[MF] How my boss made me her slave

I [M24] walked into my office like usual, only to find the office mostly empty. Not thinking much of it i sat on my desk and turned on the computer.
I worked till 5pm in the evening with only a couple of breaks (One of them for masturbating while fantasising about my boss [F26]).
Almost everyone who worked in the office had a huge crush on her. She had the most amazing body with perfectly sized boobs and a huge ass. Her body was complemented through her tight clothes (a shirt which usually had a few buttons open, a pencil skirt which looked as though it will tear at any moment and heels that made her look like a goddess).
While preparing to leave after my work I heard my boss call my name.
“Tom, can you come in here for a second?”

I walked in her cabin expecting more work. “Yes ma’am?”, i said as I closed the door behind me.

“Did you properly read your contract when you joined this job?”, she asked me.

“Uhm, I skimmed through it. Why?”

“There was a clause in there which could come useful right now.” Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 2 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

**—2—**

The torture room is cleaned. There is still blood spatter here and there, but, thankfully, the vomit has been scrubbed away. My torture devices have been cleaned and put back, shining, onto the tool shelves. I took off my blood-soaked clothes and put on a comfortable emerald silk robe.

James, Susie, and Sarah are brought in. Their feet and hands are in shackles.

“Hello there,” I say pleasantly.

“It is a pleasure to see you, merciful Goddess,” James replies. His sisters bow to me. I burst out laughing.

“Merciful? I don’t think so.”

“Forgive me, Goddess,” James bows.

“Maybe I will,” I say quietly. I take a long look at him. He is watching me nervously. Susie looks at me too, but then her eyes dart around the room and take in the blood stains and the tools on my tool bench. Sarah on the other hand stares straight at me. Her expression is that of determination – and awe? Interesting…

“Do you know what you are here for,” I address James while still eyeing Sarah.

He hesitates. “To please you in any way we can, Goddess,” he replies finally. I like that reply. Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 3 and Part 4 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

**—3—**

Turning someone into a vampire is not a simple matter of swapping blood. There has to be intent. There also has to be actual death involved. So in order to make a vampire, I have to drink the subject, I have to give him or her my blood, and I have to kill them, all while wanting the turning to happen. I can break their necks, or shoot them, or hang them – it doesn’t matter, really – but the simplest and neatest way to do this is to just drain them of their blood.

If you don’t kill the subject, but follow all the other steps – with intent – then there still will be a transformation, but what you will end up with is a ghoul, not a full vampire. Ghouls also need blood to survive, but they don’t get all the perks the vampires do. They don’t grow sharp retractable incisors, they don’t have our mesmerism or superstrength, and the aversion-to-sun cure doesn’t actually work on them. Their minds also cannot really handle the blood thirst, and they lose their sanity very rapidly. All in all, ghouls are an unnecessary mess. Very few vampires keep them around. We are allowed to create as many as we want as they usually die out within a few months, but we usually have no reason to. (This is unlike making new vampires, where we have to request permission from the vampire lords, and may not get one for several decades. And yes, we do have vampire lords – they are in charge of running our vampire utopia.) Read more »

Hacked and Used [non consent] (Part 1)

This is a possible new series that I am looking to do, each episode will have the same antagonist but other characters in the story will change

Dan was bored on one Friday night, he decided that he wanted to satisfy himself but wanted to make a little game out of it, his plan was to plant a virus on a popular website and gain access to someone’s computer, from there he could find out almost anything about them and blackmail them into submission

Dan got to work on creating his virus, 2 hours later he was done, he just needed to type a line of code and now anytime someone posted on ‘moms.net’ he would have full control of their machine

Not 5 minutes later he got a hit, the session initialised and he could control their computer

He got to creating his portfolio, finding credit card details, private messages to her boss, family photos and then the holy grail, a folder that was hidden, inside it where a few sexy photos of the woman and a video that she had recorded Read more »

[MF] A casual first date turned into my first public sex experience

Public sex or voyeurism has never really been something that’s interested me all that much, I don’t like making out in public and just feel that it’s kind of rude to other people in general. Behind closed doors is something entirely different, I’m not shy and am willing to try just about anything if it sounds fun. So, if you asked me a year ago if I’d ever have sex in public, my guess would be most likely not. But it only took one date to change that. Back in the summer I was on Hinge and wound up matching with this really cute 29-year-old Hispanic girl named Alexa, she’s 5’5” and slender with dark brown hair, beautiful brown eyes and a big white toothed smile. I’m 26, 5’11’, fairly in shape (you can judge for yourself; I have a couple pics on my profile) brown haired, clean cut, young professional. Read more »

My dreams [Trans, Solo, F]

I find I lay awake at night a lot, usually naked, with just a blanket around me. When you’re lying motionless in bed at night it’s easy to get thoughts trapped in your mind.

I think about men sometimes, they pop into my head, silhouettes of nameless porn stars I’ve seen in videos. Their thick cocks stick to my mind like glue, I can’t stop thinking about them.

I slide my hand down through the covers, feeling my breasts and stomach and eventually reaching to my cock. It’s already slightly stiff. Part of me doesn’t want to masturbate tonight but another part wants to give into temptation.

Like a little slut I start to rub myself, imagining girthy members. I arch myself as I masturbate, opening my legs to let my hand grip myself better. Slowly I raise my legs, as if one of the men is holding them up, this is where I start to fantasize a little more.

I raise my legs, imagining them being pushed up, while one of the men gently teases my ass. I’d never had anything in there apart from a toothbrush once or twice. His unlubed tip gently touches my anus, teasing me. I smile, and look up, acting through my fantasy. Read more »

26[F] old fun with my dominant ex bf.

My ex dom loved takin me on road trips. He always had challenges and things for me to do. Whether it was riding naked, pumping gas topless, washing the car in my bra and panties. There was always a task. One trip, we were headed to Ohio i think. After about 4 hours I had to pee. It was like 1 am. He pulled in the next highway rest area. I started to get out and he said not so fast…he told me if I wanted to pee, I had to go to the women’s room in my clothes. Lay down and pee myself on the floor, or I had to strip naked in the car, walk to the men’s room pee in a urinal and come back out.

I only had one outfit. So I decided to go to the men’s room. I walked in and peed no problem aside from a bit of a mess and putting my foot on the wall and also in a ton of pee….I thought it was ok. I started out when an older guy walked in…..he was shocked and then I apologized and ran to the car!! I cleaned myself up beside the car and we left.

[MF] I smashed my thick ass ex while we were both high.

I dated this girl (lets call her Alexis) in late middle school throughout early high school. She was well developed for her age as she matured early and already had the body of an adult. However, we broke up because I didn’t rally treat her right as a boyfriend. I wasn’t abusive or meant to her but I was just to young and immature to be in a serious realtionship and didn’t have a lot of dating experience anyways. However we remained cool with each other after we broke up. Throughout the years we would keep in touch every now and then but eventually lost contact with each other. Fast forward about 8 years later, we both have not talked to each other in years but are still friends on social media. The years have been very kind to her as she has gotten even prettier than before and she was even thicker than before too, in all the right places. One day during this past summer, she posted a video on her snapchat story and I left a comment, to which she left a reply. Read more »

Lucie: Deadly Pleasures: Part 1 [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [Les] [bdsm] [inc] [sci-fi] [nc] [violence] [snuff] [bloodplay] [gore]

**—0—**

*This is my beautiful show*

*And everything is shot in slow motion*

*-*Marilyn Manson, “*Slo-mo-tion*”

My name is Lucie. I was nineteen years old when I died.

My maker’s name was Valentine – a cliche name, for sure, but vampires who began their un-life in the nineties and early two thousands tended to go for these. Vlad, Lestat, Spike, Kraven – pop-culture galore. I’m not judging; these names make more sense than using their given names. Vampire Bob? No way.

My maker shouldn’t really concern you though. He’s dead. I killed him while I was riding him, right at the moment when he came inside of me. He turned into a pile of ash, and I finished myself off with the handle of the stake I used to kill him. I rubbed his ash all over my body. It was fun.

What should concern you is this: in the mid-nineties, a cabal of more progressive vampires began researching something that would change the world forever – a cure to our aversion to sun. The cure involved some breeding programs, gene alteration, and magic. They would breed humans to birth genetically altered babies, and these babies would be turned when they reached an appropriate age. They thought that these progenies would take care of them. But we – for I was one of them – were an ungrateful bunch. Read more »