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[Ff] The curious apprentice [Fdom] [fantasy] [reluc] [bd]

Tonight, finally, Apprentice Myra’s impatience got the better of her. As night gathered, the young apprentice slipped down the allies between the tightly packed houses of the Mages College grounds, in search of Mage Kaley’s door. In her green linen apprentice robes, nobody batted an eyebrow as she passed them; apprentices like herself were relegated for their first few years to delivering packages, gathering reagents, copying ponderous tomes on all manner of terribly boring subjects and other busywork, until a mage saw fit to take an interest in them and share with them their speciality.

Myra had come to the college some five years past, at the age of twelve, and had done more busywork than she could stand. To be sure it was unusual for an apprentice to be picked up before the age of seventeen, but it was unusual for an apprentice to labor for five years without a mage taking an interest as well, so it was clear to her that the time had come to be proactive. Read more »

All the power, part 4.2 [Str8] [MFFFFFF] [oral] [anal] [Mdom] [fantasy]

*Author’s note: The conclusion of All the power, part 4; includes lots of sex. Tags apply to this post only. I will include links to part 4.1, and parts 1-3, in a comment. Read 4.1 and 4.2 back-to-back for the full effect.*

*See part 4.1 for a brief description of the story and a general disclaimer. Feedback is, of course, welcome.*

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Tetenia had done it. One-hundred-fifty-six and half hours of Full Worship in penance. Fourteen hours per day for eleven days. Plus an hour per day of Full Worship in Ceremony.

Her reward? 18,728 abrogations.Two-hundred-twenty-three days on her knees for fourteen hours per day. Abrogations beget abrogations. This all grew out of one hour of Full Worship. Nearly a year on her knees, the golden phallus down her throat.

She couldn’t take it anymore. Despite being advised otherwise, she decided to go to His Supremacy and request absolvance of penance. Even a brief reprieve would be worthwhile. Read more »

All the power, part 4.1 [Str8] [MF] [oral] [mast] [fantasy]

*Author’s note: This is a sequel to some stories I had posted a little while ago. I will include a comment with links to other parts. I am calling this part 4.1, because I had written it as one story, but must submit as two posts, as the entire story is too long. The big sex scenes are in 4.2; the tags here apply to 4.1 only. Read them back-to-back for the full effect.*

*Both 4.1 and 4.2 continue the story of the God-like His Supremacy, his newest concubine Tetenia, and some other characters who appeared in the first three parts. I’ve tried to get a little deeper into this world and the characters than in earlier parts, but mostly this is just for fun. I don’t really know where it’s going.*

*The sexual encounters have a strong dominant/submissive vibe, but aren’t what you would normally think of as BDSM. They are, however, wildly outlandish. It’s probably not for everyone. However, if that appeals to you, read on.*

*I welcome feedback. There is a good bit of back-story to the world, which I can expand upon, as well.*

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Tetenia had arrived on His Supremacy’s Sacred Estate. She was His 244th concubine. Read more »

Choke me. [queer] [str8] (corresponding genitals, I mean)

Choke me.

Put your hand around my throat with one hand. Shove a couple fingers in my mouth with the other. I’m not porcelain.

Now come kiss me.

So I can feel your mouth on mine, soft and sweet. tangle our fingers. I’m a princess.

Now fuck me.

Let me feel you inside the deepest parts of me. I have needs. ~

Figuring out the right rhythm to rock against you,

Finding it and digging my nails into you because it feels so good,

Biting into your shoulder because I have to be quiet,

Crying out because I can’t.

Lonely, but not when you hold me. [Str8] [F] [m]

“Just tell him Jeremy.”

“It’s really not that great of a story and I don’t even know if I like revisiting the memories anymore,” I sighed.

I looked from John’s insistent pleading face over to Kevin’s face of shock and awe.

“Fine,” I muttered. “I will tell it on the condition there are no stupid questions. None. For one, I probably don’t even remember some of the specifics and the memory has gone from real to fantasy because it was so long ago.”

I let out a breath and started, “It was with the art teacher Mrs. Nichols. I loved that art class from the start. I sat next to this hilarious 4chan meme spewing autistic fat kid and a tall attractive alt girl trying super hard to be unique. She still used the perks of being an attractive high school girl though. They were a hilarious combination. I’m sure the three of us seemed hilarious to everyone else looking on as we were always laughing, but most of the talking was between them two.”

“Jeremy. He doesn’t care about that shit.”

I looked at Kevin who seemed to be interested either way. Whatever that idiot John told him must have been an exaggeration. Read more »

Rubicon, Part 1 [FM] [Msub] [Fdom] [bdsm] [huml] [cnc] [hypno] [bd]

She was determined to make it happen.

“Aren’t you gonna ask why I made sure you got a full night’s sleep every day this week?”

“I assume I’ll find out in a bit.” Even though his confidence was a thin veneer over strident anticipation—and she knew it, and he knew she knew it—he grinned anyway. For reasons that would never become clear to him, it felt important to put up some resistance before they began, even if it was mostly for his ego.

She sighed and smiled back. “I have never loved that expression on your face more than right now,” she said.

In retrospect, that should have worried him more than it did.

He stretched languidly beneath her, pleasantly adrift in curiosity. He tried to keep his mind from cycling through the possibilities, wanting to stay present and engaged in the moment for her. She had treated him particularly well that week, and she had promised to reward him with his favorite arrangement: being cuffed spread-eagle to the bed—almost too tightly. Long ago, she had dubbed the position “the lazy submissive”. He wriggled subtly in anticipation of the bondage. Read more »

Sleazy Prose [bdsm]

I peer into the nothingness in front of me. The woman to my left is tired, lipstick worn and face annoying as she speaks on the phone. Her voice is too loud for the still and dark ambiance. I look forward, take a sip, and look forward again.

A sharp sting when you enter the room. Your body radiating heat and vibrations that penetrate my guts. I don’t look over, instead I wait (wait wait wait wait) on that stool quiet, not moving. You’re behind me. Too close. You lift your hand to my head. Touch the nape of my neck and move to the crest of my chin and cheek as I turn to face you. You tower over me, shoulders broad, arms solid. I can smell you.

“Hey Kitten.”

I find your ribs with my hand and apply pressure. Bodies pushing against each other, eyes locked.

“Hey.” Read more »

[poetry] How about some erotic Haiku?

So I thought it might be fun to put together a collaborative collection of erotic haiku.

For voting and whatnots one poem per comment would be best, I think; also keeping the top level comments as poems? I’ll put a meta comment below as well, for discussion.

Also, while I can’t see any specific rules with regards to this, if you write one in Japanese, it’s probably best to accompany it with an English one with a similar tone and content, or even an outright translation (if you do translate, put both in the same comment).

Finally, since ‘syllable’ is a much more fluid concept in English than in Japanese, don’t feel constricted to strict 5-7-5 in English, since the overall flow and theme is really more important and relevant.

Sibling Revelry (AKA, Julie): Part 8 [Str8, MF, inc]

**PART EIGHT**

“Straight-up, why do you have all of this? Tell me right now what’s up and how it pertains to me and whatever else is going on here.”

Okay, so it was more than one question I needed answered, but it all boiled down to a single issue. If Julie has wanted me for such a long time and is holding on to all of this ‘evidence’, then the question is *why*?

“Or else,” I threatened, but we both knew that was empty.

Julie heaved a deep breath and sighed.

“Alright,” she began. “Bear with me here. I’ll try to explain.”

I tried to make myself as comfortable while remaining as close to my sibling as possible. I let my fingers drift over the curves of her naked body as she attempted to make clear her intentions.

“Like I said already, I always knew I wanted to be with you. The problem was that I had no idea how to go about it. How could I attempt to explain myself to you or anyone else without coming off sounding like a perverted freak? What if I was shunned and lost you forever? I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you and wrestled with it internally for a long time.” Read more »

I’m too young for sex :( pt. 27 [ff]

“You ready?” Joe asked before we got out of the car.

I wasn’t. Everything about school reminded me of Sam. It was like asking me if was ready to have someone hit my broken hand with a hammer. You’re never ready for something like that, but I nodded anyway to get us moving.

Bethany and Mark were waiting at the edge of the parking lot. I got my book bag and slung it over my shoulder and headed toward them with Joe at my side. He kept his arm around my shoulder the whole way which was about the only thing keeping me moving.

“Hey,” Bethany whispered when we caught up to them.

“How are you feeling? You eat anything this morning?” I asked. I don’t know why they called it *morning sickness* because she’d been throwing up all weekend.

“Crackers and Ginger Ale. The breakfast of champions.” Her grim smile answered my question better than her words. “I’ll survive. How about you?”

I thought I was cried out after a week, but I was wrong. Maybe my body had decided to pee out of my eyes. I wiped my eyes again and sucked in my cheeks to keep myself under control. “Let’s go.” Read more »