Slaves of Bucarra pt.1 [M/F] [Hardcore]

*Note: In this story I played a lot with fetishes and stereotypes and how I could fit them in a story, taking inspiration from art and literature I’ve read. In the story all women are very submissive, except for the main character [Selena Dantes](https://imgur.com/a/spROMe9), who I hoped to tell the story around. It’s not finished yet, but how you enjoy the first part.*

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Bucarra, a desolate island that was very warm under the hot sun. An island where slavery was legal and permitted. There were lots of ranches on the island, one which was owned by Baron Sandie, a man of wealth and notoriety. He owned the highest number of slaves on Bucarra. Today was another moment he would visit the market for more. The Baron had broad shoulders, walking with an elegant cane, the head decorated with a golden snake. Not that he needed it. He considered himself as a man of class, dressed in a black suit and tie. His black limo just waited outside, the driver holding the back door open for him. Afterwards they drove off to the market. They arrived shortly, the Baron’s eyes watching the wooden platforms lining up with female slaves on top of them, all chained up from their necks to their wrists and just above their feet. However that’s all they wore. They also had numbers painted on their stomach. The Baron inspected all of them, often shaking his head in disapproval when it came to slaves that weren’t to his taste when he thought their breasts were too small or their hips not wide enough. He liked slaves that had an hourglass figure. His manager, David, walked just behind him and looked to the Baron, “My lord, any slaves to your liking?” He asked.

The Garden of Helena, Part 2 [MFM] [Historical]

The air in her room was cooler than the balcony. Helena took a seat by the bed and waited for the door, pausing to admire herself in the gilt frame mirror that partnered her wardrobe. Of all her friends she was by far the best looking. She caught her breath and calmed her pulse.

What was she doing? She thought. She’d never led a sheltered life, but still, nothing like this. There’d been gossip with her friends, the kind of chatter about suitors in which any unmarried lady, no matter her standing, would engage. For the finer details about the male sex, and sex in general, there had been a particularly knowledge handmaiden a years past, an excellent teacher. But once rumours of Helena’s freedom with certain members of the household had spread to her wider family, there’d been a concerted effort to find her a husband. But what if they were right?

As Helena began to have second thoughts, a knock on the door brought her back to the earthy desires that sent her heart racing.

“Enter.” She calmly uttered.

The two men who stepped in were even taller than Helena had thought, and she stood up to greet them.

Dance [MF] [Public]

Amelia

Amelia stood impatiently in line at the high end dance club she frequented most weekends. It was chilly out and she was dressed appallingly for the the weather. A sheer, tightly fitting crop top stretched across her chest, amplifying the black lacy bra holding her large tits in place. Her black skirt flowed loosely around her upper thighs and balanced precariously around her hips. Peaking out of her skirt were her guarders, clipped to her thigh high stockings trimmed with lace. She also had “forgotten” to wear panties. Indeed, she was cold; and her nipples were hard as rock, providing proof of the cold as they poked out beneath her bra.

She made her way to the front of the line, and the her favorite bouncer looked her over. Her shoulder length red hair was styled in stylish waves, and a dusting of sexy freckles laid across her nose and under her piercing blue eyes. She was an expert at makeup, making her look extremely high end and alluring.

Another night for my dripping pussy [M/F] (Mild Domination, Passionate)

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Hey! Before this story starts, I’d like to mention that only a small percentage of my readers are following, just kidding. But if you do enjoy, please feel free to give me any suggestions! This is kinda a part two to my last post, but you can continue reading anyway with no problem. One last thing, I do appreciate all the positive feedback on my last post, and yes, my stories are real! Unfortunately, I was receiving a lot of DM’s asking me to send nudes and such, which I really wasn’t comfortable with as I am in a relationship right now. I hope that is understandable. Anyway, let’s get started!

25-year old [M] masturbates

In my room alone was I when I became aroused, and that inspired me to remove every article of clothing that I was wearing.

I pulled my t-shirt off over my glasses- exposing my shaved chest that was scrawny, though not emaciated. From that, I proceeded to unbuckle my belt to remove my trousers and underwear at once, revealing my hard, straight, seven-inch long cock with veins visible from just beneath the skin. Finally, I removed my socks- rendering me completely nude except for me wearing glasses.

As I lay on my bed uncovered, I pressed down on the top of my erect penis in amazement of the fact that it felt as hard as bone. A few moments later did I begin moving my hand down my shaft towards its base. It was there where I started rubbing myself in close proximity to my balls. In short order were both hands getting involved into the action, making my cock even harder and elevating my heart rate as the sexual feelings of tension continued to climb. I saw the precum slowly exiting the tip of my phallus as I continued to play with my genital area. In a few moments, the muscles surrounding my balls contracted rhythmically, and in a brief instant so did my penis as my body started pumping out my cum all over my bare chest. The rest of my body participated in the contractions, with my feet vibrating, and I gently sighed in a similar rythm as I relished in my ecstasy.

The Assistant 11 [affair]

The next day was long and busy. They didn’t even have time to shower before getting ready for the night. Kylie did her best with her hair and make-up and put on her dress and heels.

Kylie stayed by Anthony’s side most of the night and took a few notes. One of their conversations led them to a group that included Seth Moorton. He kept eyeing her up during the conversation and once business was done he asked her to dance.

“Oh, thank you, but I’m feeling a bit tired,” Kylie said politely. “It’s been a long day.”

“Come on,” said his colleague. “Just one dance.”

Kylie looked from Seth to Anthony. She bit her lip and handed Anthony her clutch. Seth offered his hand and she took it.

“Did you ask your colleague to help you out?” Kylie asked as they danced. Seth chuckled.

“No,” he said. “Don’t give yourself that much credit. I’m not that desperate.”

“Oh really?” Kylie asked. “Then why do you continue to stalk me at these things?”

“I don’t,” Seth said. Kylie looked at him. She noticed his hand had slid lower down her back.

Fire is coming

The yellow phone on the wall started ringing.
Tommy jumped
Then ran across the kitchen and picked up the receiver
“Hello?” he said, a little out of breath.
Tommy’s father was downstairs in the basement wood shop cutting a piece of clear pine on the table saw.
The sound of the saw was screechingly loud and a big bloom of agitated sawdust was forming in the air.

Tommy’s mother was outside on the front lawn
Tending to a small flower garden

She was visibly upset about her flowers’ condition.

She was observing a black film on the stems and leaves, then trying to wipe this black substance away while running hose water on it, but it was too greasy, and the water wasn’t washing it away.
The front door opened and Tommy appeared behind his mother “Mom, there’s a phone call for you”
Tommy’s mom stood up and turned, the garden hose in her right hand shooting water.
“Who is it?” she asked.
“I don’t know. It’s a man. He said you would know what it’s about”
Tommy’s mom stood frozen for a moment and Tommy saw lines of worry racing across her face.
Something else scrambled into Tommy’s awareness, he saw that the sky was noticeably darker than usual and he saw a huge, red-orange glow moving on the horizon.
Just then, a man appeared running frantically in the street
The man yelling, “Fire is coming! Fire is coming!
Fire is coming! Fire is coming!
Fire is coming! Fire is coming!”

Ruin My Lipstick, Baby (M/f)

“I have a request” you ask.

“Mhmm?” I respond.

“Black and gold lace, so when we get back tonight, it feels like I am unwrapping an expensive present.” You look at me in the mirror, give me a quick wink and walk away without hesitation as I am left standing there caught off guard.

I breathe deeply and collect myself; I pick out exactly what you told me to as you watch me intently and you get dressed yourself. I slowly drop my robe off my shoulders as I allow it to hit the floor exposing myself fully, with my back turned to you. I bend over and slowly pull my thong up over my legs and pick up the top and affix it to my breasts. I turn my back to the mirror and look over my shoulder and adjust my bra and panties on my body. You are now fixated on me; you notice me watching you, so you break your stare. I move towards the vanity as I start to methodically apply my makeup. I notice you watching as you slip into a white buttoned down shirt that you do up and tuck it into your dress pants. You walk over to our wardrobe and grab a leather belt and thread it through the belt loops as you walk over to me, as I am applying my lipstick. You stand behind me as you buckle your belt watching me intently in the vanity mirror. You bend over and whisper in my left ear, while you are still fixated on me in the mirror.

Lust Experiment (MFF) (workplace)

John wondered why his company had an impromptu company party, but still he joined the rest in the large conference room where drinks were being freely doled out. With the drinks flowing, people quickly started to get more comfortable as speculation flew on the reason for the party.

Eventually, the CEO came out with a small group who introduced themselves as a company named Euphoria. “We are pleased to announce our merger, Just in time for testing on our newest product. More information is coming soon.” He winked and lifted a drink that was curiously different from the mass’s drinks. “Cheers, everybody. Drinks are on us tonight!”

On a third drink, John was talking with a couple secretaries and was feeling a warmth building inside him. He wasn’t feeling any drunker, but all of his willpower was needed to maintain eye contact with the women, whose shirts must have unbuttoned a couple buttons.

John excused himself as his head started to spin. He stumbled to the bathroom, barely noticing his coworkers grouping off retreating to different corners of the building. He splashed some water in his face, trying to gather himself, when he noticed sounds coming from the stall. In the reflection, he could see women’s legs kneeling, with slurping sounds and soft grunts just audible.

Caught unaware [FM]

I lay down naked on my bed, all warm and toasty after my hot shower. My skin feels soft and silky moving in the sheets, and its not long before I feel my nipples harden and the tell-tale tingling between my legs. I run my hand over my breast, brushing my taut nipples gently, and slide my hand down, wanting to feel the affect of the cool sheets against my warm skin is having on me.

I let out a small groan of pleasure as my fingers find my pussy, and slide easily between my hot and wet folds. I idily run my fingers through my sex, occasionally moving up to flick my clit, causing my body to spasm in pleasure, as my other hand plays gently with my nipples.

Before long it is not enough, I need more. I kick the sheets back and roll onto my side so I can reach down into my drawer, finding my long and thick dildo. My hand closes around it and I smile to myself as I pull it from the drawer.  I hold it up to my mouth and flick my tongue across the tip, before taking as much of it as I can in my mouth. My pussy drenches even more with the teasing I am giving myself, so I promptly roll onto all fours. I take the dildo from my mouth and snake the hand holding it under my body, positioning it so that the tip slides through my folds and sits at my pussy entrance.