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Getting Over Samantha [MM] [M/Fdom] [pegging] [bisexual] [transgender] [fiction]

 

###Chapter 1 of 6

 

Secrets don’t stay hidden. And secret habits are revealed more quickly. Why? Because they’re habits. You do them over and over again. The more you do them, the more chances there are of your getting caught.

Russell got caught. Worst of all, it was his best friend, confidante and secret crush, Samantha, who found the proverbial smoking gun.

They were at a young adults meeting at church when she needed to make a call, but realized she had left her phone at home, so she borrowed Russell’s phone. He had given it to her without hesitation, not realizing that this was one of those rare times when he had not, as a precaution, logged out of his Reddit account via which he browsed for porn and commented on all manner of sexual imagery and smut. He also posted a few of his own dick pics and link-shared porn videos and photos to several subreddits. Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 2 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

**—2—**

The torture room is cleaned. There is still blood spatter here and there, but, thankfully, the vomit has been scrubbed away. My torture devices have been cleaned and put back, shining, onto the tool shelves. I took off my blood-soaked clothes and put on a comfortable emerald silk robe.

James, Susie, and Sarah are brought in. Their feet and hands are in shackles.

“Hello there,” I say pleasantly.

“It is a pleasure to see you, merciful Goddess,” James replies. His sisters bow to me. I burst out laughing.

“Merciful? I don’t think so.”

“Forgive me, Goddess,” James bows.

“Maybe I will,” I say quietly. I take a long look at him. He is watching me nervously. Susie looks at me too, but then her eyes dart around the room and take in the blood stains and the tools on my tool bench. Sarah on the other hand stares straight at me. Her expression is that of determination – and awe? Interesting…

“Do you know what you are here for,” I address James while still eyeing Sarah.

He hesitates. “To please you in any way we can, Goddess,” he replies finally. I like that reply. Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 3 and Part 4 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

**—3—**

Turning someone into a vampire is not a simple matter of swapping blood. There has to be intent. There also has to be actual death involved. So in order to make a vampire, I have to drink the subject, I have to give him or her my blood, and I have to kill them, all while wanting the turning to happen. I can break their necks, or shoot them, or hang them – it doesn’t matter, really – but the simplest and neatest way to do this is to just drain them of their blood.

If you don’t kill the subject, but follow all the other steps – with intent – then there still will be a transformation, but what you will end up with is a ghoul, not a full vampire. Ghouls also need blood to survive, but they don’t get all the perks the vampires do. They don’t grow sharp retractable incisors, they don’t have our mesmerism or superstrength, and the aversion-to-sun cure doesn’t actually work on them. Their minds also cannot really handle the blood thirst, and they lose their sanity very rapidly. All in all, ghouls are an unnecessary mess. Very few vampires keep them around. We are allowed to create as many as we want as they usually die out within a few months, but we usually have no reason to. (This is unlike making new vampires, where we have to request permission from the vampire lords, and may not get one for several decades. And yes, we do have vampire lords – they are in charge of running our vampire utopia.) Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 1 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

**—0—**

*This is my beautiful show*

*And everything is shot in slow motion*

*-*Marilyn Manson, “*Slo-mo-tion*”

My name is Lucie. I was nineteen years old when I died.

My maker’s name was Valentine – a cliche name, for sure, but vampires who began their un-life in the nineties and early two thousands tended to go for these. Vlad, Lestat, Spike, Kraven – pop-culture galore. I’m not judging; these names make more sense than using their given names. Vampire Bob? No way.

My maker shouldn’t really concern you though. He’s dead. I killed him while I was riding him, right at the moment when he came inside of me. He turned into a pile of ash, and I finished myself off with the handle of the stake I used to kill him. I rubbed his ash all over my body. It was fun.

What should concern you is this: in the mid-nineties, a cabal of more progressive vampires began researching something that would change the world forever – a cure to our aversion to sun. The cure involved some breeding programs, gene alteration, and magic. They would breed humans to birth genetically altered babies, and these babies would be turned when they reached an appropriate age. They thought that these progenies would take care of them. But we – for I was one of them – were an ungrateful bunch. Read more »

After PE School fantasy (Femdom, Sweat, Scat, Nasty) (FFM)

First of all, this is my first story I wrote, there is probaly many mistakes and pacing errors but I hope you enjoy it anyway, critisism is welcome!

This is based on real people in my old class, names are changed and this obviously didnt happen, its just a fantasy i had. Its really dirty, I hope you enjoy.

Hi, my name is Richard and im on ___ grade, I am a little athletic, not too ripped but not fat either. If I would rate myself in the looks category i would say im a 7 or 8 out of 10.

I had many crushes in school and one of them was Hilda from my class, she was actually funny, nice and seemed to flirt with me often in class and otherwise, but i am really shy about asking people out so i never did. Hilda was almost perfect in my eyes bodywise too, she had pretty good hip to waist ratio and actually one of the thickest asses in the entire class, also she was athletic and beautiful with red -ish hair and milky white skin. She often wore really tight jeans and yoga pants to school and I was often trying to catch little clipses of her ass in class. Read more »

Luigi and peach’s sex tape

So I’ve been a Mario fan for about as long as I remember. I play most of the Mario games and really enjoy them.

Anyways so this just happened a few days ago. I was on the subreddit called r/mario. I was looking around the sub looking at some cool posts when I found one post that someone just posted a minute ago. Someone said, “I’m horny as fuck.” There was a link. I clicked on it curious and there was a video file downloaded to my computer. I looked at the file and it says, “Luigi and peach’s sex tape.mp4” I was very curious so I clicked on the video to play it.

The video is took in place at a bedroom with peach and Luigi standing behind the bed.

Luigi: hello and welcome to our sex tape!

Peach: Me and Luigi are gonna have so much fun! *giggles*

the song pink matter by frank ocean (feat Andre 3000) starts playing.

I honestly felt a little excited for this.

Luigi: we will begin to take off our clothes now. Read more »

[Non-Fiction][reluc][mf] Short story about the time I gambled for consent with my high-school sweetheart

Prologue: I didn’t plan for this to be so long, it was just going to be a comment for askredditafterdark, but I figured y’all might enjoy it too. Let me know if you did. Here we go:

I was roughly 17 at the time and a mostly normal kid. Maybe spent slightly too much time with my girlfriend at the time. Her dad was ex-marine, but I had a weighty set of balls on me. Literally, because she had been teasing me from like 7PM-12:30AM. Worth mentioning is that me and her had been active for about 7 or 8 months at this point and had sex rooted in BDSM- and we kind of knew each other pretty well at this point. Therefore, I could tell it was about time to get down and started to initiate by the good old cuddle-poke. Surprisingly to me, she says she is too sleepy tonight. I initially accepted this and left her alone, no big deal.. But I was left with a nut too powerful to handle alone. However, I concede that what I did next was morally grey. I mean, she was into forced stuff but never had I done something that could betray that trust like this, but I was feeling extra dominant. Read more »

Kinky story

I went to school today, in the men’s bathroom in the stalls there are hooks on the backs of the doors, I took my bag and coat off, stood on the toilet seat and hooked my tighty whiteys on the back the of the door on the coat hook. I slowly lowered myself down and hung there by my underwear for an excruciating 45 minutes. So many people walked past my stall, people noticed nobody had left that stall for ages and it was great. I could hear everyone in there and it got me so hot. True story from today. Comment if you want more stories like this.

Unexpected Shower Guest [MF][Non-consensual][Oral only]

First time posting here… let me know what you think or if I broke any rules… I’ve never shared my writing with anyone, so here goes….

The lights flickered as Ash slipped on her clothes for the night. A good day, wonderful perhaps. A few posts on reddit, a bit of shopping, and work wasn’t bad for once either. All in all, the young woman had been rather happy.

He had watched the car pull in. She lived alone, and the house wasn’t too close to others. She was a good target. Young, pretty, and an exhibitionist if the posts she made suggested anything. He had followed her on reddit at first, her teasing posts and suggestions interested him. It had developed into an obsession. Eventually, he had a friend extract the meta data from her posts, and found her. He had been watching her for some days now, waiting for a good time… Read more »

Parents caught me sexting. [straight]

Last night my parents came home from dinner while i was texting with someone i met on this site. I was completely naked except except for my socks.

I tried to jump up and cover up but I wasn’t quick enough and they basically caught me red handed, so to speak.

They also discovered a huge wet spot on the couch that they weren’t too happy about and my dad said he “could smell my stuff.”

Then he spanked me. I don’t know how to handle this: I’m 21 years old. How do I tell my dad that he shouldn’t be spanking me anymore? Also, I feel like he may have been trying to smell me some more. Weird.