The Heal Slut: Chapter Five – The Ritual of Blood and Bond [MF][FF][Fantasy]

# Part Ten: The Prayer

**Tirron Maldrek**

Tirron stared down at the grave as Pitrin’s coffin was lowered inside. Nearby, four other coffins were being lowered at the same moment, the Priest of Ehlo conducting the services and casting the magic that let the bodies slowly descend in their bodies’ final resting place.

It was a sober moment, one arm around Marcia as she sniffled a little bit. Despite not knowing the men that died, it was clear she felt the loss of life and took death personally. Harvey stood on the other side of the graves, next to the Priest and across from the rest of their group gathering in a small cemetery outside of town. Ramona and Autumn stood next to Tirron, Ramona soothing the girl as she silently cried. It was a similar scene with the other men’s significant others, though Tirron would be hard pressed to name the women, as much as the men’s names were seared into his soul.

Hanging in the hotel (part 3: New Rules)

Sharon lay on the floor, hogtied tightly, her ass was beginning to burn from the now 6 hour deep wedgie. The lights were off and there was no noise at all, like a warehouse. The girl felt like she was an object, that she was forgotten about and had been left here to collect dust. Little did she know what was in store for her.

The door was unlocked, the lights came on, her new owner walked in and sat on a chair. He gazed at Sharon’s ass and could see the outline of her pussy as her cameltoe was still tightly in place. He got up, standing next to his fresh purchase. The ropes were slowly removed and before she knew it, the slave was on her knees with her eyes level to the man who she now belonged to’s crotch. She looked up at him, a slap hit her on the cheek. “Eyes down, whore” he whispered.

Sharon was left on her knees as the man circled her, observing his new property, she was pushed forwards onto all fours so he could inspect her deeply.

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I [M] fucked the cart girl [f] [str8]

This took place a few summers ago but I finally got around to writing it out.

I was 26 at the time and had sold my soul to a Fortune 500 company as soon as I finished college. I had moved from the southeast to the Midwest for my job and it was nice to have a fresh start in a new city. This adventure came when my boss offered me a chance to go with him to a client’s golf tournament on the weekend. Golf, booze and a weekend in a hotel on the company dime? What a deal! I drove up to the hotel and checked in Friday night and then meet my boss and the guys from the company at the hotel bar, which meant Friday night was destined to be a mess. All I remember was stumbling into my bed and falling asleep fully clothed.

Golf tournaments start ungodly early and my wake-up call came far too quickly. After jumping in the shower and crushing a coffee from the machine, I set off for the course. As soon as I pulled in the driveway, I realized this would be a special day, mainly because this was by far the nicest course I had and maybe would ever play.

[MF] The Red Room – Chapter 1

It was nearing midnight when Damien opened the front door for Rachel. They had just finished their 3rd date and when he had suggested a night cap, she could not resist.

He had said he was high up in a business firm in London, but when she walked into his apartment she was stunned. She was standing in a large open plan living space with a black marble kitchen, complete with floating island and breakfast bar. This shared the space with a 3-piece sofa suite, a plush rug and a large fireplace taking centre stage on the far wall. She also noticed a very well stocked glass drinks cabinet in one corner.

There were 3 doors leading into other rooms, the first was a bathroom, the second looked like a bedroom, she was sure she would be more acquainted with this room later. The third door was closed, and her imagination began to run away with her.

As she took her coat off and placed it on one of the breakfast stools, revealing a tight, short, black slip that had been hugging her in ways that made her confidence soar, Damien headed over to the drinks cabinet, pouring himself a whiskey, and a generous vodka tonic for her. Placing them onto the coffee table as he on the sofa, smirking to himself as Rachel looked around the apartment in awe.

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A Business Trip, A Broken Doorknob, and a Missing Thong [MF][voy][exh]

I [M] was planning a business trip out of state a few years back, and figured it would be a great opportunity to catch up with friends. On my route was a friend [F] of mine whom I’d known for a few years. We’d met through some mutual friends a while back while I was dating someone else, and even though I was taken back then, I always recognized how attractive she was.

She was always really cute, and definitely had that quiet “bookworm” girl feel which I really like. She had glasses and long blonde hair which she wore up or down depending on the day. She was very slim with pronounced features where it counted. Some of my “fondest” memories of her were the nerdy Halloween outfits she wore, such as one particular Wonder Woman costume she wore one year which did wonders to flaunt her figure.

Lesbian Mrs Santa

here is the girl version lol another version could be……..Mrs.Claus as Santa……. And So when the reindeer landed on the rooftop Mrs Claus descended down the chimney and as she made Her way down and appeared in the living room she startled a woman who was decorating the tree,so she said to this woman I’ve cum here to see if your boys have been Naughty or Nice this year but I see they are on the naughty list this year and So with a wave her clothes came off and she told the woman that she’ll take it out on the boys and make sure they cum back on the Nice list and the woman dropped to her knees and said oh please Mrs Claus is there anything that I can do to make sure my boys are on the good list this year?….Mrs Claus thought about it and since she was already naked with her huge engorged breasts just begging to be sucked and her cookie desperately in need of being eaten and the woman was still on her knees she ordered the woman to cum crawl to her and eat her cookie and suck her breasts and as the woman was eating Mrs Clauses cookie she stopped and said this does really taste like chocolate chip and continued to eat her fill, when the woman was finally done Mrs Claus reminded her that her breasts needed attention as well and so the woman started to suck Mrs Clauses tits and was delighted to find out that the breasts contained mint flavored milk and so the woman gladly emptied each breast untill they were empty and so Mrs Claus told the woman that she had a wonderful evening and would have to cum back after she was done with the other houses and check to see if she could convince the woman to cum to the nice list

Santa (M) and Susie (F)

here we go…..here is the first part?? , as Santa’s sleigh touches down on the rooftop he then sets off on going down the chimney and as he makes his way all the way down and as he enters the living room and is startled by a woman who is busy setting up the tree and so Santa says ah Susie I am here to see if your daughters have been naughty or nice and to see which list they are on and I see they are on the naughty list again…. so Santa drops his pants and tells Susie I’m afraid I’m going to have to take it out on their asses and convince them to be nice next year, and so Susie gets on her knees and is begging Santa that she will do anything to keep her daughters off the naughty list and so Santa says with a wink well you can finish me off since you are already on your knees,so Susie starts to suck him off and she says yummy yummy it tastes like candy cane and she happily keeps on sucking him off and taking his full load and then Susie stops and asks was that enough to keep them on the nice list and Santa tells her oh we’re not done I still have 2 more holes to fill and so Santa proceeds to fill both her ass and her pussy with loads and loads of cum and as it drips out her ass and pussy Santa tells her to taste it and Susie does and says mmmmm yummy yummy your stuff even tastes like candy cane and I want another taste and Santa tells her No Susie I have other houses to visit tonight but when I’m done I will cum back and give you your fill again untill your dripping from all holes

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File #1 (Jefferey Thomas, Cindy Thomas) [F] [M] [bd] [bdsm] [anal] [buk] [cuck]

This story is simply just fiction. It involves really dark themes such as kidnapping and such. So read if you want to.

File #1 (Jefferey Thomas, Cindy Thomas)

Cindy and Jefferey Thomas are a couple who have been happily married for 15 years. They seem to get along due to both of their love for american patriotism, football, and dancing. However, they also share a keen interest in racism, as both of them have been involved in violent situations regarding African Americans. Last week, Jefferey Thomas shot and injured a 15 year old teenager who was walking home. The boy was rushed to the hospital but was put in a coma due to the gun shot wound. Police were definitely no help, and people have been trying to get them kicked out of the neighborhood. To no prevail, they stayed where they were with no precautions. Two of our employees were dispatched after a request to capture them was made anonymously. They were captured with no trouble at all, once the wife was subdued, the husband gave himself up immediately. 

Do Not Open Before Christmas [D/s] [M/f] [denial]

We’re wrapping Christmas gifts for family and friends while holiday music plays in the background. It’s three nights before Christmas and there’s a decent sized pile of gifts ready to go at the end of the table. Yours all look immaculate, as if professionally done, meanwhile mine are mostly going into gift bags at this point since thrice now you’ve taken over my elementary-school-esque attempts while I was wrapping gifts in paper.

“You know,” I say with sass in my voice and a candy cane tucked into my cheek, “Santa doesn’t like show-offs.” I nod at your perfect packages.

“Hah, and your attempts at wrapping presents is liable to put you on the naughty list permanently,” you jest back at me.

“They weren’t *that* bad,” I say and get up to top off our wine glasses while “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” plays.

You pull me into your lap as soon as I set the wine bottle back down. I squeal and laugh at the unexpected gesture. You smile and pick up a ribbon. You delicately tie it in a bow around my wrist.

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The Heal Slut: Chapter Four – Pleasures, New and Old [MF][FF][Body Worship][Fantasy]

# Part Eight: An Imaginarium

**Bree Rose Abrakir**

It was with a light heart that Bree went about the rest of her day, her spirits lightened considerably since learning of the battle outside of the village. Talfen had informed her immediately after the Caravan arrived in town. Either way, it was hard to miss the influx of people that a caravan brought. Talfen took a portion of the guard to check the area, but didn’t turn out anything.

Bree learned from several of the survivors that she helped heal of Marcia’s involvement and the demonborn man, Tirron, that was caught up in a lust spell. As much as she wanted to head out and help Marcia, healing the dwarf’s wounds tired her out. And she knew Marcia would be coming for some ingredients, but Bree didn’t expect her to be bonded to the demonborn.

Seeing the bond in person was a thrilling experience, as it always was, but it had nothing on the sheer energy surrounding the man. After Marcia first kissed him and then her, Bree couldn’t resist using her energy to call to the man, goading him into kissing her. Feeling his lust respond, she could see why Marcia bonded to him.