Fun at the Drive-In [MF] [oral] [public]

I walked out of the building to find you waiting in your rental car parked at the curb with your warning flashers on. When I walked over and tapped on the window you looked my way and your face split into a huge smile. A dropped into the passenger seat and pulled your face to mine. I specifically remember feeling the excitement as our lips touched and our tongues danced; that feeling of longing and need. You pulled away from the curb and I directed you through the city toward the drive-in and, after paying the admission, we parked near the back of one of the smaller screens. We just sat and talked, your head resting on my chest, in the front seat as the sun went down and the surrounding became veiled with the shadow of darkness.

I leaned down, placing my lips next to your ear, and whispered, “get into the backseat, love.” As you wordlessly climb into the back seat, I maneuver the front seats to the forward-most position. Then, I climb out of the front seat and join you in the back. As the first movie begins, I wrap my arm around your back and pull your body close to mine. My fingers trace patterns up your arms and along the side of your neck, and I’m sure you can hear my heart pounding in my chest.

The Year of Yes [FM] [Fsub]

**JANUARY**

All eyes were on Katie as she danced in front of the band. Enthusiastic, that was the kind way to describe her dancing. She jumped up and down and her arms whirled in every direction as she span with the music. She wore a light blue dress with rose patterning, and a beaming smile. She was in her element, always happy to make a joke of herself at a party.

It was New Year’s Eve and 2017 was quickly rushing towards them all. Katie’s office had decided to throw a party at a small bar just round the corner from the office. 2016 had been a mixed year for her. On the one hand she had been promoted: she was now Company Secretary. This had brought a certain amount of respect around the office since she was only 23. On the other hand her boyfriend of 5 years, her only boyfriend ever, had cheated on her twice and they had split up.

All the Power, part 9.2 [MFFFFFFFFFFFF] [Mdom] [Fsub] [oral] [anal] [bdsm] [fantasy]

*Continued from part 9.1…*

Compared to the intense, noisy, scene moments before, things suddenly got quiet. Laetitia gagged periodically, the only sound in the room. His Supremacy relaxed His muscles again. For around twenty minutes, silence prevailed as two more Queen Priestesses pleasured His Supremacy.

Then, with violent abruptness, He pulled Laetitia’s head off His cock. He pushed Kelye down onto with the other hand, and moaned in pleasure.

His Supremacy looked down at Laetitia. “You have been pleasuring me,” He said softly. “You have been worshipping me…yet you did not properly beg for it.”

Laetitia looked at Him silently. She began to speak, but He slapped her across the face – startling, because He looked so calm. He placed His hand on Kelye’s head and casually gave her mouth a few thrusts.

“I reclaim five million gold tracens from you, Laetitia,” He said. “And you must spend tomorrow working among the Blessed Servants.”

“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Laetitia said, humbly.

He pulled Kelye off His cock and pushed Laetitia back down onto it. He looked at Kelye. “You, too, worshipped me without properly begging for it,” He said. He slapped Kelye across the face.

All the Power, part 9.1 [MFFFFFFFFFFFF] [Mdom] [Fsub] [oral] [anal] [bdsm] [fantasy]

*Part 9 is mostly just a massive orgy…this is the the start of it. Tags apply to both. Link to 9.2 will be posted in the comments. As usual, feedback encouraged.*

*I forgot to add the Str8 tag, but…probably goes without saying.*

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“FUCK YOUR SUPREMACY AHHHHH, FUCK FUCK AHHHH,” the concubine Gabriela cried out. “OH YOU’RE GOD YOU’RE GOD YOU’RE GOD ITS IT FEELS AHHHH…” His Supremacy grabbed her waist and her tits, pushing her back against the table.

Tetenia was bowing down just outside the room where His Supremacy was fucking Gabriela on a dining table. The concubine Mia bowed down beside her, as did Daymon, Henneler, eight other term servants and ten guardians. They were lined up on either side of the open doorway, just outside the room, creating a path in the middle on which He could walk. If He ever stopped fucking Gabriela, that is.

“OHOHOH YOUR SUPREMACY I’M NOT WORTHY…FUCK ME FUCK ME I’M NOT WORTHY OF BEING FUCKED BY YOU,” Gabriela shouted, loud enough to ring in Tetenia’s ears from fifteen feet away. His Supremacy was standing at the edge of the table, fucking Gabriela as she lay on her back. He pulled His cock out of her pussy almost to the tip, then thrust back in. “OHOHOHOHOH,” Gabriela moaned, or shouted, or moanshouted, sounding like she was about to lose all sanity.

All the Power: The Sacred Declaration [background] [Str8] [fantasy] [no sex]

*We pause from our regular programming for some more background info…*

*The Sacred Declaration was promulgated several years prior to the events depicted in the stories, and codified many of the institutions, relationships and practices that are referenced in it. Many of these things first emerged in the years prior to the Declaration, as Emperor Athello IV/His Supremacy rose to ever-more-dizzying new heights of power, insisted on ever-more-elaborate forms of worship, and came to be viewed as God-like – or even just God.*

*The following is not the text of the Declaration, but a description of its contents and implications. It’s not a narrative, and some readers may find it dry, but I include it for reference and for readers interested in world-building. For some more background (including some history, and an explanation of why His Supremacy has three-minute orgasms), check out the post ‘A bit of background,’ which I will link to in a comment.*

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The Sacred Declaration held that Emperor Athello IV of Tras will henceforth add the title of Supreme God of Gods, Supreme Ruler of Men, and Supreme Being of All That is Known and Unknown. He will known as His Supremacy and addressed as Your Supremacy. He retained His title as Emperor of Tras, but the new title superceded it.

All the Power, Part 8.2 [Str8] [MFFFFFFF] [Mdom] [oral] [anal] [fantasy] [huml]

*Author’s note: Continued from part 8.1. There’s more sex in this one. Tags apply to 8.1 and 8.2. You can find links to prior installments of the story by clicking on my profile.*

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Just a few minutes later, an outer term servant, who had been guarding the perimeter of The Sacred Radius, appeared and bowed down.

“Yes?,” His Supremacy said to the term servant, not looking at him.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy. Serving you is the only reason that I exist. The concubine Collasa is here, and requests entry to Your Sacred Presence.”

“She may enter.”

“Thank you, Your Supremacy.” The term servant went back to the perimiter, and Collasa entered and bowed down. His Supremacy dug his heels into the backs of Linisee and Shendra and moaned lightly. Pyndra choked on His cock, almost nonstop, for a minute or two, as His Supremacy groped at Karina’s breasts.

“Why have you come before me, Collasa?,” His Supremacy said.

“Thank you, Your Supremacy,” Collasa said. “I would call you God, but the word does not begin to do justice to your power. I humbly beg for permission to request absolvance of pennance.”

All the Power, Part 8.1 [Str8] [MFFFFFFF] [Mdom] [oral] [anal] [fantasy] [huml]

*Author’s note: This will be continued in Part 8.2…when posted, I will post a link in a comment. Tags apply to part 8.1 and 8.2.*

*Those who have read the series will anticipate the outlandish weirdness that’s going on here. I know it’s not for everyone. That said, I would definitely appreciate feedback.*

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Miraculously, Jyushka was right.

Just a couple of weeks after their conversation, Tetenia became able to perform an hour of Full Worship on His Sacred Likeness with minimal abrogations. The transformation happened in just a few days. The metaphor Jyushka used fit – it felt like she had broken through some kind of mental wall.

Maybe Jyusha’s words helped Tetenia, as the other concubine was also correct that performing Full Worship didn’t really get any easier, at least in terms of the experience. There was simply no way to have a rock-hard, ten-inch golden phallus (or a rock-hard, ten-inch actual cock) shoved into your esophagus while you’re on your knees without experiencing extreme discomfort and pain. You could control your breathing all you liked, you could practice enough so that you don’t vomit, but the aches and pains and choking don’t go away. If anything, they intensify. But do it enough, and one day you’ll just take it and keep going. His Supremacy’s pleasure is more important than your pain.

It’s a Man’s World? [MF][AltReal][Reluc]

[Hello all, here’s a story I’ve been toying around with, ten pages or so. This is all I have so far, but I thought you might enjoy it. It is *kind of* a FemDom story, but not in the way you might be thinking. It’s a “what if?” kind of concept, a sexier Twilight Zone, if you will. Feel free to comment.]

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**It’s a Man’s World?**

Bethany Ambrose, Beth to her friends, was nervous about her interview. It was her first major opportunity outside of college, a real job possibility rather than an internship or a training program that *might* lead to a job. Brannon Industries was one of those indeterminate mega-corporations, they did a little bit of everything, and did very well on the stock market. As she entered the corporate center, one of half-a-dozen such buildings across the US, she adjusted her jacket and skirt and stepped up to the security desk.

“I’m here for a ten AM interview,” she said, trying to sound confident. The security guard looked her up and down from behind his desk.

[Fm] English Class

First Post, Like that sh*t.

Johnny was in the 11th grade, still only 17, he was a little unsure of himself in plenty different ways. He had always been an alright student, taking care to stay out of any real trouble, and keep his grades passing. His friends were constantly on his mind, and when he wasn’t at school, he was hanging around with them, playing card games, or being a troubled pot smoker. But he didn’t let this get in the way of his care for life. He smoked pot because it was something for him to do that was both with his friends, and “Against the system”, though he wasn’t really even concerned with anarchy. He just liked to relax and feel the warm smoke fill his lungs.

Johnny was a typical high school boy, but he felt he had to hide something from all of his friends, and peers. He was afraid that this secret would have him ostracized from them. So he kept it between him and the woman he shared it with.

[Ff] “Governess” (Victorian lesbian romance)

I was twenty years of age when my father employed Agatha as governess to the twins, my half-siblings by his second wife. He had not married for a third time. He said that after losing my mother to the fever and my stepmother during childbirth, it seemed that he was doomed to live alone. Such sentiments, though I rebuked them as any good daughter should, gave me the perfect excuse for my own reluctance to find a suitor. How could I do any such thing when my father needed me so?

It meant that when Agatha joined us, I was neither married nor attached. And neither was she. Oh, but she was exotic. Her skin was a rich, golden brown; in colour like that of a farm hand or a traveller, yet smooth and unblemished even at the age of thirty-two. She smiled all the time, so unseemly for a governess, and she was fond of sweet tea and cream that gave her face, her waist and her bosom a roundness that appealed to my every sense.