The Questgiver [MFFF] [bdsm] [fantasy] [Fsub]

Inspired by a post in WritingPrompts

 

I started the first day of my new life the way I always did. I had my morning coffee, my morning wank, my morning shower. The drive to work was *okay*, except I kept feeling like I should’ve tried for a second wank. That’s Mondays for you.

The guard at the office opened the door for me. She always did that, but this time she smiled.

“Can I help you with anything?” she asked.

“I don’t think so,” I said, and tried not to finish the sentence with *Cupcake.* In my defense she did look like a cupcake, with a
sprinkling of freckles and a rather soggy bottom.

“I mean, really,” she said. “Anything I can do for you? Anything you want?”

I bit my tongue. There were many things she could do for me. But this was no way to behave in a professional setting. She kept
pestering me, though.

“Look, why don’t you just go and pick up my dry-cleaning?” I said.

If only I’d known.

 

Everyone at work was giving me funny looks.

Kinky roleplay (inc)

Hi,

I’m looking for roleplayers that are interested in kinks Rp on the long term.

My rules:

– Rp only in the 3rd perso no the first thanks
– Don’t kill or make moving my character
– No pregnancy and some things, we can discuss about it
– My character will not be under 18
– I’m french so my apologies because my bad english

Prompts:

1. Daughter x dominant father :

My character is a geek woman that are not lucky in love and have kink about raping story. Your character know about her kinks as he read her computer and is alone too long, so he decide to have fun with her.

2. Willing victim woman x kidnapper :

same character woman but with a horny kidnapper that kidnap her

Give me a private message I don’t read replies there :)

“My Pregnancy Fetish Pt 2” [mF] [prego]

After some seriously hard,ball slapping standing doggie fucking, we were getting ready for round 2. Mrs. D went to the bathroom to freshen up and I went to the kitchen to load up on fluids.

“You ready for round two?” I asked

“Just about, let’s take it to the bedroom this time. My feet are killing me.” She replied from the bathroom.

I walked over to the bathroom doorway (she left the door open) and stuck my head in and saw her, in all her pregnant glory, sitting on the toilet pissing.

“God that’s fucking hot!” I told her.

“Come here.” she said.

I went to her and she took my half hard cock in her hand and took it in her mouth. Well, my dick didn’t stay half hard for long. After about 30 seconds of long, slow strokes with her mouth I was fully erect and ready to fuck.

“I can’t tell you how much fun it is to have a man be able to go again 10 minutes after we just finished. My husband could never do that. Well, not without several little blue pills. With this pregnancy making hornier than a 15 year old boy, God I Love it. “ She told me.

Reunion [MF] [hotel] [Fsub] [necktie bondage]

Reunion

Your phone dings, ‘I’m parking.’

‘Room 413.’

You’re pacing the carpet, drink in hand. You pause and check the mirror. You look good; silk blouse and slacks, hair good, lipstick perfect if you do say so. You take a deep breath and sip your gin & tonic, well… more gin than tonic really.

Even though we chat almost daily, you’re nervous, and excited. It’s been years, decades since we’ve seen each other.

You start at my knock, glance once more in the mirror and breathe.

You open the door: I’m older, with less hair and a trim grey beard. Plenty of smile lines, and some pain. Jacket and shirt, open at the neck. The shiny black cane is new.

‘Hey.’

‘Hey’, a moment’s pause, then smiles and hugs. ‘Come in.’

‘Thanks.’ I fold my jacket over a chair.

‘Drink?’

‘Yes! Traffic was a bear.’

You pour me a drink, strong like yours, ‘Uh, no lime…’

‘No worries.’ I sip and close my eyes, exhaling stress.

‘So…?’

‘So, you don’t want to waste time chatting do you?’ You bite your lip and shake your head, grinning. I smile beatifically.

Looking for a series here.

The other day I had remembered a short series that I read on this subreddit.
It was a lesbian story. The main protagonist was a young woman who was a waitress in a very popular restaurant, and the story begins with a redhead or brunette watching her for hours in the restaurant. The woman even manages to call our protagonist when she is on the train, and has to “perform” cunnilingus on an eclair or cannoli.
Our protagonist then ravages her roommate (also a lesbian), and that was the end of the first chapter.
I haven’t been able to find it at all. So I’m asking for help.

[FFF][FFFM] Taken by the Invaders, part 4

Maria awoke to the sounds of groaning and yelling echoing through the camp, from inside the tent. She had fallen asleep reading the book Odhan had given her, sprawled, undignified, among her piles of sorted artifacts.

At first, she thought she was just hearing the groans and yells of returning captured slaves. But the voices were too deep, and pained, for that to be the case. Maria rushed to the entrance of the tent, not caring that she was wearing nothing but her loincloth, out into the warm night.

In the flickering shadows of the bonfires lit around camp, she saw the returning raiders – many limping along, some being carried, though the majority of them seemed to be fine. Maria could not tell whether those being carried were wounded or dead. She felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach.

“Odhan?” she yelled, running out into the camp towards the lines of returning men. She could hear someone else yelling his name as well, though she did not know who it was. “ODHAN?!”

[MF] [Fsub/Mdom] The Day Without a Face

She woke before he did, as happens most days. She stretched, her corset adjusting itself as she moved her arms and took a deep breath. As she walked to the kitchen to prepare coffee, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She took two steps and stopped, turning just her head to look in the mirror. It was more a waddle than a step, she noted, her thighs and cunt puffed from use. Her ass was a dull read with two bright lines going diagonally across both cheeks. A stinging reminder of her failure last night. Still though, she gave herself a solid A for the night’s duties and services. Her man was blissfully sleeping after using her body to relieve his stress. Also, she learned quickly from her mistakes and knew she would not make that one again. After she put on the coffee, she went to the toy chest and took out her larger plug. She licked it to coat it with her lube and then pushed it slowly into her sore ass. Ass training was not the most comfortable thing for her, but she knew if she wanted to be a proper fuck doll, she’d need to have a very accepting little hole. Last night, her inability to keep her hole open as Sir spread her was how she got the two lashes. He helped her come so far in her training, so she knew it was her fault for the failure. If she had been better about wearing the plug, this would have never happened.

Substituting has its perks [Mf]

It was the end of the day, and it had been mostly uneventful day of being a substitute teacher at the high school. A few of the girls had flirted with me but nothing serious, but I did appreciate the attention though. My last class was leaving and I had started getting my stuff gathered up to leave when I noticed one of the quieter girls had been sitting in the corner drawing in her note book. “I would love to let you hang out in here but I can’t.” She is a very cute girl, she is about 5’5”, very petite, shoulder length black hair, and she wears glasses, she just nodded, and started putting her stuff up.

I was standing by the door, and right before she walked out she stopped and looked at me, “do you have a minute?” I looked at my watch for a second as this was unusual for students to want to talk to me outside of class, but I went with it. “I have some time. What’s up?” She moved over to one of the desks and sat on the top of it facing me. “I have some bullies that like to get me after school, so I just want to sit in here a few minutes.” I searched her face, and she didn’t seem distressed, just annoyed. “Ok, take all the time you need then.”

[Fanfic] [Str8] Parappa and Lammy Have Sex [mF] [incest] [siblings] [teasing] [femdom] [whoredom] [barely legal] [foot fetish] [handjob] [blowjob] [titjob] [bdsm] [endosoma] [ear/brain fetish] [mind control] [licking] [motherly] [bukkake] [anal] [vaginal] [breastfeeding] [cheating] [sleep sex]

LAMMY’S PRIVATE NIGHT WITH PARAPPA

Late one rather deceptively peaceful and unassuming night in Parappa Town, Parappa had just gotten back to his stepsister Lammy’s apartment and was completely exhausted, red in the face and gasping for breath…much to Lammy’s unpleasant surprise when she looked up from her dishwashing duties in the kitchen and saw him shambling through the living room like a zombie.

“Oh my god, Parappa, you poor thing…tell me, who did you get in a fight with THIS time?” Lammy ran over to Parappa and asked him worriedly, squatting down to match his embarrassingly short body height, hugging him lovingly, cradling him in her arms like a precious little baby and giving him a sugary-sweet kiss on the cheek, causing him to blush immensely.

“No no, that’s not what happened!” Parappa humiliatedly corrected her, waving his hands nervously at her. “What happened was that Chop Chop Master Onion told me to run all the way back home on foot after tonight’s evening lesson on…well, footwork, and so now, as you can probably imagine, I’m pretty much COMPLETELY tuckered out as a result!” Parappa explained, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the sweat off of his forehead while Lammy pulled out a baby bottle of water from HER pocket and made the poor adorable little pup drink it for lack of any better, less demeaning alternatives at the moment.

Hiding Behind A Mask [Lots of M/F] [bd] [cum] [Fsub] [gangbang] [preg] [technically noncon] [oral]

It was a sickening surprise. It was deplorable and fucked up. It was illegal.

But her cunt betrayed her, craving it.

She begged him. She wasn’t one of those girls. She was his and only his. The strength in his arms easily overpowered her as she was dragged to the basement, tears pouring from her eyes, and juices soaking her pussy. She remembered how he caressed her cheek before putting the mask on her, the feathery Venetian mask that covered just her eyes in a sea of purples and blues. She remembered the way he said ‘I love you’ as he strapped her against the cold table and slid the sparkling ring off her finger. It wasn’t that he didn’t mean it, oh no, because if he had ever meant it, it was then. It was the passion in his touch, in his voice, in his lips as he crushed her’s before walking away that made it all the more real. It made this act more vile and disgusting and…it drove her wild with lust. Not for him. For them. For the men she did not know, never would know…never would see again. All of which could say the same about her. If only they knew whose pristine face was hidden by the mask, they might become more animalistic than they were already. But what she gave them, what he forced her to give them was enough to sate their desires. An unprotected cunt and a hungry mouth.