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[MF] Taken Back to Her Place – Part 1b [Long]

[SETUP HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7v1c87/mf_taken_back_to_her_place_part_1a_longsetup/)

 

Less didn’t live far from the barcade, so we hoofed it the 4 or 5 blocks to her humble studio apartment. Turns out, she wasn’t kidding about the plants. There was not only a forest of ferns and assorted cosmetic plants, she had a little windowsill garden that she had pulled inside of a few veggies. She had Christmas lights strung up along the perimeter of her apartment, offering enough light to see, but probably not enough to read a book in, not that reading was our intention for being here.

 

After she unlocked the door, she tossed her keys onto the small island that made up 1/2 of the kitchen area, which was around two times the size of the dining area, all of which made up nearly 2/3 of the space (if you don’t include the bathroom and closets). The remaining space was occupied by a leather couch that appeared to be adopted, by the look of the holes in it and a mattress, surprisingly well dressed for being set on the floor. It was nested in between 3 ferns, giving it a space all its own, despite the open layout of the apartment. Read more »

[MF] Taken Back to Her Place – Part 1a [Long][Setup]

(This was too large to post in one post, so what follows is the set up. I will be posting a link to the rest as soon as I get it posted. TL;DR at the bottom.)

I think it’s been long enough now that I can talk about this lucidly.

The night I met Less I definitely couldn’t have though. It’d been a brutal week at work and, so, I went to a barcade in town to blow off some steam and some quarters. I went with a few of my friends, but quickly ended up deserted (I guess there was some show at some bar nearby and they knew I wouldn’t care for it). Three beers down and a couple rounds of pinball later and I was feeling more at ease.

I headed to the bar to refill on beverages and quarters. I leaned against the bar waiting with a 10 in hand. It was then that I felt a hand on my back. I expected to see one of my friends, returned, common human courtesy having returned to them (bitter? Me? No!). But, much to my delight, it was a petite, dark-haired girl, wearing a low cut top with a denim jacket, holding out a 10 dollar bill at me. Her hair was short, in a sort of angular bob-cut that made her look super hip and her jeans were high waisted, her top sloppily tucked into it. Read more »

[MF] How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to Slave Husband? Part 6

Author Commentary – thanks for feedback on part 5 I had a little time last night and explained a bit more. No problem if some didn’t love it. Again this was my life at the time and what I did. For me…..for her……and now for you. This chapter is much longer, and has a few surprises along the way….btw someone did ask how long ago this was………..the present story time is About Sept/Oct 2010 at this point.

By about the 7 month mark of our arrangement I felt like our relationship was beginning to turn a corner. In many ways I felt like any normal couple with a few variations. She handled the finances, yes, but I thought of it as a joint account. And concerning the allowance which was averaging anywhere from $85-$135/week I really didn’t need anything. Most Saturday afternoons, sometime after lunch we would go to the supermarket together, mostly so she could control what we ate each week. Which worked out pretty well because I had been cooking my own meals since the age of 11. Growing up Italian in a divorced household, both my father and grandfather cooked, I just had to tweak my cooking a bit by adding some healthier meals because she insisted that we stay in shape. That was easier for me because she would limit my calorie intake. Not to the point of being malnourished, but I really wasn’t allowed to snack, drink soda, or eat chocolate. Read more »

[FF] A drunken mistake. (Basically no detail of the sex.. well no detail of the sex..)

Sooo long story short, i found out my BF was cheating on me and then went to a bar, i was obviously a little angry and didn’t wanna be around men so it was a bar for gay women (I figured i’d be left alone more easily there), i kinda forgot it was a gay bar after like 20 mins of sitting there sad and a girl came over and started talking to me, she was really nice, sweet and funny so i kinda just spoke with her for like 3 hours. Aaaaand woke up in her bed.. (We were both naked, she was like wrapped around me, her legs on mine gently shifting against them.. i.. actually kind of enjoyed the feeling of her snuggling into me aaaand that makes me embarrassed) I’m straight so this is like.. just confusing as hell for me, i’ve never even thought about girls like that never mind actually wanting to do it. So it’s utterly confusing and i’m a little lost in all honesty, not helped by the fact i’m (110%) straight and my mom would muuuurder me if she knew what happened. Read more »

Orgasm after orgasm, thanks to a new toy in the bedroom [FM]

It’s only been 20 days or so since I came into a sexual awakening. Since then, my husband and I have had some fun each night he’s home. Sex dominates our late night discussions once the little one goes to bed. The night before last, I had a special package come in the mail, a new vibrator. As long as my hand, pink and ribbed. I tried it out the night before and couldn’t wait to incorporate it into our next evening of fun.

Last night, we started chatting about threesomes – it’s next on our bucket list to try. I started drinking some wine, which tends to make me dangerously flirty. No one is safe around me when I’m tipsy. I slipped into a cute dress so we could take photos for our swingers profiles. We started perusing some of the sites we joined, and I sent some flirty messages to folks who matched our criteria. Read more »

A thumb and the stairwell [MF]

Maybe it was a Tuesday, I don’t remember. I was scheduled early that day. I spent most of the morning idly waiting for a patient to come out of surgery. It was quiet around there—not the usual hustle of Pre op. Dr. Shah, the anesthesiologist also was hanging around his office on his phone playing candy crush or something. I walked by his office and casually glanced over to see if he was there. My heart leapt a little when I saw him. I smiled to myself. Today was going to be a fun day at the surgery center!

Dr. Shah and I had met the week before at the lake house where he docks his boat. I had been looking forward to boating but the battery was dead. It was August and still very hot in TX. He had specifically asked me to wear a smaller bikini. I obliged him in my one-size-too-small emerald green string bikini. You know the ones that tie on the side. Now that we couldn’t boat we opted to float on the Lilly pad that was tied to the side of the dock. We drank margaritas and I listened to too many stories of nostalgia. After the second drink and third story he started a fourth. I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled him to me and kissed him-mostly to shut him up. In between alternating kisses, I told him there would be no more stories. Pretty sure that embarrassed him a bit but I figured a tongue in his mouth and my wet body pressing up to his would soften the blow. And I was right. Forgiven. Read more »

[MF] How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to Slave Husband? Part 5

How I went from Submissive Co-Worker to Slave Husband? – Part 5

I have a little more time this afternoon to go a bit further today, but it may not be as long as this morning? I’m going to slow down a bit and try to pick up right around where I left off, because I veered off the little game my mistress had put in place that I wanted to confess.

To briefly recap. My fiancé and I are over, and while in a somewhat dark place I sink myself into being everything for my mistress. I move in, start handing over my paychecks (but I get an allowance of $110 week). I’ve committed myself to her and have now signed a contract.

FINANCIAL PLANNING Read more »