Take Control Of The Night [M/F] [Domination] [Teasing]

“You cannot touch me.”

His eyebrow raised up at my comment, lips curled in that sexy smirk as he sat quietly on the leather armchair waiting for me to continue.

“You have to stay perfectly still and let me do whatever I want to you. If I feel your hands on me at any time, this will stop. Got it?”

He slid further down on the chair, legs spread slightly as he raised his hand up a little. When I told him to wear something comfortable, I did not expect the black silk pajama bottoms he currently had on. Incredibly soft to the touch from the look of them as they sat dangerously low on his hips, showing off every delicious inch of tanned skin and those beautifully toned abs.

I sighed and cocked my head to the side. Why does he have to do this to me? “Yes?”

“Am I able to speak?”

The smirk on his face widened to a grin and the fleeting thought of leaving him with the biggest case of blue balls was becoming more and more prominent in my mind.

Best visit to the strip club, ever

When my professor announced that we would be doing a project with partners, I was less than enthused. You normally end up doing all the work yourself, or arguing endlessly, but when the professor read through the list and partnered me with Miranda I perked up a bit. Miranda was probably slightly above average on societies scale, but to me she was gorgeous. I guessed her to be about 5 foot 6, and maybe 140 pounds. She had a fairly flat tummy, wide hips that swayed in just the right way when she walked away, and tits that were at least D’s. She had dark red hair down to her mid chest and she normally wore glasses, the type a librarian from my fantasies might wear.

F4F – Damn you [Cheating] [RP] [Chat]

How did it come to this?

I was perfectly content with my life, I had a good job, a loving boyfriend, and a bright future. Then there was *you*.

You, with your innocent eyes and kind face.

You, with your wandering hands and soft skin.

You, with your curves and your *hunger*.

I can’t escape you, and I can no longer deny you. You come to me in every safe place and make it your own, make me your own.

I feel your eyes on my body when I leave work. I feel your hands run over my body as I sleep with him. I feel your touch on my back as we wait in line at the store. I feel you push my legs apart as I sit down to eat. I feel your warmth on my thigh as we sit in the darkness of the theater. I feel your grip on my ass while we walk through the park. I feel your knees on either side of my head once I’m alone.

I can’t stop feeling you.

And you won’t stop feeling me.

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“How would you rape me?” She asked…

I mean your pretty small so it wouldn’t be hard to just grab you and force you but not the most fun. It might be quieter to wait till you’re drunk or high, but it’s best if you’re alone.

Maybe follow you home and wait till you’re home alone. Plan it out, get supplies. Pull my hair back and shave, wear a mask. Get condoms (no hair or sperm evidence.) Get handcuffs, a knife, a big butt plug, a few tiny egg vibrators, a ring gag some strong alcohol and a blindfold.

Wait till you’re home alone and see if there’s an external circuit box on your house. If so cut the power, wait a few minutes and check all the doors and windows to see if I could get in. If not then pick the lock to the side or back door if possible and sneak in. Sneak up behind you and grab you and pin you. Lock your hands in cuffs, and your ankles in cuffs. Put the blindfold on you, but leave the ring gag on the side for now.

While covering your mouth in my hand I would whisper in your ear

If you like me, you aren’t straight

David pumped the break and guided his 2005 sunfire onto the gravel. The night was pouring buckets and the hitch hiker on the side of the road was drenched as she got into the small two door vehicle. He gave the stranger a once over, he couldn’t tell at first if they were a man or woman but he noticed the modest breasts on their chest and concluded they were female.

“Where you headed, little lady?” He pressed on the gas.

“The next town.”

He was taken aback by the rude tone, “What landed you out here all alone on a night like this?” He waited for a response, but got none. He noticed this girl he had picked up had no bags, just a loose shirt and a skirt. “Do you have somewhere to stay? You’re going to catch a cold.”

“Sorry…” they huffed and choked on their breath.

“Are you okay?” He probed, a semi passed them illuminating the hitchhikers face. A bruise rested on their cheek.

“I will get you a hotel room, you don’t have to worry anymore.” He said calmly

“Oh, um…” the hitchhiker choked again.

Downing Abbey – Chapter 14

**(Lucas)**

It’s amazing how many times a person can puke on an empty stomach.

I haven’t been able to keep any food down all week, though I’m not sure if what the 7-11 downstairs sell can be classified as food. Call me high-brow but hard perogies and cold wings weren’t exactly soul food.

In the same pair of sweats that I ran in this morning, I was splayed across my couch, watching ESPN and counted eight bottles of beer on the table counter.

Below my daily average for the week, but the day was still young.

I’d been living in a state of half-daze, the only things I could feel were painful as fuck, so I preferred the numbness of a perpetual half-drunken state, and whenever I felt myself lifting back into full-consciousness, another Sam Adams ferried me right back.

I shut myself in all week, and this morning I woke up feeling that thread of sanity becoming dangerously thin. I didn’t want any human interaction – even the nonsensical grumbles I shared with Jared at the Sev was too much, so I decided a run was a good middle ground. I’d at least be *among* people.

Holy sh*t, I just fucked the secretary at the dentist. [with pic]

Alright guys this happened, and I’m still sorta freaking out about it. This morning I just got off working overnight and had a dental appointment. I get to the office maybe 30mins early before my appointment at 9am, the office should still be closed. Anyways I see the secretary and she opens the door and walks in. I needed to use the washroom and figure I might as well use the one at the office if its already open. I can then wait it out in the waiting area. The secretary is maybe in her late 30s or early 40s, but damn she aged wonderfully. She’s tall and slender, with short brown hair slightly above her shoulders. She has dark brown eyes and a firm butt. She dresses well also, this morning she has a dark red blouse on along with a short pencil skirt. She has small breasts but a nice firm ass that shows through. I’ve been coming to this dental office for more than half a decade now. We’ve chatted here and there but nothing overly flirty. That being said she has always made the passing glance and attempted to talk to me as much as she could when I’m in the waiting area. Though I always just chocked that up to her being good at her job. Oh, she has lovely toothy smile by the way, but I guess that’s expected when you work in a dental office.

How I would spoil you…

After a romantic evening together at a cosy restaurant with some wine and laughs, we head home, walking to the car with my arm wrapped around you. We hold hands on the drive home.

We get inside the house and the blissful feeling of a good night with a full tummy and wine sets in. We head to the bedroom and take off our jewellery and jackets. I give you a big hug and pull you in to give you a gentle kiss.

We look into each others eyes and enjoy some kisses while holding each other, being content in each others arms.

I slowly start to undress you as we taste each others lips. I turn you around and my hands run along your gorgeous body. You’re completely naked and my arms wrap around you to squeeze you tightly and kiss your neck.

I blindfold you and lay you down on the bed. My hands guiding you all the way, keeping you safe. i take your wrists and place them at the corners on the bed where i tie them with soft rope. I do the same with your ankles.

Lassez Les Bon Temps Rouler

“Leave your bags at the desk at Lafitte’s Guest House at Bourbon and St. Phillip. They’ll take them up to the room when it’s ready. Wait in the lobby and I’ll meet you there when I can.”

That’s all his last message said, and she wasnt sure what to expect. She came, of course, but not without a slight pit in her stomach. She sat there, waiting, not knowing that to expect. She waited a long time. She looked at her dress, and felt her sexy underwear beneath it, and felt a mixture of excitement and fear.

When he came in, she jumped up expectantly, and ran over to embrace. He hugged back, but he wasn’t as exuberant as she was. He was calm,
measured and had an air of confidence bordering on arrogance.

He looked in her eyes, and held the gaze. “I’m really glad to see you. I’m going to give you the best day I can. One you’ll never forget. Let’s take a walk.” Something about him was cold, and serious. More so than she remembered. Not unkind, but not jovial either.

You think I’m joking?

“You want this fucking cock in that pussy don’t you, slut? You dirty, wet little whore. You’re going to cum all over this cock and make me proud aren’t you?” I ask as my hand chokes her. Feel my strength, know I could crush you, I fucking own you.

“Get the fuck on the bed you cunt. All fours. NOW!” She presents that sweet ass and I slap it immediately. She screams out and her ass is instantly red. “Don’t fucking speak and don’t you fucking cum until I tell you to. You do not want to find out what happens if you do.”

I grab a fistful of hair and shove her face into the bed as I stand over her sexy ass, my hard cock rubs against her pussy, her juices covering my throbbing cock. Grabbing one of her love handles I know exactly what’s coming. She’s about to be destroyed. She’s going to struggle to hold onto the sheets as my cock stretches her pussy, reaching deep inside her.