I Accidentally Turned My Mother Into A Sex Robot [M/F, Incest – Mom/Son, Mind Control/Hypnosis Drugging, Sexual Enslavement] Book 1, Pt 1

**PART ONE, Book 1:**

“Alex, what the hell are these?”

I’ve only just come through the front door when I hear my mom’s panicked voice trickle down the hall.

*Oh fuck*, my mind whirs, realizing three things all at once: my mom is in my room, she’s found something she doesn’t like, and that something could be any number of things.

The hardcore MILF porn, perhaps, or those weed laced cigarettes my best friend, Billy, gave me last summer. Maybe she’d found the love letters I wrote, but never sent, to my older cousin Sarah (forgive a boy for going through puberty while his mom made his total smokeshow of a cousin babysit him, for God’s sake!).

I slink down the hall, nervously pulling the straps of my backpack tighter around me, and peek into my bedroom. “What are you doing in my room?”

“Cleaning,” my softspoken mother says with tears in her eyes. “Are you on drugs?”

She holds up a little baggy of white pills and I nearly choke on my own spit. Shit. I’d totally forgotten about those.

“God no, mom! It’s not—”

“Because you could tell me you know. I’d get you help!”

Did I just join the mile-high club?

Turns out A2’s father is some big executive with a mining company.  This company owns a corporate jet.  This jet is just happening to be going to the Gold Coast for two days to pick up his dad.  There is a beach there and it’s warm. Do we want to go?  He’ll yeah!  Lucky I brought a couple of swimsuits with me just in case. This is the case!

Margaret and A2 and I arrived at Essendon private airport just outside of Melbourne to find a sleek white Cessna Citation waiting for us in the hangar.  Aboard were two pilots and a hostess, who offered us an Australian sparkling wine called ‘Deviation Road’.  This was the fruitiest, creamiest champagne I’ve ever tasted, and within thirty minutes, the party on the plane had well and truly started.  The luxurious off white calf leather seats faced each other, one each on either side of the aisle.

Margaret and A2 could not keep their hands off each other.  She got up and sat on his lap. They needed to get a room.  They acted as though the hostess and I were not present. 

Melbourne is footy crazy

Melbourne is footy crazy. It is also the sport and fashion capital of Australia. Our club (we have no choice) is H or ‘the Harriers.’  The iconic MCG is where they are playing this afternoon, against another Melbourne rival team, ‘the magpies’.  A2 reckons 50, 000 people will turn up for this mid-season game.

After untested sleep, I awoke this morning to a dreary winter’s day, punctuated by the hot sounds of lovemaking coming from the room next door.  All I was in the mood for was coffee, quite frankly, and it was only at 9 am that a smiling Margaret emerged, freshly showered with the biggest, shyest, smile on her face.  I have not seen her so happy in a long time.

Margaret and I sat by large picture windows overlooking the rain-swept city of Melbourne while A2 deftly worked the espresso machine. Hopeful waves of the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans wafted over us while Margaret told me how happy she was and how positive she felt about her decision to move Downunder.

Hello Melbourne

God bless Margaret.  She arrived at Heathrow with five overweight Louis Vuitton leather pieces plus hand luggage.  The overweight charges cost as much as the flight tickets, and it took us some time to get through. But she was unflustered and fabulous. 

We finally got through to the lounge where we could relax.  Margaret triumphantly returned from the bar with pink gin and tonics in hand gushing, “Darling, here’s to a fabulous transition and a lot of fun.”

I sipped on the drink and felt the alcohol taking effect right away.  I began to think about how drastically my life had changed within the last month and what it was transitioning to.  I indeed felt freer and was excited about my recent adventures, but what, I thought, was I transitioning to? 

Any doubts I had, soon were overcome by the effects of the alcohol on an empty stomach.  It seemed like minutes before our flight was called, and we boarded the plane, a brand new Boeing 787 Dreamliner.

Blackmailed. Part 12 [F-Dom, Crossdressing, Sissy]

Part 12

I awake slowly and groggily. I look at my watch and it’s almost 4pm. I slept for almost the entire day

I go to scratch an itch on my neck and feel something unexpected. It’s some kind of collar round my neck. Feels like leather.

I get up and look at myself in the mirror. It is indeed a leather collar with a metal hoop in the center. I reach around the back for some sort of clasp. I start to undo the collar and then stop myself. I realise Miss would not want me to remove this and I will obey my Mistress. I search around for some clothes and there’s none to be seen. There is the robe from this morning though hanging up on the door athough, so I put that on and venture out. As I walk onto the landing she hears me shouts up. “It rises. Beauty sleep all done? What a miracle it’s worked eh?”

She walks up the stairs.

“Back in there. You’re not dressed”

She leads me back to her bedroom and goes to her wardrobe.

“Oh yes” she says and emerges with a black French maid type outfit.

F masturbating at a nudist beach.

This happened some years ago and it was on the first proper vacation I was on with my ex-girlfriend (a girl named Laura) i was 19 and Laura 24 turning 25. We had saved up and paid for a week’s trip abroad.

We had many plans and one of them was a trip to the nudist beach. Laura came from a slightly more liberal family than me and had been to some nudist beaches over the years with her family. I on the other hand had never done anything like this. I had sneaked of to a few skinny dips at night with friends, or sunbathed topless when I was alone. Since my teens I have always enjoyed being naked and tried to be undressed as often as I can, but that ain’t easy living with mom, dad and three other siblings. The thought of being completely naked in front of others, strangers, made me extremely excited. We had left our bikinis back at the hotel, just to make sure we did not chicken out.

Well, the day had come and we were finally going to the beach. We thought we’d arrived at the beach early, but already there were a lot of naked people there. Already in the parking lot we could see people’s private parts.

Coming Alive at the Euphoria Hotel p7 Unleashed (MF) (orgy) (club)

Charlie barely started recovering from his session and was still enjoying the view of Gabbie, on her knees before him and covered in his cum, when a new girl, skinny with raven colored hair, was on her knees cleaning Gabbie’s juices and his last beads of cum from his cock. Meanwhile, that girl’s friend had taken to Gabbie, licking the cum from her face then sharing it through interlocked tongues. Charlie’s cock had only started to softened when she started, but perked back up from the soft lips teasing it. He was extremely sensitive, so each pulse of pleasure weakened his knees.

Back at full hardness, the woman wrapped his cock in her lips and bobbed up and down, while Gabbie and the girl fell into the next booth, erotically thrashing. Charlie was practically shaking with overwhelming pleasure when the woman finally relented and left to join Gabbie and her friend in the next booth. He sat there for a minute, catching his breath and watching the sexy, lesbian threesome beside him before returning to the action, a new man.

[Scat, Femdom, M/F] Breaking Reality Ch. 4

PART 10: THE CLASS

I returned home with my car literally smelling like shit. I was in heaven. Felt like a smoker finally finding a cigarette after one month out, her waste was really becoming fuel to me.

The smell became so freaking strong. I still had her shit smeared on my face, and some bits were right on my nostrils. When I was a couple of blocks away, I received a text from Bia.

“Btw, Jarden, don’t clean your car for a week. I want you to drive to work everyday reminding yourself of where is your place. Underneath my asshole.’

‘Sure, Goddess, thank you’.

I was so afraid that the shit stains would stay forever in the seat, but that sounded like a order from my goddess and I wouldn’t disobey her.

I returned home, brushed my teeth and started to remember, while bathing, what just happened on that day. Not only I ate her shit, but straight from her little asshole. I kept going back to that moment, almost in slow-motion. The second when she firmly pulled her beautiful cotton grey dress up and pushed a stinking huge pile of shit right on my face. Bia, the angel of my school. Would anybody even believe me if I told this?

” Take on the Heavens. ” First Version [FM, Monstergirl, Creampie, Masturbation, Wholesome]

Now, There’s a prologue, but it’s not pollished. It also has no nudity or anything sexual so I doubt I’ll be posting it.

This is the first story i publish, mostly to see the reactions. I appreciate feedback, and please let me know of any spelling errors. English is not my first language and also it’s difficult to self-check.

Now please enjoy!

xx The First Chapter. xx

After realizing what happened Luci looked to the sky, Cursing god for what he had done. She noticed the sun setting. The allfather was powerful, but alas he was not able to do more than banish her. Soon she found a spot where she could rest her body, but her mind was not yet at ease. Over the tree in which she slept loomed the stars like searchlights tediously trying to survey her. Heavy thoughts were on her mind when she finally managed to fall asleep, not in a cloud but on a tree branch.

Threesome on her bucket list – Part 2: Three friends wake up on a ski trip [MFM]

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uj7woh/threesome_on_her_bucket_list_three_friends_on_a/](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uj7woh/threesome_on_her_bucket_list_three_friends_on_a/)

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I woke up, and the first thing I noticed was my headache. It wasn’t too bad, but definitely noticeable enough that I knew I wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep. As is often the case in the first waking moments, I was completely oblivious of the situation I was in. Then slowly, I realized one thing after another and started remembering. I noticed that I wasn’t in my own room.

Then I realized that I was completely naked, usually sleeping in boxers and a t-shirt. Then I heard someone breathing next to me, and when I turned around it all came back to me. There she was, Norah was sleeping peacefully next to me. And right next to her, Matt, his head resting next to her shoulder. I vividly relived the whole orgy of last night in the fraction of a second.