House Pet (MF)

Lucian, a Slytherin 7th year, walked with the other students on their way to Hogsmeade thinking about how he could sneak away from his friends. Lucian had a date with Eleanor, a Hufflepuff 7th year, at Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop despite her knowledge that it was not his favorite place. They had been dating for a few years but Lucian was always awkward about it due to his friends’ insistent teasing, however, he had a plan to spice things up with his adorable pet. He raced to the Tea Shop after telling his friends that he had forgot that he needed to do Christmas shopping and that they could go on without him.

Eleanor blushed as she saw Lucian sneak into the shop and carefully walked over to their table. “I am missing out on looking at a new broom for next Quidditch match,” he says with a slight smirk sliding into his seat. “And yet you decide to spend time with me,” she jokes with a wiggle. A waitress comes up and places some sweet tea in front of them along with some biscuits (cookies). She smiles brightly and immediately grabs a biscuit to eat at which time she looks up and notices a devilish look in Lucian’s eyes. The conversation switches to how they may continue in life together; ranging from potential jobs to where they would like to live to whether or not they would like to get married. Lucian refused to admit that he would actually want to spend the rest of his life with a muggle-born Hufflepuff girl.

Uncharted: Finding Ubar-Chapter 2 (Drugged) [Fanfiction] [BDSM] [Bondage] [Rope bondage] [Cleave gag] [Panty gag] [Tape bondage]

Hello, everyone. Today, we are continuing my series of Uncharted series’ themed Fanfiction stories written by me on my deviantART page depicting the series’ female characters kidnapped, bound and gagged in various scenarios and Nathan Drake and pals have to rescue them. Today’s story continues the tale of Uncharted: Finding Ubar. Finding Ubar is a altered version of events from the 2nd half of Uncharted 3’s story, from Yemen onwards when Nathan Drake and Victor Sullivan reluctantly get Nate’s estranged wife and international journalist, Elena Fisher to give a hand in finding Ubar and stopping Marlowe’s Order from unleashing their magic onto the world. In this one, they sneak past the Order in the Old Yemeni Town and find the way to Ubar from a map in a underground chamber, only to get captured and in Elena’s case, kidnapped by the Order. Anyway, enjoy! NSFW/Mature/18+ disclaimer: My stories will feature bondage, sexual themes, and strong language. Roll with the story!

Temptations in Quarantine – The Final Chapter – MF, Incest, Cum, Lingerie

(Please make sure to read the previous chapter first!)

Later that evening, the moment came and Peter walked to the Queen bed, rather than his familiar couch. Stephanie was already lying under the covers, reading her paperback book on her side. As he walked to the bed, he watched her face for any negative reaction or reticence, but none was there. He walked around to the opposite side of the bed, shirtless and wearing his boxer briefs. He lifted the down comforter and laid down, glancing at the cute bra and panties that his daughter was wearing to sleep.

As he laid down, Stephanie stayed on her side but began to scoot back until her ass was firmly in his lap and they were spooning. As her lithe body pressed up against his, his erection began to grow and Stephanie maneuvered to slide it sandwich it between her ass cheeks. Peter laid his arm over his daughter, completing the spoon position so familiar to long term couples.

Stephanie laid down her book, and let out a small satisfied sigh, and pressed her ass deeper into her father’s erection. “Daddy, will you just hold me tonight?” Stephanie meekly asked. “Of course darling, get a good sleep.” Peter responded.

Look me in the eyes [MF, D/S]

Eye contact is one of the deepest levels of connection, it makes you become self-aware, you retain memory of the events unfolding…
As you stand there, bare, legs spread, with hands behind your head having fingers interlocked

Look me in the eyes…

I sit before you finishing my drink, looking at the marvel before me, my hand motions for you to drop to your hands and knees

Look me in the eyes…

My hand gestures to crawl to me, and you do so with a slow panther like sway to your body, I see the hunger in you

Look me in the eyes…

You come to a stop at the edge of the chair, you rest your head on my lap looking up for approval and begin to nuzzle the bulge you feel

Look me in the eyes…

I begin to grow, you start closing your eyes and fantasize about the possibilities of what’s to come but I reach down and grab your face, I look sternly and tell you

Look me in the eyes…

I love introducing you to your submissive side, Part 2 [OC] [MF] [light BDSM] [first person]

****I recommend reading [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/emb6q4/i_love_introducing_you_to_your_submissive_side_oc/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x) first if you have not, or simply as a refresher since it’s been a while since I posted.****

****This is the long overdue part 2. Thank you quarantine for giving me some free time! Quite unintentionally, this whole story may be 5 or 6 parts, or longer. But I promise I am continuing to work on it. Constructive criticism is welcome. I hope you enjoy!****

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I enjoy seeing your eyes closed above your flushing cheeks, head lowered meekly and to the side. Not daring to cross your arms over your breasts, you shift them awkwardly and end up resting your hands on your thighs with your elbows tight to your sides. Subconsciously this eases your mind slightly by giving you some sense of a defensive posture.

I cup your breast with one hand while I kiss down your neck and you crane your head to the side in response. Without a word I pull your arm to your side, letting it drape down onto the blanket with your palm up. You automatically do the same with the other. It is such a subtle movement, yet it strips away so much of your control. You had brought your arms in tight to your body in a defensive reflex, and now I have taken away that protection.

DIRTY HOLE [MxF: rape, abuse, piss]

I was out with my friends at some club. It was Friday night and we had all just finished our final nursing exams. We wanted to let our hair down and have a good time. As I’m usually in my student nursing uniform, it felt good to be able to slip into a tiny dress. It was low cut, showing ample cleavage. The hem reached my mid thigh and if I twirled fast enough on the dance floor, I’m sure anyone watching would have been able to see a flash of my lace panties. I could tell I was attracting attention as I moved in time with the music, swaying my hips to the beat. I ignored all the stares. Tonight, it was just me and my friends. It was our celebration.

‘Take off your panties.’

Later that night, I’m in a completely different situation. I’m alone, pushed up against the wall. I’m trying to remember what happened, how I got here … but it’s fuzzy. I’m breathing hard, trying to keep calm as I study the man standing in front of me. He’s big, broad shouldered and he has his hand resting warningly against my throat. I have never seen him before. A stranger was keeping me hostage in a foul smelling cubicle in the men’s room of a night club.

Look at what you made me do [M] P1

“Fuck, you’re annoying” I thought to myself. By means of bad circumstances or maybe bad luck we were house mates. At the time we both weren’t making a lot of money and we both needed a place to live so we signed a lease together. I quickly moved up in my career and Jess was still at her same low paying job as a waitress. Now that I could afford the rent myself I wished she would just move out.

Jess was a petite small blonde that was innocent and sweet. No curves and nothing I really found attractive. Jess never cleaned up after herself unless I told her to. She was concerned about things I found irrelevant like the bachelor tv show.

I was 7 years her senior. I was a man concerned with accelerating my career and making myself successful. I met Jess in college when I went back for my post-grad degree, we were alright friends when we signed the lease but now I just wanted her out.

More bad luck, this fucking quarantine. Now I’m stuck around her annoying ass all damn day. I can’t stand her.

A Trip to the Grocery Store [D/s]

We’re at the grocery store, doing our weekly shopping. I find myself feeling turned on as we weave through the aisles. You reach to grab something off the top shelf–standing on your tip-toes, given your short frame. As you struggle to reach, I notice the small of your back is exposed. You feel my hand grab your hip and feel me press against you. You can feel my hard cock pushing against your ass. You smile, knowing how much I want you. You’re eager to please me and know I likely won’t have the patience to wait until we return home. You arch your back and lightly grind against my cock.

You continue to tease me as we make our way through the aisles. Brushing up against my cock, bending over near me so I can get a view of your cleavage in that tight little blouse I picked out for you, walking in front of me and swaying your hips suggestively. When I’m not paying attention, you stoop down to “look at something” near the bottom shelf. While there, you begin to run your hands run up my thigh. I’m hard, and you can feel it. I know the look on my face is making you wet—you giggle and glance down.

Fun in the hot tub [MF][Oral]

// This is my first story. I really hope you’ll like it! Enjoy! //

I put on my shoes and grab my jacket. I don’t think I’ll need it, but you never know what the weather will do. There’s nobody around, so I shout towards the stairs. “I’m taking a walk! Be back in an hour or so!” I walk towards the front door. “Okay, honey! We’re having visitors later today. You don’t mind, do you?” My aunt shows up in the hall. “Our friends Tom and Nadia are coming this afternoon. I’m sure you’ll like them.” I smile at her. “No doubt, aunt.” I wave at her and turn around to start my walk. Soon my mind wanders. While I walk over the beach, I think about the freedom I feel when I’m at my uncle and aunt’s place and I wonder why that is.

Satiated [Teacher/Student, age gap, sexual tension] Part 14

The night was stretched out too thin, worn and frayed. And there Nick was, in silent reparations to his wife for almost getting caught in his affair. There Nick was, trying futilely to keep himself hard as his wife made chore-like attempts at grinding on him. She was at least trying to fix this; to pull together the scraps of their crumbling relationship and give it one last go… while Nick gazed at her through glazed eyes, thinking only of Ariel and how he wished she was on top of him instead. In fact, the thought of Ariel’s perky tits and puckered brown nipples were all that was keeping him afloat in this god-awful dance. He’d decided he’d ride it out until Sarah gave up the moment she’d asked him if he wanted to have sex that night. For the first time in… over two years?

What she couldn’t understand and what he could never tell her, was now that he’d been fucking Ariel for the better part of the year, was that he found Sarah unbearably boring. She was like an onion. On the outside she was callous, peel back a layer and you’d find narcissism, peel back another layer: judgmental and mean. And you’d keep peeling back more and more layers all the way down to her core where you’d eventually find: boring.