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.

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.

[MF] REMEMBERING MY SEXUAL AWAKENING #2

This is an extract of an actual email correspondence I’m having with a colleague at the moment. We recently realized there is ‘something’ between us but we are both taken.

“Hi xxxx I’m really glad you enjoyed my last email. Whether or not we will ever have an hour to spend together remains to be seen. I want it. You want it. But two wants do not make a certainty. We need a third want. And that is the ‘want’ of the universe.

But I want us to start preparing for it. We have a lot to do.

Firstly, this weekend I want you to do something for me. I want you to find an hour or so where you will not be disturbed. I want you to take all your clothes off and lie down. Make sure you are warm.

Then I want you to start gently touching and caressing your body. Take it slowly and try to focus on the pleasure you might be feeling if it was me stroking you. Make sure you palm and fingertips explore every part of your body, especially the sensual parts like the neck, the inner thighs, your hips, your belly button.

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.

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the time I plunged her [mf]

i used to work in a factory and i had a boss she was pretty hot.

one night we were making out and a drain clogged. so i got hot and heavy with herr and she asked me to do bdsm stuff with her using the plunger. so i left big circles on her ample ass using a plunger.

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.

[MF]Before I moved

So I had to move across the country this year because I got laid off and I moved in with my grandparents so I could get ready for college.
But I know this girl, she lived behind me for the past four years, and we’d gotten pretty close. We’d kissed a couple times and even traded nudes, but she started going to college a couple hours away and I was working minimum wage in a hick town so it never really got much more than that.
So I’ve been talking to her, telling her I’m moving out and going across the country, she asks if I’m doing anything that night. I say no, and she says she’ll meet me at the fence behind our houses that night.
I’ve been kinda mopey all day, so I go out there expecting her to tell me goodbye and cry or something. But she doesn’t; when I walk up to the fence, she’s wearing a thin hoodie and joggers (it’s cold out, mind you), she unzipped the hoodie and showed me she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She asks me to come over the fence to her side, and we find a (kinda) soft spot behind some bushes, where she takes her hoodie off completely. I don’t really know what she’s got planned at this point, but she undoes my fly and eventually gets my cock out and starts blowing me. I’m not super astonished at this, I mean, we’d made jokes about it before, but my astonishment skyrockets when she (with no prep) goes all the way down and deepthroats me. Now, I’m not huge, I’m secure in that, but this girl somehow gets all the way down to the ball without gagging. And I know for a fact I was the first closest thing she had to a boyfriend. Well, we keep going, and the inevitable happens; I jizz in her mouth. She doesn’t seem to care and just swallows it. When we’re done and she comes up I was like “wait, you swallowed it?!” And just replied with “yeah? I didn’t really know what was happening at first, but it wasn’t that bad”
It’s a mothafuckin Christmas miracle, Charlie Brown! This girl can deepthroat AND swallow? And sees no problem or effort to it? Gawddamn!
But eventually the party had to end, and now I’m living 1,800 miles away from her sweet blowjob skills.
I’m living with my grandparents now, trying to stretch out my last fifty bucks. Everyone calls me a loser, my parents won’t talk to me much anymore, and I’m pretty sure my grandparents do t want me here.
Sorry if the story was shite, and sorry if the sobstory sucks ass. But I’ve got really nothing left to lose now even if I get banned.
So, ladies, my inbox is open to nudes of all kinds, gonna see if that fixes my shite month.
Hope y’all have fun. And happy thanksgiving.

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.

[MFF] The Ginger Unicorn Saga – Episode IV “A New Rope” – Part 2: The Going Out Part

[Read Part 1 Here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5bzftn/mff_the_ginger_unicorn_saga_episode_iv_a_new_rope/)

[[ NOTE: This is (probably?) a bit long. Sexy time starts about 2/3 down. ]]

===== The Ginger Unicorn Saga =====

——— Episode IV – A New Rope ———

Part 2 – The Going Out Part

By the time the afterglow had worn off, we had virtually guaranteed we would be fashionably late. No matter, we cleaned ourselves up, and while I steamed my pants and shirt I was treated to a private fashion show. Claire was going into her closet and dressers, pulling out bustiers, bras, garter belts, skirts and dresses, all for Ella to try on. Because of the difference in breast size, most of the outfits caused her plush pillows to overflow their confines, pushing them straight up. She looked like an anime version of a Victorian princes. She would look down, giggle adorably, and bounce up and down until she caused a complete wardrobe malfunction.

Sleazy Prose [bsdm]

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.”

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