The Chair [MF][Femdom]

The Chair I awake with a start and am greeted by an unfamiliar sight and a tremendous headache. I find myself laying at the foot of a bed, I am lightly restrained and have a pair of feet lying on top of me. I try to speak but realize I can only mumble through the gag in my mouth, I try to mumble loudly to wake up the owner of the bed I am in and eventually succeed. As our eyes meet memories of the last night flood back to me and I remember everything.

It started like any normal night after work, most of the office headed off to the nearest watering hole for some R&R after a long day. As we slowly start to migrate towards the exit our boss,Alex, stops us and asks to join us. We exchange dumbfounded looks as we wonder what is happening, Alex has always been nice enough and fair but has never been one to socialize outside the office. I quickly take charge of the situation and let her know we would be glad to enjoy her company on this beautiful night. We occupy a large section of the bar by the time everyone arrives, we are all having a grand old time and we all learn more about Alex. As we begin the walk to our respective homes I feel Alex grab onto my arm and look up at me with the sweetest eyes. "I just wanted to thank you for inviting me tonight, I was wondering if you could walk me home? I live the opposite way and would hate to walk home all alone this late." I only have to think about it for a second before I assure Alex that I would be honored to walk her home. Read more »

Gone [MF][Domination][Oral][Romance]

So let's make one thing clear: When I touch you, when you give me permission to own every part of you, that includes your mind as much as your heart. You, the whole girl, all of her, belongs to every and any part of me.

I know that when we're together that you can't turn your mind off. You worry about a thousand things from the time I see you until we're finished. The way you can't let go shines as concern in your eyes when I look you over. Comes out as your muscles flex at every touch. It calls out to me as I fuck you that you're worried if I'm disappointed.

And I've let this go on long enough.

When you invited me into your life you gave me permission to do whatever I wanted with you. To turn you into a toy for my pleasure. And how can you serve me if you can't stop your mind from running through a dozen thoughts each time I touch you? Read more »

Paul’s Problem [MM] [non-consent] [mindcontrol]

Paul was a vice president at the Gamers Forge Ltd. It was the largest gaming software company in the southern hemisphere. At the age of 34, he was also the youngest executive the company had. He was young, handsome and had the body of a greek god. Naturally, this bred a lot of resentment in the workplace.

It was one sunny Saturday morning and Paul was out for his daily jog around the park. His luxury apartment was overlooking the large city park, and he took advantage of the fact. As he was running along side Park Drive, a large black van began to ghost him. It was in broad daylight and there were plenty of people around, so Paul had no reason to worry.

He just kept on joggin'.

The van pulled up beside him and two huge men jumped out. Paul was fit and strong, but he was no match for these two collossally oversized brutes. They grabbed him and stuffed him in the back of the van. With a growl at the bystanders, the two men slammed the door shut and the van raced away. The other people in the park pretended that nothing had happened. I mean, honestly, what is the world coming to? Read more »

Room Service [mf, Fsub, hotel maid]

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Catalina is cleaning my hotel room in sunny Spain. She’s wearing a light blue dress and white pumps, typical cleaner attire. When she bends over I can see all the way up her long legs, catching a glimpse of her naughty black panties with red trim.

She’s a shy girl, quietly getting on with her job. But underneath that blue cleaning dress is a hot slender Spanish body. And those black panties she’s wearing suggest a kinky side. I make a move.

Half an hour of friendly chatting and flirting later, and I’ve stripped off her cleaning dress. It lies crumpled on the floor. Catalina leans back anxiously on the bed she’s just made in her black underwear with red frills. She’s worried about getting caught while she’s supposed to be working. She keeps looking at the door, her bare legs crossed. But I reassure her everything’s fine.

Stripping off the white Armani t-shirt I slept in, revealing my taut chest and arms, I move over to the bed in my Calvin Klein briefs. Catalina smiles nervously, her legs still crossed, still anxious about doing this. But she’s checking out my ripped upper body nonetheless as lies back submissively. Read more »

Meeting for the first and last time [MF][first person].

I'd wanted you for so long. The cravings started from our very first conversation and increased tenfold when we decided to finally meet. I stood alone in the room of the hotel you'd chosen, just off of the main road and hidden from the prying eyes of anyone we might know. I must have changed my mind about my outfit at least five times, but eventually settled on a dress you had complimented before. You probably don't remember, but I do. A sleeveless, knee-length black dress with my favourite lace lingerie underneath. No shoes, minimal make up and a delicate silver chain around my neck. I was so nervous that I had to consciously control my breathing, between involuntary glances at the clock. Seven minutes until you arrived. Read more »

An unexpected evening [Mf, cheating, bdsm]

They had had a good evening, relaxing on the sofa. After some wine they were giggling at everything, the stand up show they were watching, the not particularly funny jokes they were telling each other. This was not out of the ordinary per se, apart from the fact that it had never been just the two of them alone.

She stands up and tries to do the crow yoga pose despite never having succeeded before in her life, and her lack of strength and the alcohol-fuelled lack of balance makes her topple over against the sofa. They both laugh, he leans forward to help her up, but as she touches her something happened. They look at each other and fall silent for a moment, their minds blank, then with little hesitation he reaches her, one hand behind her head to pull her closer, and they start kissing. She sits on top of him, straddling him, confused by her own whirlwind of thoughts, when she met him he was married and off limits in her eyes, and after all these years it feels almost incestuous. What is going on? How did this happen? And yet it’s as if they’d both been wanting this for so long, or at least been curious about it. Read more »

Hide and Seek [group]

It was a beautiful day, perfect for the game we were playing. Sir said that the game would be fun, even if I didn't play with him or he with me. That I would be safe, and didn't need to worry. So I dressed up in the costume he gave me. Bunny ears, tail, and a mini skirt and shirt that matched. I was given no underwear and the tail was a butt plug. He explained the rules and what is expected of me. That I was to run and hide. The men would come looking for us after ten minutes, and who ever found us first gets to play with us. We are to present ourselves to them. Some girls hid together and some men shared their prize. It sounded like a lot of fun. Read more »

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Love after the Nuclear Holocaust [mf]

We hold each other close like the only survivors in a nuclear winter. It is twilight: days under a blotted sun, nights under blotted stars. A Chernobyl world begging for its concrete grave. She moves naked and freely through the cold wastes, her radioactive body kindred to the radioactive world; each thing contaminating the next; an orgy of free protons and immeasurable half-lives. Atomic heat from a fallout heart.

She sits on my lap, facing me, her legs around my waist, her arms around my neck, her shirt falling off her shoulder, disintegrating. I lick her neck thirsty for water as microwaves from her body boil me inside. I close my eyes and struggle to think of the cold lakes I grew up around. To think of rusty drinking fountains in summer parks; fetid pool water I've swallowed. I beg for rain. All I receive is fire.

She kisses my closed eye. Her spit is cool for a second on my eyelid, then evaporates in her heat. She is killing me, her breast like uranium, her pussy like plutonium. She pulls me down. I can't resist. Her poison over comes me. Friction, fusion, fission. Read more »

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Family Picnic [MMF][inc][first person] – Part 1

I had given you a knowing wink a moment before you knew you wouldn't be able to wait until we got home to fuck me. We made up an excuse, saying we had to grab something in the car and then found a somewhat secluded spot behind these big bushes. Your brother saw the way you kept standing behind me, obviously trying to hide the growing bulge in your pants, he only pretended not to notice the way I would arch my back and press my ass into your crotch.

He waited a couple minutes before he went looking for us, and when he found us, the first thing he saw was me bent over, your hands gripping my swaying breasts, your cock buried deep inside me. When we heard him, we quickly tried to straighten up, but it was too late. He knew and he walked up to us, "what are you guys thinking? this is a family function." He's standing right in front of me and reaches out to hook my chin under his index finger as he uses his thumb to wipe away some of the spit on my lips from when I blew you. He shoots you a look to gauge your reaction, but it was more an FYI than it was a question of permission. The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine and I look over at you while making out with your brother. You're still processing the situation, unsure what to do or what to think, but hand is wrapped around your throbbing cock. Read more »