[MF] Fucking destroyed

**Disclaimer**

This story may be a trigger as it contains non consensual sex, watersports and violence. Discretion is advised .

I come home to my place after having a lazy day in the park. I’m in yoga pants, a sports bra and my Thriller tshirt. My hair is in a messy bun on top of my head and I couldn’t feel any further from sexy. I’m in chill mode.

I go inside and head to the bathroom to pee. My place is peaceful and quiet. I listen to my Hello Kitty clock tick as a clean myself off. Then the goddamn lights go off. There isn’t a storm so I wonder if it’s from everyone running their air conditioners at one to beat the summer heat.

A great night with my submissive beauty [MF]

“Stop” I said, walking up the stairs to my second-floor apartment. She knew instantly what was happening. The tension in the air shifted from a fun atmosphere to one of a pupil getting yelled at by her teacher. Seconds before this moment I was walking up the stairs behind her, watching her perfect ass sway from hip to hip. I knew I was going to ravage her the second we got in the door, and my heart was starting to pound. I wanted hers to join.

“Yes Daddy” she responded as she stopped dead in her tracks, not daring to make eye contact. She stared straight ahead as she could feel my eyes all over her body, followed by my hand on her ass and my breath on her ear.

“Go” I whispered. She started walking toward the apartment again, but this time her walk looked completely different. It was almost like she was walking into her first day of work at her dream job. Excited for what was about to happen, but still really nervous.

Scandalous Secrets

I replied to Shaun’s e-mail, “I think it is time we fight fire with fire. Two wrongs don’t make a right, but it sure makes it even. I feel as if she is just trying to scare me away so she can protect her life with you, but still enjoying her fantasy world. I am not going to let that happen. I say it is time for us to have some fun.”
http://confessionsofahousewife.net/scandalous-secrets

I want to play a game Part I

“Let me set this drink down. Let’s play a little game, kiss & tell.

I kiss your neck, right below your ear lobe & let your reaction tell where to move next.

Allow my hand to trace your hips & my fingertips to kiss your pantie line then I’ll look into your eyes to read how you feel.

Unbutton your shirt, unsnap your bra, lay you down & pour the warm oil over you, allow it to kiss your skin then massage your muscles so they can tell me the stress you’ve been under & what I can do to remove it.

Slide your hair away from your neck, rub your shoulders then kiss your neck again, add a slight bite behind it & let your deep breath’s tell whether you’ve enjoyed.

Switch positions, have you lay on your back, slide your zipper down with my teeth & allow the oil’s to kiss your legs. Then massage your thighs, move to calves, feet then remove anything remaining unless you tell me otherwise.

Beginning at your ankles, kiss your legs moving north, moving them in the opposite directions then trace my tongue along your body till your body tells me I’ve found the right location.

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Work party [str8][Mdom] long

She came into the bar, she recognised most people, as she’d expect from a work party, but she was interested to see the other teams she only ever got to speak to on the phone, put some faces to the voices she spoke to day in day out.

But first she wanted a drink, she grabbed her friends hand and pulled her towards the bar. It was busy, and she pushed her way forward, squeezing through, flashing guys a cheeky smile as they obediently let her pass. She got to the front and ducked under his arm, she turned to flirt a little, just to ease her way to the front without issue, when she met his gaze and it was not impressed, glanced her up and down, and ignored her completely. Rude. He caught the barmaid first and ordered his drink, as he turned to leave he grabbed her by the hair, and whispered in her ear,

‘what do you say?’

Her heart caught in her throat ‘…sorry?’

‘good girl’

[MF] Recounting my time with my first Master

**Disclaimer**
I am very new to Reddit, so if I make any obnoxious newb mistakes or didn’t select the correct category, please advise and I will adjust accordingly.

**Introduction**
This is the true account of my time with my former Dom. The man who has permanently imprinted his mark on my mind. No matter how much I try to forget him, thoughts of him suddenly surface and his grip on my submissive heart tightens. Although years have passed since we went our separate ways, I still crave him. I never found anyone who could come close to what he was.

This post is more of an intro, the extra juicy details will be posted tomorrow.

*More than a whip and a cock*
I was 21 at the time. I was fully aware of my submissive nature and finally felt it was time to explore. I wasn’t sure where to find a suitable dominant counterpart, as back then I only belonged to Facebook and Myspace (periodically).

I remembered seeing a personals section on Craigslist and figured what the hell, why not give it a shot? I’m fully aware of how naive and dangerous this was. Putting myself out there in my full submissive glory, seeking a Dom to own me.

Touching Myself Thinking of You [female masturbation]

I don’t want to touch myself thinking of you. I don’t, but I can’t help it. I don’t want my hands to trace my body and make my torture without you all the more powerful. But I need it, and need you. This need for you won’t stop. It’s worse than thirst, worse than hunger, worse than fatigue. Because I can’t quench it. I’ve tried, but nothing will satisfy me but you. I don’t want to touch. It’s useless to do it, I can’t finish, it only makes my torture worse. But I NEED it. I don’t want the fantasy to form in my mind, I don’t want to dirty you with my thoughts. I contradict myself. I can’t stop my hands from fisting in my hair, gripping my neck, caressing my breasts, traveling downward… It’s like they aren’t even my own hands, they disobey me. They don’t listen to me and what I want, they know better than me. I imagine they’re your hands now, and I can’t help it. I need it, I need you.

[MF] A very special New Years Eve Party – Part 2

Thanks for the great response to Part 1. Apologies for the cliffhanger but hopefully it will have been worth the wait. [For part 1 please click here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5n5d08/group_a_very_special_new_years_eve_party_part_1/)

Part 1 ended with Sarah grabbing my hand and leading me out of the sitting room leaving my wife Gemma, and her husband Matt behind. As we passed the kitchen she grabbed a bottle of fizz from the fridge and we headed upstairs. ‘It’s a home fixture for me’ she said as she led me into her room. Suited me as she and Matt had scored the master room with a huge super king bed and ensuite.

I opened the bottle and poured us a glass each, there was a slight air of who is going to make the first move. But as Sarah took a swig from her glass she pushed me over to a chair and told me to sit down. She took my glass and put both of them down, pulled her dress up and straddled me. ‘Now where were we’ and with that she leant in and kissed me. The kiss was very different from our first one a couple of hours ago during the game. This was much more passionate with our tongues darting in and out and our hands exploring each others bodies.

She squirted in my mouth [FM] [Oral] [Squirter]

This will be shorter than my usual but very sweet.

For those that have read some of my previous posts you will come to realise im all about the oral. The smell and taste or a dripping wet pussy is my all time favourite sensory experience. I would argue i get more pleasure from this than achieving orgasm myself.

So – about 3 or 4 nights ago my SO Em (f28) and M(29)e were feeling up for some fun before bed – usually this begins with the hornier of the two initiating some kissing which leads to her heading straight for my hardening dick with her hands and it goes from there. There was a small row of fairy lights on the end of the bed providing some ‘mood lighting’.

Em had come to bed in a small blue lacey pair of panties and no bra. I wasted no time in sticking two fingers into her mouth, ensuring she soaks them with her saliva. In proceed to move my hand between the crotch and inner thigh of her underwear and find her tight little snatch. I use my moist fingers to trace up her pussy and feel for her sweet little clit. Her lips are already damp so i use this – combined with with her own spit – to saturate her clitoris.