A Tease Too Far [M25+ f18+, Rape, Mdom, Brat, Teasing, flirting, punishment, NC]

It was late in the evening and Daddy and I arrived at his friends house, it was a marvelous sight. It was big, beautiful and modern, the kind of house that would make you want to run through the halls with a long flowy dress.

Daddy locked the car and escorted me like a gentleman by my arm into the house. It was Daddy’s poker night with his friends, it was the main game but not the only one and there was lots of drinking and some smoking involved.. I knew this because I’ve smelt it on him when he’d come home at like 1am in the morning even though he himself doesn’t smoke.

I was particularly bored that day so Daddy invited me along with him on the condition that I’d be on my best behavior.. hehe.

A few hours in, we were sat around the table and the guys were playing cards. Jason, Tom and Alex also showed up who are Daddy’s other friends and they all seem to be cracking jokes and having a good time with him. I was sat beside Daddy, observing quietly and laughing along even though I didn’t know what I was laughing at half the time. I would have played but I didn’t know how to, however it was fun on its own watching Daddy play anyways.

A Simple Arrangement [40s M/ 20s F][Oral][Risky Sex][Creampies]

Tom was nervous, and had been for the last six hours. That morning he had been in his own bed, and now he was taking a taxi from the airport into an unfamiliar city. He was always nervous when he took these trips; he knew people might judge him for it if they knew what he was up to.

This wasn’t the kind of trip a man pushing 40 should be doing, and the woman he was about to meet was hardly the sort of company he should be looking for. But primal urges do silly things to people, and as he saw his dark brown hair start to turn gray and his tall lean body begin to soften, he decided to make a change.

He started taking chances.

He started thinking about living in the moment.

Which brought Tom to that hotel bar, sipping at a glass of bourbon while he kept his eyes peeled for the woman. They’d only spoken for a few hours online, but each of them had made clear what they expected.

can I continue? [Teasing, F34/M40]

Sitting at my desk, completing my 4th meeting of the day… wondering what he’s doing. Wondering what he’s thinking, is he thinking about last night? How he made me beg for his cock, on my knees, in the shower. How he made me look up at him and lick him from the bottom of his balls up to the tip of his dick. Does he remember how I was a good girl for him, and I licked his tip how he likes it? How I swirled my tongue over the tip, practically digging your precum out. Your hand on the back of my head, pushing your hips into my mouth, while the water runs down both of us. Does he remember looking down , into my blue eyes, cock deep in my throat, fingering myself and moaning? Does he remember when he pulled out of my mouth and I looked up, eyes begging, fingers inside me, I open my mouth and ask “Can I continue?”

Christmas With a Demon [F20] [Succubus] [Summoning] [Lesbian] [Partly Exhibitionism] [Fictional]

The flurries of snow danced wildly around the frozen window of Rayne’s apartment as she lazily twirled the blinds cord in her fingers. Winter break had started nearly a week ago, and while Rayne enjoyed the break from her studies, it could really only last for so long before she began to get bored. All her friends were away with their families, and the constant snow outside was enough to keep her confined to her home anyways. She would have liked to see her parents, it wasn’t like she hated them or anything, but she highly doubted she could afford transportation halfway across the country, especially this close to the holidays. For now, the best she could do was have every-other-day video calls with them, something they still greatly appreciated from what she could tell. Rayne idly traced patterns onto the frozen window, the cold from outside condensing on the window again mere seconds after she began, covering any of the designs she had just created. She laughed slightly, sitting up and wheeling her chair back to her desk at one end of the room. and strolled over to her bed, collapsing onto the soft mattress. Rayne sighed as she stared up at the dark gray ceiling above her, trying to think of anything she could possibly do.

End of work TGIF [F26] [Rape, Non-con, BDSM, Forced Orgasm]

The smell of vape filled the room, with each of the 8 men blowing their own flavours into the air. In the middle was a tied up, completely naked and shivering Regena, restrained there against her will. Her arms were tied behind her back and to the ceiling, forcing her to arch and push her tits out. Her mouth was forced open with a dental gag, exposing her throat with saliva drooling down her chest. She utterly regretted not ending work together with her colleagues, and being the last to leave office, she had to lock the glass doors. In an instant, her view of the locks turned into darkness, followed by a series of actions too fast for her to comprehend, and before Regena knew it, she was in a compromising position.

“Hey… Don’t stare at us like that… We’re just doing our job.”  one of the men said in a deep voice.

“Doing their job… What do they mea…”
“MMMMMMMHHHHMmmmmmm”

Academy Tales Part 1: First Day of School [M32/F29] [light BDSM] [Penetration] [Oral]

“…and here we are at your classroom — 203.” Ms. Wellen strode into the room, heels clacking against the hardwood, and gestured to the back of the room.

“There’s a small office through that door there, where you can do any administrative work. It’s only big enough for a desk and two chairs, but the walls are thick, so you’ll have peace and privacy.”

He looked around, still adjusting to the idea of his new role. Mason’s Academy for Wayward Girls wasn’t exactly the career he had planned, and he was fairly certain that his previous job as an adjunct professor of anthropology hadn’t prepared him for the upcoming term. A class of impeccably trained 25-30 year old women was a far cry from an unruly gaggle of college freshmen.

“Now, I generally only assist Headmaster Mason, but your teaching assistant should be here shortly to get you up to speed. Selena is one of our top students, and she can help you with anything you need. Anything else before I head back to my office, Mr. Dennison?”

Much needed release {M38F26, Gentle Dom, True Story}

It had been a week since we had last been able to fuck, two full time jobs and toddler going through sleep regression will do that. My wife had been able to find the time here and there for some self pleasure, but I hadn’t and things were starting to get uncomfortable.

I don’t know how, but by some small miracle we both found ourselves awake at the same time in the middle of the night. I curled myself around her, spooning my 5’11” frame around her barely 5″ body. It barely took a wiggle of her ass against my lap to get me rock hard. I wasn’t about to pass up this opportunity. I began to gently nibble her ear while I snaked my arm up under the tank top she was wearing to take a firm hold of her breast. As I nipped at her neck and worked her tit in my hand she slipped out of her panties and arched her back to press herself more firmly against me.

A Rustic Encounter [65M, 26f, non-con, humiliation, torture, snuff]

*This is a long work of fiction, inspired by my fantasies while working as a rural doctor in a small village. The character is based on myself, thus the 1st person. Please pay attention to the tags, and enjoy!*

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The afternoon breeze was always soothing to the mind, carrying with it scents of pine, thyme and mountain flowers, along with the occasional whiff of anything the grandmas around were cooking for dinner. Despite the relatively high altitude, the village’s proximity to the sea ensured mild winters and enabled me to savour the air and the last glimpses of the setting sun from the small balcony of my office with just my white doctor’s coat as an outer layer.

My small rural clinic was on the village’s main road, which was lined with beautiful stone houses with red sloped roofs, wooden window frames and tiny balconies, like mine. It was really close to my rented house, and just a stone’s throw away from the central square with its handful of quaint cafes and taverns under the shade of big plane trees. As the village was built on the side of the mountain, from one part of the square one could drink their coffee gazing down to the valley and all the way to the sea, a pleasure that even I as a city girl could definitely enjoy. It was such a shame that the back of the clinic building faced a tiny, tiny alley – a path, really- and another house, instead of being open to the same vista.

Bella’s Web: From Dame to Domme [F22/F21/M19] [Series] [Femdom] [Tease] [Oral] [Voyeur] [Exhibitionism] [Coprophilia] [SCT]

“Your pushing my patience here, Bella.” Sulley the store manager said as she scurried into the store a couple of minutes late for her shift.

On the surface, [Bella](https://www.reddit.com/u/Isabella-1999/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf) had the facade of a typical middle-class girl-next-door. At the tender age of 22, she had beautiful blonde hair that flowed to just above the middle of her back. An amazing vegan powered body that featured perky B cup breasts, a perfectly sculpted bubble butt thanks to her steadfast devotion to the gym. And a confident and outgoing personality that seemed to appeal to everyone she encountered, be it man or woman. Little did any of them, or for that matter, those closest to her know, that underneath this carefully cultivated facade belied an insatiably lustful fiend with an especially high sex drive that had been constantly screaming for release ever since she lost her virginity when she was 16. “If people only knew,” she often thought to herself with an almost perverse sense of pride.

Desperate Imaginations [23FM][Romance][Making out]

~~This is first time i am writing something, so feedback is appreciated. English is not my first language, but i have tried to keep grammatical errors to a minimum. Might be a little lame, because it’s a true story. ~~

I miss you. I want to feel you around me. Just your presence. Maybe a hand around my fingers or on my cheek, just lightly brushing. Your voice asking me to speak like you really mean it. Like you are hanging on to every word I say as you see my lips move. I don’t know what you are thinking, but I know what I want you to be thinking. I want to feel your thumb caressing just under my ears as I ramble on about senseless things. I want you to mean everything you say. So when I look at you, I don’t want to have any doubts. I want you for me, your insecurities, your fears, your highs and your lows. And as our lips meet, I want you to leave everything behind and focus on the now.