A Father’s Struggle 23 – L&M Date Night Pt 4 (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

What the fuck does she mean when she “*laced*’ herself and Maxine?

How the fuck do you *lace* yourself?

*IF* I used my logic, which at the moment I wasn’t, I could gather that they did something to themselves that is currently affecting me.

One look at my dick it was pretty clear that whatever they *laced* themselves with was affecting my dick. My dick though it was at its normal hardened state it looked a little off.

Like my veins popped out and it felt like I could bend steel against it and it wouldn’t bruise or bend.

Granted I didn’t know if my veins popping out were *normal* or not.

It’s not like I watch what my penis does when I use the fucking thing during sex. I just use it and enjoy the sensations. I just plunge my erection into a toy or a pussy until I cum then I pull out and enjoy the endorphins.

Though I really don’t pay attention to each stage that my cock goes through when I use it the vein popping and unusual hardness seemed off to me.

Morning With You [romantic] [missionary] [morning sex]

I wish I had rolled over in bed this morning, eyes still closed, still mostly asleep, and felt your mouth latch on to my breast and your hand kneading the other, lightly rolling the nipple between your fingers.

I’d have liked to keep my eyes closed and revel in the warmth of being pressed close to you while your tongue tugged and flicked and swirled around my nipple, sending sensations all over my body, but most urgently between my legs. I’d lay my leg over your hip and grind into your thigh, needy for more contact with you. Maybe you’d slide your hand down to grab my ass and feel how my hips roll to rub my pussy on you just right.

You’d start hearing me make little whimpers as I got more and more excited.

I’d use my hand to gently direct your mouth to release my nipple and travel up to meet my lips for slow, deep kisses.

My deliberate, steady grinding on your leg would have created a tell tale slickness now as my pussy became more and more sensitive with arousal and that achey puffiness that begs for attention.

The night I locked eyes with a woman at the pub (P.2)

As I promised yesterday…

She led me on the streets, holding my hand tightly in hers. We took a bus and I sat next to her, her hand close to my pussy, her fingers moving slightly on my jeans. I could feel the stared of other commuters on me.
At a stop, she made me get up, walked behind me, touching my ass as we got off the bus. From there, we went into her building and her apartment.
She closed the door and was immediately kissing me. I pulled my hands on her body, going down to her pants. She moaned against my mouth and I could feel my panties getting soaked. She unbuttoned my pants, ordered me to take them off which I did hastily. I took her pants off as well, kissing her bare skin as I did so. She lifted my shirt and suck on my nipples and her hands were caressing my labia, getting my juice all over my pussy and my ass. I moaned loudly against her door and she abruptly stopped. She applied pressure on my shoulders, forcing me to my knees. She walked to what was her bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. She spread her legs and grinned.

The adventures of Frank and Karen. [MF] [MM] [BDSM] [Re-post explanation and comments]

ONCE UPON A TRAIN RIDE

It was cold.
It was dark out and this is Chicago the night before Thanksgiving.
The wind was gusting, tipping the scales towards 60 mph.
And I am standing on the platform waiting for the Metra train to arrive.

I was on my way to visit my friends downstate for the Holiday.
As an employee of the railroad I was “Dead heading”, this was a perk the railroad allowed us.
We could travel for free anytime we wanted.

I knew today the train was going to be crowded with everyone trying to get to home to see friends and family.
As I boarded the train I discovered just how right I was.
The train was filling up fast and people were scrambling for a seat.

Picking a seat at the rear of the last car I waited to see who I would be my seat mate for the next three and a half hours or so as we made our way to Springfield.
Oh please not the three hundred pound guy headed down the aisle.

Poker game becomes sexy free-for-all [M/F]

My girlfriends and I ditched our husbands every other week for a ‘Girls Night In’ which usually consisted of poker and wine.
We were all married and had all been friends for years and the nights tended to get pretty raunchy. We would talk about anything and everything, the racier the better.

One night, Candi suggested we invite the husbands to the table, to let them see what all the fuss was about.

Since our group had fallen into a habit of just playing cards and bitching about work, it sounded good to take some money off the boys instead of each other. Plus, my husband was always pestering me about what we talked about.

For the night in question, I got a little dolled up, as most of us did. Part of the fun of ‘Girls Night In’ was that we would all dress to the nines, with hair and makeup. ‘All whored up’ I called it once.

I put on a sheer, low-support bra that worked well with my light, off-white top. It gave me a very alluring look and since it was usually cold in Candi’s basement, the boys could get a good look at my erect nipples poking through the shirt. I liked the attention my aroused areola would elicit.

[M4F] Let me write erotica for you!

As the title says… let me write you erotica. Erotica made out of your dreams and fantasies.

I’m a male doing this for females. I’ll need details from you, intimate and personal details and will want to see you… so if you’re too shy for that this isn’t a proposition for you. I’ve done this a few times with great success and am looking for someone new to start with!

Tell me one or two fantasies you have and I’ll follow-up with questions to get us going.

Did Daddy really punish..or did the Brat Win?

Oh no! I have the urge to pee. I can feel it and I don’t think I can wait for Daddy to give me permission. This is specifically a part of my Princess Rules. It has its own number and everything so I know this rule means a lot to Daddy, but I just can’t hold it and I just can’t wait anymore. I run to the bathroom and relieve my overfull bladder into the toilet. With a sigh of relief, I stand up and then I realize I did not do the recording. Well there goes two rules broken…but Daddy won’t know if I don’t tell goes through my mind…and since Daddy is at work this shouldn’t be a problem. I don’t like lying to Daddy, but also don’t want punished either. The day continues to go by until it is time for Daddy to come home from work. I hear his key in the lock and run into the kitchen to give him kisses hi and tell him how much I missed him and how much I love him. Then I see the look on his face..and it is not very happy. I can only pray that something bad happened at work, but deep down I know that he knows I have broken three of my Princess Rules. I don’t know how he knows I just knows that he does. I hang my head down as I know I am already in trouble. Daddy looks at me and says “Did Daddy’s Dirty Slut Babygirl do something naughty today?” And with those words my heart sinks to the bottom of my shoes because yep I am in trouble. I mine as well admit that I broke three rules. So I start to raise my eyes to his and he immediately barks at me to drop my eyes as I am not fit to even look him in his eyes. With tears running down my cheeks, I tell Daddy about using the bathroom without permission, about not recording, and about the fact that I wasn’t going to tell him..another rule that I have to admit when I break a rule when Daddy doesn’t know.; but I don’t tell him about the masturbating that I did earlier because I couldn’t help it anymore. My pussy had been throbbing for days and was so wet, I was ruining all of my clothes. Somedays I felt like I squished when I walked I was hungry for Daddy. And it’s not like I had a huge orgasm..just a tiny one to calm me down a little. Daddy looks down at my lowered head and then he grabs on of my pigtails, jerks my face up to his and spits in it and then lowered me back down to the ground..on all fours this time. “so I suppose you weren’t going to tell me about your little orgasm earlier, were you, Slut?” “So hungry, so horny, so needing some cum that you had to break one of the major rules of not Masturbating!!!!” He continues to yell at me as I gasp from the floor..how did he even know?! Now I know I am in so much more trouble than I first thought. And it’s going to be bad, very, very bad. Because I have broken so many rules today. He grabs my collar that says Cum Slut on it and puts around my neck..almost to the point of choking me. Then he instructs me to get naked and stay on all fours. “Since you couldn’t wait to cum, and you can’t ask permission, I am going to give you everything you want you dirty cum slut!” He gets down my food dish and sets it on the floor in front of me, he then fills it to the top with water and tells me to start lapping the water as quickly as I can and don’t let a drop spill out of the bowl or I will be in more in trouble. Daddy goes behind me, takes his cock out of his pants and shoves it as deep as he can into my ass hole..I screech a little bit because damn that hurts. I continue to lap at the water as Daddy pounds me as hard as he can. The water sloshes in the bowl with the movements of the beginning of Daddy’s harsh punished, but thankfully none spills. Daddy gets ready to cum and he comes to my face…he sprays me directly in the face ans then aims the rest into my food dish with just a little water left. The cum goes into the water dish and I know what he is about to tell me now. I must lap up the water with Daddy’s cum in it. I lean down again and begin to lap at the rest of the water when Daddy says “Make sure you lick that bowl clean..I don’t want to see anything left in that bowl. You wanted cum so bad that you couldn’t wait..well here go slut, enjoy ” I do as Daddy says and he again fills the water bowl only this time he says to kneel in front of him on my knees ans drink the water as fast as I can. So I begin drinking the water as fast I possibly can. And my stomach begins to ache because my bladder is getting fuller ans fuller. When I finish that bowl of water, Daddy finds my special paddle for when I have been an extra bad girl. He tells me to come here and bend over his knees. I do as I am told all the while praying my bladder holds. I bend over his knees ans he let’s rhe first blow land, I howl and try to get up, which of course you should never never do, because one it is a rule to accept punishment and two it makes Daddy very very mad when I do this. He picks me naked and all, bladder still so full I can’t handle it and carries me into Daddy’s special room. This is when I know I have crossed the line today, and Daddy is out of patience with me and my bratty self. He carries me over to the St. Andrew’s Cross and begins buckling me onto it. I watch him go over to his wall of whips ans try out each one. With each loud snap I crinch a little and a little urine leaks from my body..I watch as it runs down my leg ans know this isn’t good. Daddy comes back over to me and shows me the whip he has chosen and begins to tell me why I am being punished because I didn’t handle spanking like a dirty slut should have..so I will get 5 licks from the whip..and that I better not pee on his cross. I hold my breath and wait for the first lick to come. As it lands, it feel like fire racing across my back. I suffer through four more and miraculously my bladder holds. Daddy takes me off the cross and he asks me if I have something to say..and looking down at the floor I ask him I can please go to the bathroom..not satisfied with me just asking he tells me to get down on the floor and beg and while I am doing this to worship his feet. I immediately get down on the floor and worship Daddy’s feet in between begging to pee. Finally he relents and leads me to the bathroom, I prepare to close the door ans he does not allow it. He stands there and watches me as I ready to pee, but then he stops from that and tells me to edge for 2 minutes before using the bathroom. I let out a startled cry, but begin Edging anyway. Tears are coursing down my face I am trying so hard not to cum, because I already did today and I am extra sensitive..two minutes are up now so I finally pee and it feel so good. I get off the toilet and Daddy tells me to come here. I walk over to him and he tells me to take down his pants as he now has to urinate as well. I take them down and he walks into the bathroom, but instead of going over to the toilet he walks over to the shower and tells me to get in and lie down. I get in the shower and lay down. Daddy gets in the shower and proceeds to urinate all over me. He asks me have I learned my lesson. I say yes Daddy, and I know that I will never forget to ask for permission or record my using the bathroom for Daddy. He then runs the real shower and tells me to clean up, everything but my face which still has cum all over it. I do as he says and step out of the shower. As I do I see he has a black marker in his hand and he begins to write slut all over my body. Then he takes me over to the wall where the restraints are waiting for me. He hooks me into the restraints and goes to get a flogger. Now I actually love the flogger. It really turns me on so I am surprised when Daddy chooses this as a punishment. He doesn’t tell me how many licks I will be getting or anything. He just tells to prepare myself. And I do..I feel the sting and I revel in the pain just a little..pretty soon it doesn’t even hurt anymore..and then I feel a jab as I realize that Daddy is fingering my pussy and cum is running down my legs and into a bowl that Daddy is holding. After getting from the restraints and sitting me down..he instructs me to mix my cum with his cum and spread it all over my face..kind of a cum facial mask. I do this as instructed and wear this for the next 2 hours. Finally Daddy ask me if I am going to be his good little girl or his dirty little slut and I tell him with cum on face, slut on my body, and tears in my eyes that i will be his good little girl again. He carefully carries me upstairs ans gently washes my face and tells me he only punishes me because he loves me and he wants me to be a good little girl and I agree. I sniffle and snuggle down into Daddy’s lap and put my thumb in my mouth. I will be a good little girl, for a little while..after all brats have much more fun hehehe. And then I fall asleep with a little smirk on my face hidden where Daddy can’t see.

Pleasure Cruise Part 1 [Oral]

I’ve recently been inspired to dust off my alt for the first time in nearly two years. I hope you enjoy!

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Okay, so the first thing you have to understand about cruise ship life is that there is nothing to do. Oh, sure, if you’re a paying passenger, don’t worry; dozens of people have put in *hundreds* of hours to make sure that you get to watch a great show after your fantastic day in Puerta Vallarta or wherever, and that you get to watch that show with a perfectly made (double-priced) drink in your hand. You get to go to the casino, the spa, the yoga classes, the bar… the world is your oyster and the entire ship basically exists for your benefit.

Not so much for the crew. Tiny cabins, no windows, relegated to the crew bar and the crew mess, and don’t even *think* about setting foot in the casino. On some lines, just standing on that part of the carpet will get you fired, no questions asked.

No Happy Endings – A choose your own rape adventure!

This is my first choose your own rape adventure story, No Happy Endings (there is 1, kinda 2 happy endings I guess). I started this as a way to push my writing, exploring new options. I truly hope you enjoy it all. It can be downloaded here…

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1WI5lnMooe7CEzujQjKnFhLCHnjQDiLFU/view?usp=sharing

It’s an HTML file, self contained, that you have to download. Once downloaded, just open it with Chrome or whatever browser you use and enjoy. No risk of viruses, but feel free to check to ensure, as it is not something I can just post on here. A single starting path that leads to 16 different endings. I’m proud of it. And it is literally just a proof of concept. You see, I’m planning on something bigger.

If interested in learning about the bigger project, go here (https://www.reddit.com/r/Badsammie/comments/sqkepa/no_happy_endings_my_first_choose_your_own_rape/)

My(F26) first time getting an erotic massage (WIP)

This is a work in progress, feel free to give feedback so I can update with more!

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*Do I need to do anything at an erotic massage?*

I type the awkward question into my phone’s browser window and hit ‘enter’, holding my screen at an angle on the bus as I try to be discreet. *Calm down Danielle,* I lean back into my seat as I take a careful peek at the results.

Your results may be explicit. A red banner screams a warning at the top of the screen and I panic. I quickly turn the screen off and stuff the phone back into my purse. Forget it. *I’ll find out when I get there…* *Oh god, why did I book this appointment!?*

Before long I am standing in front of a small massage studio that offers women like me “sweet bliss”. At 26 I’ll surely be his youngest client yet. A thought that barely improves my anxiety.

“You must be Dani.” He smiles, stretching out his hand for a handshake. I prefer Danielle, but I don’t correct him and smile instead. My hands feel clammy but I try to act cool, shaking his hand confidently as though it were a business exchange. I suppose it is, actually.