Category: eroticliterature

Still physically shaking from orgasm you just had you attempt to exit the room. Your legs start to fail you, but he appears in time to catch you. He lifts you up and carries you up the basement stairs, up to the second floor, and into your room. Laying you on the bed he kisses your head more. Slowly you slip away and fall asleep. Hours pass, and you wake up looking for him. Your plan was to jump him and take your seconds, but he was gone.

Your hands grip the bed as you scan the room. You recount the rules, and slowly you start to rub your pussy. The feeling of your hand on your pussy is good, but is nothing compared to the toys he had downstairs. So you slowly get up and head for the basement.

You sneak through the dark hallway. Each step is done on your tipy toes. Without a sound you glide down the stairs, and into the basement. You stumble around the bitch black basement until you fall into the light switch Read more »

The car door closes as you head up your driveway. The distinctive sound of your heels tapping the wood patio rings through the air. After a long day of work you finally get home. Without hesitation you kick off your shoes, but you are slowed by the discovery of a table with a plate covered by a metal lid. Your feet touch the cold tile floor as you make your way to the plate. With glee you lift the lid finding a note. Telling you to report to the basement naked. Curious and excited you quickly take off your blouse and pants. You all but skip as you head to the entrance. You going open the door after you regain your composure. Then you head down the basement stairs. The only thought in your mind being “This has been his secrete project for months. What could it be?” As you reach the bottom of the stairs a light turns on. At the center of the light there is a plate and various objects. You read the note on the plate which directed you to put on the ball gag, nipple clamps, ear plugs, and then from behind out of the dark his hands put a blindfold on your head. He then slowly turns on the lights. The walls are decorated with all sorts of toys and gadgets. Some rubber, some automated, and some you weren’t even sure about. Then he slides your blindfold over your eyes. His hand rests on your lower back as he escorted you into the next room. You feel the metal of your hand cuffs clamp over your hands. Then after a few seconds you feel yourself be lifted of the ground. You are suspended only a few centimeters as your feet can still feel the chill of the floor. After some time you can feel his eyes all over your body. Your mind starts to think of what could come next as you feel a sudden vibration move past your left ass cheek.  Which is almost instantly contrasted by a pull on the chain of your clamps. You let out a few moans of relief. Slowly your mind focuses on your sense of touch. You abandon all your other senses and just feel. Softly you feel a feather ran down your neck, around your breast, and up your pussy. The delightful tease makes your toes curl. Your hands grip the metal machine as you brace for more. You feel your legs spreaded as he slides a toy into your vagina. Your tight pussy is slowly stretched by the toy. In and out it slowly teases your lips. You can feel your pussy start to moisten up as the toy plays with you. Then after a final deep push the toy slides out. You wait wondering what could be next. You tingle with anticipation and joy. You can feel your moist pussy juice start to roll down your leg. Then a sudden thwack hits your ass. You reel in delightful pain from the wooden paddle. You regain your composure and wait for more. You try to arch your back to tempt him on. This tease is met with 3 solid thwacks on your ass. Each one coming right after the other. Then you feel the paddle slide between your ass cheeks, and was it reaches the center of your ass it jiggles. Then the paddle is moved in favor for a tongue. His hands massage and kiss the red marks on your ass. His grip teases and pinches your ass again and again. He disappears for a second until you feel his tongue run one long lap from your pussy, up your crack, and up your back. You can feel your pussy drip as you wait for more. Time fades together as you wait for more. Then you feel a vibrating toy slide into your ass. You feel a release run over your body as your expectations were met. Then suddenly you feel his warm cock entering your pussy. Your pussy grips his cock. You can feel your own moist pussy lubricating his cock. His cock keep sliding deeper in as your tight moist pussy coaxes him in. He grips your nipple clamps as he pulls you in for a class. Your tongues lock as the stimulation from your nipples, was, and pussy escalates. You feel every second of every sensation as the all out assault of your body continues. Each touch sensor in your body seems to quake with excitement. Suddenly your full attention is brought to your pussy. It starts deep inside of you and rolls out like a tsunami. Your hand grip the machine lifting you as you cover his cock with your cum. Dripping and hung is how you rest there. Slowly your feet hit the cold ground again as he removes your blindfold. His lips meet yours as your eyes open. His look of satisfaction fills your heart. And down you can say you are both hung.

This is anticipated to be a multi-part series, entailing the adventures of me…… It is the first submission literary that I have ever made…..so please be gentle…..

Enjoy,

FOF

**Chronicles Of A Foot Model**

I am constantly asked the question, “How exactly did I get in to taking pics and vids of my feet and posting them on various social media accounts?” I thought about it, and realized that the answer was rather complex. I figured hell, why not share my story, and some of my more naughty encounters involving my feet. I have been told my entire life that I have the prettiest feet, I never thought much about it and figured people were only being nice. Until I discovered that so many people share the same opinion of them, this is my journey from receiving the compliments to foot model mistress/goddess/model (which still feels rather odd for me to describe myself in that manner). Read more »

Barefoot and bare-ass naked in the kitchen.

Your floury, fragrant fingers shape each cookie so lovingly. Or perhaps you’re an Asian girl, making me potstickers,
pinching each one closed around garlicky filling. It’s meditative work and you can’t stop meditating about my cock, how stiff and erect it gets for you, how happy you could make it in this state. Your work becomes a surrogate for pleasing me. Another bit of dough, another dab of jam.

All the while there are the apron strings, teasing and frustrating you. They dangle from the knot at the small of your back. With your movements they brush and tickle your ass, your crack, right *in* your crack, reminding you how naked you are save for your apron. It’s ridiculously obscene, of course, cooking this way as if your only other real role in the house is to fuck.

Only … that’s kind of the way it actually is.

Max comes in, nails clicking on the tile, pauses. *Hi Max.* He gives an understanding big-dog whimper. He loves you, just as his master does. Another cookie (or potsticker). Growing tension. You find yourself touching between your thighs, in the gap there, reaching through enough for him to see your fingers, leaving the smell of cookies or spicy filling, enticing him, looking over your shoulder at his cocked head. Read more »