The Rabbit Hole Part 12 [FF] [Mind Control] [Hypnosis] [BDSM] [Doll] [Blank]

**Chapter 12: Submit to the Procedure**

**Penny**

Part of Penny’s mind heard the click of the phone. The rest of her could only hear the silence.

“Hello?” she asked but knew the answer.

Nothing. There was nothing. She called the number back. It was the same motel, but she didn’t know Nadia’s room number. She had resisted before, but now she could be there in minutes and make the staff tell her where Nadia was. She didn’t need to be good anymore. Her Dolly was so close, just out of her fingertips.

And she loved her. Was that true? Penny wanted it to be true. More than anything, she wanted someone to see her for who she really was. She wanted someone to see the monstrous parts of her but not call her a monster. Could Nadia be that person? Could she see the broken pieces of Penny and not just tolerate them, but want them?

*No,* said a voice of iron. *No one wants the scraps of you.*

Penny shivered. She threw off the covers of the bed and got up, pacing around the room with her hands over her ears.

BDSM was Sexier than I had Expected

BDSM was the last thing on my mind when I met my husband.

Dave and I had been neighbours for ten years before we started dating. We had spoken on numerous occasions, but he was slow at asking me out.

In fact, he never did. When Dave needed a date for the prom, his mother came over to the house and asked me if I was interested. I wasn’t because Dave hadn’t asked himself.

We had a great time at the dance. I saw that he wanted to kiss me but was shy. He pecked my cheek when he walked me to the door and blushed. I wished I had gotten more.

Our wedding day was a year after we graduated from varsity. He admitted to me on our honeymoon that it was his first time. It was mine as well.

After being married for 23 years, I needed to spice up my life. We were 45 years old, with no children and had missionary sex once a week.

Dave was an accountant since graduation, and I had resigned from the administration job eight years ago to be a housewive. The first week at home showed me that I was going to be bored out of my mind.

A Chance Encounter [MF] [Rape/Nonconsensual] [DDLG]

I absentmindedly wandered the aisles of the grocery store, casually leaning forward on the handle of the old shopping cart.

I was in no hurry to get back. Oh the holidays. Oh family.

I wish Violet had come. She was this little blonde I had been toying with since she was 19. God, I used to have that little girl wrapped around my finger. She would do anything for me. Anything for her Daddy.

Anytime I wanted her she was just a text away. No matter the time or day. I tried everything on that girl. She was my experimental piece. My first “little girl.” So to speak. So I was a bit sloppy in my means of manipulation.

Then, one fateful night, while she was riding me, she, while maintaining the act, began sobbing and proclaiming her love to me. “I’m in love with you! I’m in love with you!”

Violet was drunk. and so was I. And my response to that sudden, sobbing proclamation of love with her tits bouncing in my face was messy to say the least. A mix of consoling, avoiding, and awkward cuddling was not what I had in mind when I picked her up outside her dorm, but it was how the night went.

Expectations

The door is leaned slightly so that I can enter quickly. It is warm in your apartment and I let my coat slide down my shoulders. Underneath I wear black lace underwear, which shows off my slender body and small breasts well. You have already told me what will happen now. You will come closer from the shadow, admire my body and kiss me passionately. So skilfully that I will fall for you almost instantly. It will be difficult for me to find a foothold on my high heels but your strong arms will hold me. So tightly embraced we will move on and on towards the bedroom. You will gently lay me down on the bed and feel along my body with your hands. I will wriggle and breathe a little faster for a moment. Then you will kneel in front of me, spread my legs and carefully kiss me down there. And even before you have pushed deeply into me for the first time, I will have orgasmed at least once.

Drunk at a hotel [MF]

I finally settle down in my hotel room after a bit if a night out with my work colleagues.  We are away for a conference and we’ve had a night of hilarity and drinks after dinner. I’m just about to text you something naughty when the phone begins to ring and I see your sexy face brooding up at me from the caller ID.  I answer with a smile, telling you I was just thinking about you.

“What room are you in?” you ask me quietly.

Confused, I ask you what you mean, not sure I’d even told you I was at the hotel tonight.

“What room are you in. At the hotel. Quickly” you repeat. Still confused, I tell you my room number and you hang up on me. I stare at my phone in my drunken stupor wondering what just happened.

Almost immediately I hear a knock at the door. I look down at myself, I’m naked in bed, in no state to be answering the door. I pull the blanket off the bed and wrap it around myself and pad to the door, opening it a crack to see who is there. To my surprise, there you are leaning against the door jam. I open the door wide grinning, and pull you inside. 

A Wife Hesitates to be Watched- Her bisexual stepfather persuades her.

Laura stretched her slim, 28-year-old body as her husband kissed his way from Laura’s breasts to her navel. They were both naked, in their bedroom beside the pool of the rented holiday villa. It was midnight. Laura looked up at the ceiling and allowed herself to relax, even though she wondered if Matt was cheating on her again. She knew the first time he’d fucked the woman, a neighbour in the next street back home. Laura had smelt the women’s perfume on him.

She hadn’t said anything. Laura reckoned, though, that Matt had done it again many times – screwed the same neighbour – and Laura wondered if she ought to have a showdown or quietly ignore it and hope Matt would get bored of her.

Matt kissed the beginning of Laura’s pubic hair, a hark neatly trimmed strip that ran to her clit. He whispered, ”Imagine we’re being watched, Laura. There’s someone we know who’s in the room.”

She fantasised aloud who it might be. ”Another man? Is he naked?”

”Yes. A man who fancies you. He wants to undress. Shall we let him?”

Holiday Threesome- A married couple invites a friend over for holiday fun.

Two and a half years into the stag-vixen lifestyle, James and Ann had established a good rhythm. Their relationship between the two of them was as strong as ever – if not stronger – and they were enjoying a lot more excitement than most parents in their mid-30s enjoyed. Even amid the pandemic of 2020, the couple managed to ease back into a safe and fun lifestyle as they continued to carefully select partners with whom to share Ann.

Since beginning this way of life, James had shared Ann with what had to be at least a dozen men. Most of them were people the couple first met online and developed a relationship through chatting until a level of comfort was reached where they would meet, often to have group sex. There were a couple anomalies where James and Ann met someone local in public, and the events of the night led to bringing the lucky gentleman to a hotel with them and giving him a night he would never forget. Still fewer of the participants, two to be exact, were friends of James’s prior to this exploration of group sex with his wife.

Dance with Me- A couple enjoy a dance that escalates.

They sit side by side on the slate of the fireplace enjoying the happy crackling warmth of the flames behind them. Their conversation flows as easily as the wine they sip as they share stories late into the evening. Her emerald green hair falls in her face and he raises a hand to tuck it behind her ear. She bites her lip, suddenly shy at his touch, but smiles … shifts closer.

Their glasses empty, he takes them to the kitchen, places them in the sink. She stands, smooths her simple black dress, and watches the snow fall through the windows. The white blanket, as yet unmarred, spreads out before her – smooth and pristine.

The silence is replaced by a soft melody drifting toward her. She turns to find him standing there, hand outstretched wearing a welcoming smile. “Dance with me.”

As the soulful song surrounds them they move toward one another, eyes meeting long before bodies, his the blue of the sky, hers the blue of the sea yet swirling with the same storm. His broad palm moves to the small of her back. She takes a steadying breath and places her left hand on his shoulder. He takes her right hand in his and gives it an encouraging squeeze before guiding her across the floor.

A Christmas Tease

He wakes her up gently. “Sweetheart, it’s time to wake up. Santa was here.”

She pushes her hair out of her face and opens her eyes squinting. Moaning the sleep away. Rubbing the sand out of her eyes. She’s most beautiful is this natural state of hers.

After a few moments she can open her eyes enough to see her first gift: a Santa’s hat hanging off of the erection of her lover.

She blushes and giggles. She covers her face with both hands and he softly pulls them away to gently kiss her.

As the kisses keep coming, they become more passionate. Harder. Sexier. He’s now grabbing her cheek with one hand and the other is on the bed, next to her.

The Santa hat slides off of his shaft and hits the floor. He lifts from her face to look down at his exposed cock.

“Oops,” he says teasing her with his voice.

She smiles and reaches to grab his cock. She slowly strokes it as she begins to kiss him again. His hard cock is so smooth and the head is so soft. The vein being teased by her thump rubbing along the visible trail.

The Unfortunate Secret of my Wife Part 5 [Cuckolding] [Cheating]

My brain couldn’t process what I was seeing initially, it was having a hard time believing the woman whom I had married Bell was actually a girl like this. Allowing herself to be sexualized in such a way being grinded on from the front and back by these men. I could see the huge bulges on the front of their crotches for the small moments they pulled back, before they pressed themselves back onto my wife’s stomach and ass. I had no doubt she could feel just how hard those men were pressing onto her body like that. Yet the look on her face showed that she was having a good time doing things like this.

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My eyes couldn’t tear away from the sight of her being sandwhiched between the bodies of 2 hulking men, yet it was moments later as I watch one of the other women in the home walked over to the man that was grinding on her ass. She was a brunette and her figure was gorgeous as well and no doubt I cant imagine how fantastic she would look naked. She leaned up to whisper something into his ear before I watch as he gave a big grin while pulling back from Bell’s body giving her ass a spank before taking the hand of the brunette and started to head down the hallway where the sounds of all the women moaning out were emanating from. The man grinding her from the front seeing how her ass was free now spun my wife around placing her ass right on top of his crotch as they started to grind on each other again.