Claiming My King [Femdom] [Light Bondage]

Claiming My King

Tonight, I am not your submissive Princess. Tonight, I will follow in the footsteps of all powerful women before me and render you unconscious with a specially designed elixir.

After, the first order of business is to gag your delicious mouth. To clasp that ball gag around your jaw, even as I kiss your unconscious lips.

Then I’d take you to our bed – that bed we’ve slept in, made love in, where you made me submit to you in – and I’d attach the bindings to your wrists and ankles, keeping you open and spread for me to admire and touch however, wherever, and whenever I desire.

Just….as you’ve done to me.

And I would – touch you. In all the ways that make your eyes roll back and you give me small moans of pleasure. Id admire you, and your eyes simultaneously beg and demand I touch and pleasure you.
I’d bring you to the edge…then leave you. Only returning when *I* am ready.

Quiet

I’m not sure if I can do this. Stand up there and give this presentation. It’s a ten minute presentation but my anxiety really said no. I get called down by my professor to come and present and I’m shitting bricks right now.
“Hey, babe it’s okay. You’ll be great.” I turn my head and I swear to God I’m gonna pass out from my nerves. “I- are you sure. Jace, I can’t do this.”
He grabs my hands and he looks me in my eyes. “Listen, it’s a big ass lecture hall. 90% of the people here won’t even be listening or watching. Just keep looking at me okay.”
More people start to come in and my anxiety starts to go up even higher. “No i can’t do-“ next thing I know his hand is gripping my thigh and he’s leaning into my ear.
“Come on… be a good girl and go give that presentation baby. I’ll be here waiting with a surprise for you. Don’t worry I’ll be helping you along.”
My eyes flutter at his words and I feel the anxiety slowly start to come down. I hear my professor call my name again and I run down the aisle to the front of the class.

Where can I commission someone for fetish roleplay?

Wasn’t sure where else to ask this but I was looking to commission a woman for some weird fetish roleplay that I can’t get many women to do. Basically I wanted the roles to be an adult son and a trailer trash, nasty, gross mother being in a relationship together.

A Doctor Follows Orders – A doctor and a nurse find each other sexy and enticing.

I  have had a life of hard work. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I was forced to do it that way or that I didn’t want it that way. I did. But, it seems that all my life, I’ve worked hard to achieve what I’ve done then put it to good use.

Being a doctor, that isn’t an unusual story. Just to get into pre-med and stay in pre-med took hard work, especially the organic chemistry part. Ask most doctors, they’ll agree.

Then med school and long hours of classes, labs, study. You can’t do it if you’re not focussed and a hard-worker. Then internship. I think most people have heard a few horror stories about the long, tedious hours doing careful, exacting work when you were bone-tired. Thank god, that’s over.

Now I practice in a hospital, a sizable one (are there any small hospitals?), with many beds and many floors and many patients to see in a day.

I’m also married, though so far without children; married for five years now. My wife, Danielle, is an elementary school teacher with her own interests and concerns. We love each other, of course, but we both tend to work hard and with all we both have going on, our sex isn’t what it once was.

Work Christmas Party With Danielle

It’s that time of the year again, and if has me thinking about a Christmas party my work had a couple of years ago. It was the first Christmas Party since Danielle started working there. She was a fucking tease and a half, and I knew she knew I was attracted to her. She always had on lower cut tops which showed her nicely shaped cleavage as well as tightly fitted leggings which always showed off the perfect shape of of her ass.

The Christmas party that year was held, as it always was, at a nice restaurant, far outside my budget. Our boss liked to throw around his wallet. He allowed us to bring dates/spouses/whatever, but I was always single and showed up by myself. Danielle brought her husband Doug. He was tall, skinny-ish, but cute.

We all ate way too much food, and drank way too much booze. Before we knew it all of our coworkers were gone, except the three of us.

Doug suggested the three of us head back to their apartment to hang out for a while and drink some more. I wasn’t ready for the night to end, so I figured why not.

Bathroom Stall – Two girls connect on dance floor and finish in bathroom.

Jesse’s fingers were slipping from her hand to just grasp at Liz’s fingertips. The pressure she was exerting to hold onto her was making Liz’s fingertips throb. 

They had been dancing in the center of the room, and an escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Jessie’s eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. Liz was more serious, staring back at the more petite girl, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies helped by moving in a wave to her back, holding them in. Once you lost your moving room once, it was gone. 

It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. Liz’s hands flew out to grip onto Jessie’s waist as she swayed, then balanced. Her upper fingers rested on the bare flesh of Jessie’s waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat. She let her thumb rub up on the bare skin. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of her didn’t seem to struggle. 

[MF] [ech] [mast] JACKING OFF FOR GIRLS – An erotic essay about how I like to jack off for girls ever since I was a teen. It’s something of a CFNM fetish. Wanking Literotica.

**You can view full the illustrated version of JERKING OFF FOR GIRLS at** [https://eroticprose.com/](https://eroticprose.com/)

Back in the day when ff.net allowed erotic stories like these, one reviewer wanted to know more about why & how I liked to jack off in front of girls as a teenager. I wrote most of this as a reply to her email, later I expanded it and posted it on a few sites. It’s an essay and not a story but it’s raw and explicit so why not share?

I like to jack off in front of a girl for the rush of adrenaline. It always makes me excited and nervous to know that I’m going to get naked (while she stays clothed) and that I’m going to show her in full my cock and balls and all they and my body go through from the moment my little, soft penis twitches to life to the point when I ejaculate, shivering and shaking for her.

Most boys might be too shy or embarrassed about it, fearing they might be humiliated by her but I’d rather let her see what’s going on because, I guess, I’m an exhibitionist and I don’t mind if she laughs or makes fun.

Just a lil knife play

TW: IF YOU DON’T LIKE THINGS LIKE THIS KNIFE PLAY, BDSM, ETC. PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS.

“Are we almost there yet? My legs are starting to cramp up. I can’t sit in here anymore.” Cal just looks over at me completely unamused. He looks me up and down and turns back to driving. “Oh, so I’m not even getting an answer now?” I watch as his jaw clenches and he shifts in his seat. I know I’m annoying him but the brat in me just can’t stop. I love it when I get him angry.

Maybe less than five minutes later I ask him again. “cal?”

“Yeah?”

I wait a few seconds before I speak and I’m trying so hard to keep in the smile that wants to come out on my face. “Are we almost there?” His hand smacks the steering wheel lightly and he just sighs deeply. “Ask me that shit one more time. I swear to God Tatyana.” I bite my lip and I turn my head away from. The way I want to bust out laughing because I’m doing this on purpose.

Didn’t drink coffe until the end. It cooled down. [F/M]

*It was again one of those days.* *When it’s between the legs more moisture than in the air.* *Wet hair straight out of the shower, on the terrace slowly and with pleasure smoking last joint, in the glass she had a drop of whiskey.* *”You could afford a little of him” …* *She thought aloud.*

*He could come again.* *A little visit.* *Completely so unexpected.*

*It was in the middle of the night, when she could not sleep and was on the balcony reading her favorite blogs, the bell suddenly rang.*

*”Hey, baby, it’s me. I hope I didn’t wake you up, just came back from a trip. Can I get a coffee? ‘.*

*For a few seconds she couldn’t breath, and then finally, as mesmerized said, “Yes, of course.”*

*She felt so soft.* *Her knees were wobbling.* *As always, when she saw and heard him.* *Yes, this is so called a special effect.*

*Slowly, as if she doesn’t want him,she opened the door and invited him in.*

*He looked tired, as if he needed a massage.* *Or maybe something else?*

My Summer Of Sex [m/F] [voyeur, solo masturbation, oral, non-fiction]

I never thought I would end up hooking up with someone, but that’s exactly what happened.

After a series of hopeful conversations that didn’t go anywhere, and in-person meetings that didn’t click, I had basically given up on Tinder. But one day when home for the summer during college, I reinstalled the app for the first time in almost a year and I immediately matched with someone. She messaged me first and and she was gorgeous. I was certain it was a scam at first, but the more we talked the clearer it became it wasn’t.

We clicked immediately and talked for hours. We had a lot of things in common, one of them being we were both night owls. It was midnight when we started talking and we kept going to ’till like 3 in the morning. We decided to meet the next night at her place.