Stage Slut [MMFF, bdsm, exh, Fdom, Fsub, huml, nc, oral, reluc, voyeur]

I was tied up. They kept me in my cage backstage, hands and feet always in cuffs, ready to be bound by cords. They were already bound- one of the guards had secured them half an hour ago. He… promised… that he and a friend would be back soon, to fetch me for the show.

They've already got me ready for the show. I'm wearing a new outfit this time- a black leather crop top, with a too-tight halterneck holding my large breasts. Leather skintight pants, with a hole cut into them, showing my black cotton panties underneath. It's uncomfortable, lying the way I am on the floor with all the leather, but I can't move. Not with the restraints.

"Hey. Slut. It's your turn." I look up to see the two guards smiling darkly at me, obvious bulges in their pants. One of them began to move a hand down to his crotch. "The problem is, we're not quite sure if you're ready to perform. We think you might need a little preparation." "No, I- I'm fin-" "Did I say you could talk, slut? Because I don't remember that. I don't remember that at all. You're not here to talk."

My ex-boyfriend’s fuck toy. [mf] [fsub] [reluc] [creampie]

It's a Saturday night, and I'm running around my apartment trying to get ready for my date with Troy, my new boyfriend. Things are going really well, his calm and rational behavior a nice detour from the passionate, unsustainable fuck fest that was my last relationship. Troy is vanilla, but a girl needs vanilla every once in a while. He opens doors, slowly hits each base before slipping off my panties, and it's usually pretty nice.

I'm wearing a loose, flowing dress whose thin fabric clings to the supple curves of my body as if painted on in certain places. It's strapless, but the dark blue fabric covers my perky chest nicely, contrasting against my pale skin and drawing the eye to a hint of my busty cleavage. The skirt flutters against my bare thighs teasingly, and a little black thong covers my smooth shaven lips beneath. Long, dark brown curls spill over my shoulders, the thick locks teasing at bare skin.

I'm debating what shoes would be most sensible for the night when I hear my apartment door unlock and swing open. By the time I get over the initial freeze of surprise and cross my bedroom, the door has already shut and lock again.

[mf] Girl in the flat window

My day of extra time finally done, I trudged through the grimy city streets. Each car that clipped my heels as I crossed a road I never even noticed. I was simply resigned.

Other students walked past- intoxicated and in a party mood, ready to go "out" for the night, to a club downtown. I walked past them all, and stared up at the wide, brightly lit glass windows of each flat I went past. Floor after floor, block after block, each filled with smiling young people clutching a glass of something or other.

In one window, a girl looked out. She was fully dressed up, in a beatiful green dress and with her lovely brown hair spread out around her head. I stared up at her, and met her gaze. Our eyes locked, and I gestured with my hand as if I was holding a phone. She was surprised, and hesitated, then instead left the room she was in.

I stood still and looked around, wondering what I should do. Then, just as I set off, the door of the house opened behind me. I span round to see the girl, who closer up seemed to have cried recently. She didn't say anything, but I walked up to the door and held it open further. She staggered out and brushed my chest.

First Time post:Lost in The Woods (ff)

Chapter 1

I woke up alone in the dark. The ground was soft and damp, fresh from a light rain that was just turning to a fine mist. The sounds of the forest were slowly starting to rustle and chirp now that the rain was letting up.

I felt refreshed from my sleep but oddly tranquil, considering I'd no idea how I'd come to be in the middle of a forest. I lived in a 5th floor walk-up in Brooklyn, and even though I could sprint to the park in less than 10 minutes from my doorstep, I was clearly not in the park. Or the city for that matter.

I should have been terrified, or at the very least, alarmed. Instead, I was relieved and comforted, like I'd finally arrived at my destination after a few wrong turns. I must admit, I wasn't entirely sure that I wasn't still dreaming in my bed, but I figured I might as well have a look around until I woke up for real. Most of my dreams were usually frightfully dull, so I'd try to enjoy this one while it lasted.

Slave to my College Roommate (Part Two) [MM][Mdom][Anal][nc]

Hey there! I'm RPDiem. I'm fairly new to this, so if you have complaints, feel free to voice them. I'm always open to criticism, and it allows me to improve my craft. However, if you downvote the story without commenting on why, I'm just going to assume it's because it's about two dudes fucking, which isn't really constructive.

Anyway, without further ado, the story!


PART TWO: CONQUEST

A marked tension had developed between Chris and I since the “wrestling” incident. Whenever I’d open my mouth to bring up our encounter, his cold eyes would meet mine and my words would die in my mouth.

I found that after that first display of dominance, Chris had begun to more openly wander in his underwear, his large bulge straining against the fabric of his briefs as he walked through our room. It soon became second nature for him to strip down whenever he got home from class or a social outing, and he’d only dress up when he had to go out again.

lunchtime car fun (ff) (les) (foot) (car)

So I have this sexy girlfriend named Victoria, if you want to know how that happened read the other story on my profile. We go to a girl’s only catholic high school, and one day during lunch she suggested we go to her car and eat, which is normally allowed and we have been doing this for the past week before ever since her dad got her a new VW beetle. As I was finishing my sandwich she began to rub my leg and wanted to fool around, so I happily obliged and began to make out with her. She rolled up my skirt and rubbed my purple bikini bottoms that I was using as panties (don’t judge). I reached over and grabbed her tit with one hand and rubbed my tit with the other hand.

The Lonely Princess [fm][fantasy][fdom][msub][reluc]

The dungeon was dark and damp, I could hear something scurrying around beneath me. I pointed my torch at the ground. As the light illuminated the floor, a small animal hissed and ran away, as if it were afraid of the light.

What am I doing? This is no place for a princess. I looked back at the stairs, perhaps I should go back. Back to my nice warm room, my soft bed and loyal cats. No, I must continue, this is my last chance.

I continued down the dungeon halls, looking at various cells. They were all empty, we only had one prisoner this night. He must be bruised and beaten, cold and shivering. As I thought about him, all alone and helpless, my legs began to shake.

[M4F][nc][Fdom][Opening my eyes] Here’s… Christmas Present

Fourteen… Fourteen? Fourteen is no age at all, you're merely learning how to function as a human being, while the hormones of puberty gather in the distance, waiting to approach, and knock upon the door. But Fourteen was the age I received my Christmas Present. Such a long time ago, but yet unforgettable.

Dad died when I barely knew him, and Kate lived alongside us. The neighbour from heaven. My mum's best friend, and my second mother, essentially. She'd scooped me up from the ground when I fell from the tree, and drove like a maniac to the Emergency Room. Her and mum waved me off on my first day at proper school. I even shared my first kiss with her daughter, Katie, and I'm not sure she ever knew that. She always called me 'Little Mister'. Even when I left for University, she stood there, on the driveway, with a warm smile and instructed me to 'Read books. Learn things. But have fun, Little Mister. Never forget to have that fun.'

Last Nights Foreplay [MF] [oral]

Her body fit into his perfectly. Her body was athletic with curves in all the right places. She would lay on her side as he brought himself close to her. They would fit. She would arch her back and throw her head on his shoulders and he kissed her neck from behind. Her body would girate and move with his kisses and he could feel it in his groin. He would press himself against her back. Her legs would wrap around his, bringing him closer. His hands would be touching her firmn stomach, her soft thighs, her firm breasts would fill his hands. He would grab her by the neck and pull her closer. His power over her would make her drip. She arched her neck and they kissed passionately. His hand worked his way down her body, grabbing her breasts, rubbing her belly, stroking the inside of her thighs and driving her crazy. His finger would brush past her pussy and back down to her thighs. The air from his fingers hitting her pussy would give her pangs of pleasure. She was turned on and wanted him more than anything. He pressed his fingers as close to her pussy as he could without touching it. She tried to move her body to make him touch her but he resisted. He loved to drive her wild. He was hard and his dick was between her thighs, moving in and out between them. He finally touched her clit and immidiately took his hand away. She was getting mad. He put his finger close to her mouth and she licked it. He moved his wet finger to her nipple, and stroked it until it was hard and his fingers were dry again. She was groaning with pleasure, her body was tense and hot. He put his finger close to her mouth again and she lunged for it, wetting it as much as she could. He teased the nipple again but this time he went lower. He touched the tip of her clit and this time there was no teasing. He spread her wet spit all over her clit and felt the pleasure move through her body. He moved his finger lower and felt her wet pussy dripping. He put his finger in just enough to make it wet, and moved it back up to rub it on her clit. He made small circular motions with his finger while kissing and biting her neck. She was completely at his mercy. There was no way she would do anything to stop this ecstacy roaring through her body. She gave herself into it and lost all awareness of her surroundings. Every move of his finger brought her closer. He would bite and lick her neck in all the right places, rub her nipple with his other hand, and her clit was completely wet. It wasn’t long before she couldn’t hold it back any longer. She tried to stop it for as long as she could, just so it would explode. When she couldn’t bare it any longer, she let herself go and the rush of pleasure came gushing. She threw her head back, her legs spread open and her body shook as the trembling worked its way up her body. He loosened his grip to feel her body fill with pleasure. The moans came out as she tried to express the pleasure with a noise. They started loud and started to wane as the orgasm faded and she was left with the aftermath of what felt like a hurricane blowing through the room. She was exhaused but yet more energetic than ever. He lay behind her, slowly stroking her hips with the tips of his fingers. She looked at him, her face flustered and glistening with a thin layer of sweat. She turned around, and moved herself closer to him, facing him. She brought her face close to his, pressed her body against his, and gently bit his lower lip. She moved her hand down his back and around to his dick. It was as hard as it could be and she grabbed it to feel the his power and the heat that she wanted inside her so badly. She licked his lips slowly all the way around. He put his tongue out and she grabbed it in her mouth and sucked it gently, a sign of what was to come. Her tonge worked the tip of his and she slowely teased his. Her hands scratched his back as she moved her face into his neck, gently licking the side mixed with gentle bites. She moved down to his chest, puching him flat on his back on the bed. She crawled on top of him, letting her hair fall on his chest as she moved lower. He couldnt see her face but he knew what she was looking at. She moved back up to his chest and lowered her lips onto his nipple. She touched it gently with her dry lips, and with his nipple in between them, she licked it sending a ruch of pleasure through his body. She quickly grabbed it in her mouth and gently nibbled and licked it. Her hands were holding his down on the bes and he barely made attempts to resist. She moved to the other nipple and licked and nibbled it until he couldnt take anymore. She sat up with her pussy resting on his thigh. He could feel her wet pussy dripping down his thigh as she moved down his leg, slowely. Her hair brushed his sensitive and moise nipples as she moved down his body. She held her face over his dick, her pussy pressing against his lower leg and her hair covering him. She moved lower until he could feel her breath. She was very close. He looked up and saw her tongue sticking out of her mouth, reaching to touch the tip of his erect dick. He resisted the urge to move his body up to thrust his dick into her mouth. He wanted it but knew it was better to wait. She moved away and lifted his dick with her hand, standing it upright, ready for her mouth. She moved her body to the side, crouching over his body so he could enjoy her sexy figure as she knelt down next to him. He reached his hand and grabbed her breasts and rubbed her thighs as she lowered her mouth to take him into her mouth. She stopped just above his dick, then took just the tip into her mouth. She dripped the tip with her wep lips and let her tongue touch it, making slow circular motions around the tip. He threw his head back and closed his eyes to enjoy the subtle moves of her tongue. She moved her lips lower, taking more of him into her mouth. Her tongue was moving aorund and making his dick wet. Without taking his dick out of her mouth, she moved lower. She started to make smallmotions up and down while taking more and more of his dick into her mouth until his tip touched the back of her mouth. He felt paralysed with pleasure as she slowely pulled him out and grabbed his dick with her hand. He looked at her as she took his dick back into her mouth with her hand, started rubbing him up and down as her mouth covered the tip. His dick was dripping wet as her hands worked it up and down. She stuck her toingue out of her mouth and rested it on the tip of his dick as her hand worked it up and down. She took him into her mouth and sucked it hard as she moved up and down with her lips and hand gripping him tight. He looked down at her body moving and her breasts bouncing with her. She began her stride and threw his head back to feel everything she was doing. She wanted him to cum and he could feel it. She wanted to give him pure joy. She ws moaning with his dick in her mouth. She was groaning as she moved his dick to the back of her mouth and out again, licking the tip and moving it back into her mouth again. He moved his body up and down with her and before he could do anything about it, he grabbed her hair. She knew what was coming and moved harded and took him deeper. She moved faster and he grabbed her hair tighter. She was moaning louder and gripping him tighter. His legs shuddered as he exploded into her mouth. She kept his dick in her mouth and slowely moved her lips up until they were at the tip. She kept her lips there, slowly sucking him until his body had stopped shaking with pleasure. She gently moved her hand up his dick and moved her mouth away, swallowing everything in her mouth. She gently licked his dick from the bottom to the tip, and worked her way up his body with her tongue as he recovered. Both their bodies were hot and sweaty. They were both ready. She wanted to feel him inside her.

Hotel Hook-up with a Stranger [MF] Intro chapter

'I must have been crazy, agreeing to this,' I told myself as I paced between the window and the nightstand. I was four glasses in, with another bottle standing nearby just in case after having come up to a room from the bar downstairs. My friends had coerced me into this, dressing me up to their specifications and scanning the bar’s occupants for a suitable hook-up. Their justification was that I seriously needed to get over my six month-long dry spell which had been affecting my mood as of late. With a snarl I drained the considerable amount of what was left in my glass and tried to convince myself they were wrong.

This was stupid, not to mention risky. They were going to send some man, some stranger up here to have sex with me. And for what? So I would stop getting that crinkle between my eyebrows and have the endless Snickers jokes finally stop? As I poured another glass full of rich red wine I could have spat on the floor remembering those jokes. “Hey __________, do you want a Snickers? You turn into kind of a bitch when you’re ‘hungry’.”