified by your student is not something any professor fantasizes about, but that was my reality in the moment. I couldn't imagine how I'd face Drew in class after this. After this, and everything else we'd end up doing tonight. But that was future me's problem.

The Offer, Part 7/Conclusion

Pt.7/Conclusion – ???

Dan had already decided before this whole thing started that if he were going to be willing to shell out the amount agreed to, he was not only going to get his money’s worth, but to make it memorable for her as well. So far, she had really exceeded his expectations, and it was a shame it had to end. If that were going to be the case, he wanted to make sure that she was properly ‘marked’.

Dan felt his toy pick up her pace and he let her push back into him. She continued to move her hips in a slight twerking motion and he enjoyed the feel of having her move her pussy on his dick. Her juices were really flowing, and her moaning was growing in pitch and frequency. Holding her hips, he slowed to a gentle stop and, holding her firmly at the hip and shoulder, he paused, withdrew as before, then paused again. Seeing that she instantly understood and stopped, Dan thrust *hard* into her…then again….then one more time.

The Offer, Part 6

Pt.6

Dan woke slowly. The fog was slow to clear, and he felt muscle soreness from all the activity of yesterday, but he had no issue with know where he was. Her warmth and the smell of her hair were first up, followed in lockstep with the feel of her satin panties on his dick. It made him smile…and made it ‘firm up’ a bit. He could hear her breathing, she was not awake. He gave her a gentle caress, a brush to the side of some hair. Looking around he could see it was early, he was ahead of the alarm, which was how he wanted it. He was sure his 55 year old dick was leaking, it always did when ‘firm,’ and he eased his hips forward a bit, into her ‘gap’, feeling it push against the bit of fabric that separated them. At that, he felt the woman half his age start to wake.

Ashley-Nicole dreamt that she were deep underwater, her consciousness brightening with the lightness of the water. She knew she was in HIS arms, and felt protected, secure, and warm & it felt nice to have his arm as part of a pillow, and that special something under her ass was especially nice. As she woke she felt it nudging against her, and thought ‘*Dayumm* that feels good’, so she snuggled back into him.

The Offer, Part 5

Pt. 5

Yep, she was going to, Dan told himself, she was going to, and for a third time to boot! Dan *really* liked that he could make his lovers cum, but knowing he was doing this to a girl a bit less than half his age was like he doubled up on the old bucket list! As he had taken the Viagra getting a stiffy was not the issue, but keeping himself from ‘topping out’ too soon, that was the issue. Normally he could slow himself or switch positions to slow his roll, but as Ashley-Nicole’s lithe form was on top and fucking him, it was a lot tougher. She was now kind of ‘twerking’ her hips, and was not really looking down at him as she had before, but rather had her eyes half closed and rolled back almost, and huffing big time. Her hips were moving steadily faster, her muscles were very much tensing, and she was making fast, short movements. Her moans were now little yelps, and Dan had already decided not to stop her, but to let it roll. She was really too far gone to stop anyway, so he enjoyed the look, knowing his dick was buried inside her. He then added just a tiny ‘push’ at the right moment in cycle to her twerking, and it was apparent that was the nudge Ashley-Nicole needed – she was now going over the edge, and it made Dan grin as he held on.

The Offer, Part 4

Pt.4

To say Dan was pleased was an understatement. ‘Well I’m damn-sure getting my money’s worth so far.’ He thought to himself. Since Dan’s divorce more than 5 years ago, he had banged a few women. A few MILFS, but the rest were really just average at best, and all were around his age, so this opportunity was not lost upon him. Getting to fuck a gorgeous woman like this was a true bucket list item. Seeing his dick as he moved in and out of her, feeling her tightness as she yielded to accept him, and knowing that he had given her two orgasms put his ego on 11. Dan had originally thought he was going to go for seconds on another average at best lady that was his age. He had pounded her during his last visit, so he was prepared with rubbers and some blue pills. Although his first performance & load was all him, he was thankful for the blue pills he brought, but that would wait for just a few minutes. For the moment, he enjoyed pulling his little prize in and holding her close. She was thin, sexy, and warm, and he liked that she willingly let him wrap himself around her.

The Offer, Part.3

Pt. 3

Ashley-Nicole thought going into this it was going to be 1-2 quickies and a big payoff. That was wrong, but at the rate this guy was going, it was OK, because she now figured was going to be a Hell-of-a ride. Had he continued in the shower playing with her clit, she would likely have come right there. The other men she’d been with had only been one-orgasm lovers, and it had left her wanting. She had always thought herself to be multi-orgasmic, and with this opportunity, she intended to find out, even if she killed this ‘dad-age’ man. Again, she adored the attention he gave her as they toweled each other off. He added kisses and the like, just showing he was paying attention. What was a real thrill though, was the way, once dry, that he lifted her. His arms weren’t huge, but he was very much in shape, so he lifted her lither frame with ease, and she just naturally allowed her herself to submit and be carried. She liked the way he carefully placed her on the bed and she willingly accepted his tongue in her mouth. She was hungry for him now, and she wanted to feel him inside her.