You wake up with a gasp, inhaling air as deep as your lungs can take it. Your mind feels fuzzy, like you’ve been out all night drinking and you might still be a little drunk. You open your eyes and see… nothing. It’s complete darkness. Still taking deep breathes you try and look around, try and move, blinking rapidly. Hoping for some bit of light, any kind of clue to tell you where you are.
Where are you? You try and move and realize you’re laying down on a mattress. Or at least you think it’s a mattress, it’s soft. You try and pull at your arms, just now realizing they’re above your head… tied. Of course you try and pull on the restraints, it’s rope and not soft rope either. It cuts into your wrists. Trying to move your legs you realize they’re tied as well, but spread apart and not only that, but you’re naked.
Something moves in the darkness, you feel it. You feel someone is looking at you, watching you struggle. You start breathing faster, pulling harder on the ropes, rolling and jerking against them as you feel the someone coming closer. You don’t realize why you’re not screaming, you take a deep breath to do just that and someone’s hand closes over your mouth. You scream loudly behind that hand anyway. Panic overtaking you. Your head isn’t fuzzy anymore it’s nice and clear and you realize that you’re naked, tied to a bed in complete darkness and someone is there holding in your screams.
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You knew the moment she woke up, you’d been waiting on it for hours now… Your pulse speeds up as you listen to her struggle, realizing everything so slowly. No lights… tied up… naked… helpless. You could feel the emotions roiling through her. You stand up slowly, moving towards the bed. You think to your self, she’ll start screaming any moment now. You hear her take in that terribly deep breath and step forward a bit quicker, knowing exactly where her mouth is you cover it. Feeling that scream vibrate against your hand you can already feel the blood rushing to your cock.
You lean down towards her, keeping your hand tight on that sweet little mouth, still screaming. You whisper right at her face, “Be quiet, or I’ll make you be quiet.” The words aren’t harsh, they aren’t stern but they having a feeling, a meaning behind them that tells her you mean business. You feel rather than hear her stop screaming, but her breath is hissing through her nose as she almost hyperventilates. You keep your hand tight on her mouth, her body goes still, the jerking stops.
“That’s better,” you whisper, still close to her face. “If you’re a good girl, I won’t hurt you. If you’re a bad girl… well I’m sure you know what will happen.” You feel the thoughts flow through her brain, everything shes imagining probably worse than what you’d actually do, probably.
“I’m going to take my hand off your mouth, if you scream I’ll hurt you. Plain and simple. If you’re quiet, then we’re off to a good start.” Still whispering right to her face you can feel her whole body tremble as well as her head nod under your hand. “Good girl, now remember you keep being a good girl.” Slowly you release your tight grip from the girl’s mouth. Bringing your hand up slowly. Even though you can’t see her face, you can feel the terror in her.
She takes a deep breath as your hand comes away. You hear her lick her lips then say, “Wh-what do you want?” The fear thick in her voice is like a drug to you. You feel your cock throb, realizing how hard it is.
You smile down at her, knowing she can’t see it on your face. “You know what I want.” You tell her. You can feel her shake her head, “No.. no I don’t.” What a cute little girl, “Of course you know what I want. I want you.” Your words grow quiet as you speak each word closer to her ear. Each word making her body jerk a little.
The fear comes stronger, you can feel it coming off her in waves. The begging starts of course, they always beg. “Please, please, please, don’t hurt me, please.” Her voice grows higher pitched with each plea. You grab her jaw, quick, keeping it tight in your hand. “Remember, be a good girl.” You hiss into her ear. You can feel the tears flow over your fingers as they grip her cheek.
“I promise, by the end of the night you’ll be as happy as I am. Well, almost as happy. From here on you will call me, Sir. Do you understand?” Keeping your grip on her jaw you slowly release it and let her have her head back, you wait for that first sweet use of your name…
“Y-yes, Sir.” The tears thick in her voice makes the sound of it even better. You back up slowly away from the bed and turn on the bedside lamp. Looking at her naked body in the yellowish light, seeing what you’re about to conquer, you feel your dick give a hard throb, eager to be at her.
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Sharing my wife Pt. 2
An hour later, after some pizza, we moved inside. Going to bedroom, Sarah told us to wait in the family room while she got ready. When she re-entered the room, Ray and I both grinned at the sight. She was wearing thigh high stocking and a brand new set of red lace lingerie. She looked stunning. She did a twirl so we could see her ass in red lace.
“Sarah you look gorgeous” Ray said. “Why don’t we put that magnificent body to use?” He pulled her to him on his lap and began kissing her as his hands roamed over her body. She would squirm whenever he got to a sensitive part. I took my cock out and began stroking, enjoying the show. I still hadn’t cum, and even though I desperately wanted to, I wanted to wait and make love to my wife after Ray left. I wanted to reclaim her. She arched her back as Ray nuzzled her neck. She got down on the floor and began to suck his dick. I was again greeted by the sight of my pretty wife taking a monster cock in her mouth. She took as much as she could in her mouth, gagging on Ray’s cock. “God damn Sarah, you are amazing at sucking cock. I’d make you do this every day if you were mine” Ray said. Sarah simply moaned in response, her mouth never leaving his cock. After a few minutes of sucking, Ray recommended we move to the bed. Sarah stood and took Ray by the hand, leading him to our bedroom.
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Tonight was the night. I slowly walked up to him, gazing into his eyes. “See something you like?” I asked. “I see something I love,” he retorted. He grabbed my ass firmly and squeezed with his large hands. I let out a soft moan. My eyes made their way to his crotch where I saw an outline of the biggest cock I had ever seen. I reached for it and realized it wasn’t even hard! As I rubbed his cock, it pulsed and grew with every stroke until it was the size of my arm. I could feel my panties get wetter by the second. I pulled his shorts down as his dick jumped out and was towering over my head. I grabbed it with confidence and shoved as much of I could into my mouth. After struggling to get half of it down my throat, he threw me onto my back and ripped my pants off. Pulling my soaked panties to the side, he slowly inched his massive cock inside me.
Sharing my wife
My wife waltzed into the bedroom, and looked at me laying on the bed with my cock hardening at the sight of her naked body. She was gorgeous, 5’3”, with full 34dd breasts and large aereolas. I had been staring at them for the last 10 years and will never get tired of the sight. My wife giggled when she noticed. “we’ve been together a decade and you still look at me like you’re seeing me topless for the first time”, she said with a wry smile. She climbed into bed with me and lay down next me on her side. Propped up on one arm, she began to stroke my hardening cock with the other. “not that I’m complaining” she murmured.
I rolled over on top of, and slid inside her as she moaned. With practiced routine, she took me in and I quickly felt an orgasm coming on. My wife began moaning and begged me to cum. I quickly passed the point of no return, and filled her with cum. “get off of me you big lug”, she joked as I rolled off her. I gathered her in my arms and we spooned as we drifted off to sleep. As I was about to nod off, I heard a quiet whisper, barely audible, “John, are you awake?”
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Intruder Updated (forced)
One blackened eye puffy from struggle, I am bound in only my briefs to the chair. He, my wife splayed to the 4 corners, only her bra and panties remain, climbs so he is astride her. He leans close to her face, there are words I can not hear. She hesitatingly nods to him, yes. He turns her head so she is facing me, her eyes plead to mine. I felt a sick acidic hole in my stomach.
He spoke to me-she has agreed to submit to me. She will submit to me in order that I won’t further hurt you. with that, he began to remove, unrushed, his clothes. He stood naked, his penis hard, between the bed and the chair, between my wife and me.
His weight on the mattress made a sound, using both of his hands on her waist, he pulled her panties slowly slowly down. One hand on her right, the other on her left hip, gently slowly slid her panties down to below her pubic hair. In an instant, I couldn’t tell if he forcibly jerked them, or if she aided by raising her hips, I couldn’t see, they were removed. Her bushy sex exposed. I felt a sensation, looked down and saw, to my horror, my erect penis had leaked a very visible spot onto my shorts.
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*See you soon*
I put away my phone grinning. My bags are packed and my Uber driver is loading them up. On the way to the airport I pull out my phone and check for the millionth time my flight information. I know it by heart, but still can’t believe it’s true. Raleigh to Honolulu. That’s not the most surprising thing, not at all. It’s us. You invited me, a Reddit stranger, to spend the week on vacation with you. And I accepted, the one who admonished you for greeting me with a lewd comment. Apparently that didn’t knock you off your game because now you’re one of my oldest Reddit friends. Of course that was on a former profile, one where I posted my body. Nowadays I post my thoughts and fantasies, arguably much more revealing than any picture of myself I ever posted.
Empire of Scale Story – Part III (Warning: Vore)
((Third entry in this story, and the last of that particular incident. Vore warning, as usual. Please enjoy))
So there I was, in the second stomach of a sea lamia, being slowly digested. I wasn’t hurt, though. The acids in the first stomach were starting to sting a fair bit, but once I’d been moved, and what a squeeze that was – felt like someone hugging me way too tight. -, the burning eased up. I’m not sure just how long I waited for Arollia to finish enjoying the feeling of Vera in her stomach, but when my fellow slave was moved down, I was greeted first with her feet, then her hips, and lastly her large, pillowy breasts enveloping my face. It wasn’t as fun as you might think, given the cramped conditions, but it was still kinda nice. The tight confines of our shared prison forced her to sort of hug me as we lay there.
“Oh thank the gods you are actually alive!” Was the first thing she said to me. I didn’t bother to answer that.
“You wanna get out of here?” I asked instead. “Or, are you having fun, still?”
Luna the Cumslut [Fsub][Mdom][Brat][Teasing][Bondage][Spanking][Flogging][Edging][Anal][CNC]
Luna was lying on the bed, nervously blushing as Kris ties her legs tightly with long red rope. She whimpers as he ties the rope into a knot, pulling her legs tightly together, keeping Luna from escaping. He then moves up to her arms and begins to tie her arms behind her back as she begins to squirm. However, Kris’ grip on her was so strong that she didn’t really get very far. Slowly, Kris finishes tying her chest, running is fingers through her hair, he ties the last knot and looks down at his bound prize.
“Master…….Why are you doing this?” she whines.
“Doing what, Lunes?”
“THIS!” she cries. “Why are you tying me up?”
Kris responds, “Because, I know you want this.”
Her eyes widen and her blood runs cold as she hears this. She hides her face in the bed, trying not to face Kris. She had been trying to hide her kinky feelings from him.
“What? Why would I want to be tied up? I have no idea what you are talking!” she claims.
Kris calmly says, “You don’t have to hide this side of yourself anymore. I found your BDSM book and if this is what you want, then my little slave, I’ll deliver.”
Intruder (forced)
One blackened eye puffy from struggle, I am bound in only my briefs to the chair. He, my wife splayed to the 4 corners, only her bra and panties remain, climbs so he is astride her. He leans close to her face, there are words I can not hear. She hesitatingly nods to him, yes. He turns her head so she is facing me, her eyes plead to mine. I felt a sick acidic hole in my stomach.
He spoke to me-she has agreed to submit to me. She will submit to me in order that I won’t further hurt you. with that, he began to remove, unrushed, his clothes. He stood naked, his penis hard, between the bed and the chair, between my wife and me.