The Training of Sabrina – Part 1: The Meeting & Arrangement [MF, cons, d/s, Mdom]

Hello, all. This is my first story. It is very long, and encompasses three months of my life. I can personally guarantee that everything in here is true, although somewhat paraphrased. It is not embellished nor fiction. I will be cross-posting this to other subreddits as I feel appropriate. There will be multiple parts and they will run together. Stick with the story and I am sure you will not be disappointed. I will also make a pledge to answer every response and comment to this story. So please, upvote, ask questions, and make comments.

I am a Dom. This is a story about how I met and trained Sabrina. As a visualization, Sabrina was 5’3″ and approximately 110 lbs. Her lithe frame was tattooed and sported B cup breasts with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes that glimmered when she earned a load of cum. I stood at 5’7″ tall and 150lbs. Dishwater blond hair and dashing blue eyes that can stare daggers or encouragement with a single look. My beard game was on point at the time, as well.

The Training of Sabrina – Part 2: Rules [MF]

Hello, all. This is my first story. It is very long, and encompasses three months of my life. I can personally guarantee that everything in here is true, although somewhat paraphrased. It is not embellished nor fiction. I will be cross-posting this to other subreddits as I feel appropriate. There will be multiple parts and they will run together. Stick with the story and I am sure you will not be disappointed. I will also make a pledge to answer every response and comment to this story. So please, upvote, ask questions, and make comments.

I am a Dom. This is a story about how I met and trained Sabrina. As a visualization, Sabrina was 5’3″ and approximately 110 lbs. Her lithe frame was tattooed and sported B cup breasts with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes that glimmered when she earned a load of cum. I stood at 5’7″ tall and 150lbs. Dishwater blond hair and dashing blue eyes that can stare daggers or encouragement with a single look. My beard game was on point at the time, as well.

[The Training of Sabrina – Part 1: The Meeting & Arrangement [MF]](https://redd.it/9jit6b)

Part 2: Rules

The Training of Sabrina – Part 3: Cleaning and Learning the Tortures of Failure [MF, Str8, Fsub, Mdom, oral]

Hello, all. This is my first story. It is very long, and encompasses three months of my life. I can personally guarantee that everything in here is true, although somewhat paraphrased. It is not embellished nor fiction. I will be cross-posting this to other subreddits as I feel appropriate. There will be multiple parts and they will run together. Stick with the story and I am sure you will not be disappointed. I will also make a pledge to answer every response and comment to this story. So please, upvote, ask questions, and make comments.

I am a Dom. This is a story about how I met and trained Sabrina. As a visualization, Sabrina was 5’3″ and approximately 110 lbs. Her lithe frame was tattooed and sported B cup breasts with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes that glimmered when she earned a load of cum. I stood at 5’7″ tall and 150lbs. Dishwater blond hair and dashing blue eyes that can stare daggers or encouragement with a single look. My beard game was on point at the time, as well.

Part 1: The Meeting & Arrangement [MF]

Part 2: Rules [D/s] [MDom] [femsub] [No Sex] [Blowjob]

One Simple Question [MF]

My gf laid another amazing story on me last night that I had to share. We were at the small shopping for new outfits for a friends party this coming weekend. While we were walking around the mall, me in joggers and a sweater and her in her always sexy Lulu yoga pants and a sweater, I snuck up and pinched her ass and flirted with her a bit whispering in her ear, “have you ever done anything naughty at the mall before and if not do you want to?” She once again turned her trademark red at the cheeks and I instantly knew something was up. I stopped her dead in her tracks and said, “Spill it missy” she looked at me and said “UGH fine but not here” We made our way into a big department store that had a furniture section and she sat me down on a couch for sale near the restrooms and reluctantly began telling me what happened.

[MFM] shy Asian slut filled with 2 big dicks

This happened 24 hours ago:

About a week ago, an Asian 29F posted on r/SFR4R requesting NSA sex with a man who has very little body hair. Her post title indicated that she was open to it being with 2 men (F4M/F4MM) so I was quick to send her a message.

I will call her Lily in this story since she looked like a Lily to me and since I doubt she was using her real name on Kik. She is about 5’6″, thin @ 115#, handful of boobs, tight pussy and ass, long black hair and a nice smile.

I was lucky enough to catch Lily’s attention the same day with a freshly worded message and a few pictures showing the lack of hair as requested. In retrospect, she was ready to go immediately, but I was busy over the weekend so we kept in touch for a couple days before we made a plan to meet.

[MF] Didn’t know my best friend loved it rough…

This is gunna be long since I kinda like telling the buildup. Scroll down a couple paragraphs to get to the good stuff. Only remembered this because of a gif of girl wrapping her legs around the guy fucking her. If I find it I’ll post it on the comments.

This happened a few years ago in college but I still remember it since I’m still in contact with Kat and we hangout every now and then.

Around my senior year I broke up with my long-term girlfriend. It was a couple weeks after and a bunch of my friends were tired of seeing my bummed out and made me go out to aparty happening. Me realizing that I had to stop said yeah sure. Now one of the main reasons we broke up was because of the constant jealousy she would have with any girl I was friends with and it got too much. The main issue with that was Kat. Kat and I had been friends longer than I was in a relationship, so I couldn’t just drop that. Anyway I considered her my best friend and we’d text a few times a week and just catch up since we were both pretty busy and didn’t really hang out with people much unless were getting drunk.

Three years ago me and my step sister had a fling [MF]

So my mom and step dad linked up and I remember the first time meeting her. I thought she was absolutely stunning. She was 19 I was 20.. 5”2’ perfect curves, mid size breasts and I could just tell how dirty she may have been. Although she looked so innocent and caring, she just gave me a look like she had choked on a few different cocks and she really might just want mine… about 6 months later we are all living together. Her room right next to mine. It was different because I always had my own bathroom but we had to share one in this house. We were like friends, of course we flirted here and there.. of course she was my sister.. technically.. but honestly that got me even more turned on for her.. it still does.. but I never thought of making a move. I knew it was too risky and that it may ruin the family portion of it if something went wrong. People always catch feelings.. it was the same year that we moved in together..

[MF] Satisfying Her Desire To Be Used

Taken from my FL page.

This is a true story from an encounter back in 2014 with a friend of mine.

We had known each other since 2011 after a summer of working together. At the end of the summer, we had played a bit where she gave me head and I fingered and ate her out. After I left the state to go to college, we had minimal contact with one another. The following Spring of 2012, I had come back into town and paid her a little visit, she showed her appreciation by sucking my cock in her bedroom, directly above where her parents and uncle were sitting in the living room watching TV without a clue as to the kind of slut their daughter truly was.
She had always been a flirty and horny girl. I loved teasing her and talking about all sorts of things with her, but it was always shallow. Neither of us had any great wealth of knowledge when it came to sex; we just knew that we enjoyed playing with each other. Over time, I got a girlfriend and she got a boyfriend, so our play was severed. My girlfriend and I broke up and I started to enjoy the company of other girls, some of whom pushed me to more kinky adventures; real basic things like choking and spanking.

The Ti[m]e I was a [F]ull Blown Demon

This all happened a few years ago. I was working as an actor at a prestigious haunted house. By “prestigious” I don’t mean we played snooty ghosts, I mean we had a hell of a budget. Costumes, props, sets, make-up artists, everything was top of the line.

One night I was placed in a new role. This particular role required a very intricate getup. I needed to wear a silicone demon mask. This thing was intense as hell. Fiery red, horns, and it extended to include my neck and a little of my shoulders. There were also gloves made of the same weird-smelling material that went all the way past my elbows. They were these really cool looking claws. They were, however, totally impractical. They extended far beyond my actual fingers, and while they looked very solid, they were actually very flimsy. They couldn’t grasp for dick. They needed a lot of help going on and were going to need even more getting off.

So I get suited up, looking like Hellboy’s less buff brother, and go to my supervisor to ask where I need to go. Now I may have been dressed for hell, but this woman was HOT. She was a natural beauty, and her blonde, pageboy haircut perfectly framed her features. She had a runner’s build; thin, small chest, but this impossibly perky ass that was always in yoga pants.

In the University library [M] [F]

This story was back when I was studying for my degree. I went to the other side of the world to study for the degree. I major in Graphic Design. It was during the first term where I had an individual project, I went to the library to do research. There was a librarian that looks relatively young and he would always be arranging books during the late afternoon. And we started to notice each other.

My usual spot is at the corner of the sitting area with an individual desk. He would come over to the shelves near me and glance over to my direction often. Soon I started to show more skin. I would wear shorts or mini skirts. Sometimes just a jacket with nothing underneath, not even a bra. The jacket would hug the curves of my breast and sometimes my nipples would peak through.