Capture and Training Facility (Female) (Bladder Torture) (Catheters)

Sarah’s Stats:

Age: 13

Bladder Size: Small

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She was walking home from a long day at school, her grades were unlike the others, Cs, Ds, and Fs littered the recycle bin, her parents lectured her SO many times NOT to get horrible sh*t. Today, she had a project due, but she didn’t do it for the whole month, that’s when her parents somehow gave up on her. Her parents had secretly been willing to sell her to a facility that was supposedly meant to test female bladders and lubrication, as well as breast milk. The facility was shutdown long ago, but secretly reopened under illegal factors. The moment she walked out into the door, she was grabbed by two women, who subdued her and stripped her. The women cut off her underwear and moved her into the flooring of the van parked in the garage. They kept her shirt on for the while, because they were focused on her vagina. The floor of the van was a nice bedding area with restraints meant for her. Both of her hands were tied together to the top of the bed. Her legs weren’t tied, though. Her legs were finally fitted to a spreader bar. One of the women held a syringe, which was connected to a female catheter. The syringe held blue liquid, called “special bladder hormones”. The woman holding her catheter and syringe, began inserting the catheter. The catheter went up her urethra, until she felt it touch her sphincter. Sarah muffled in her gag as the catheter forced itself into her bladder. The woman took a large bottle of lemonade, and replaced the blue syringe with an even larger syringe of lemonade.

[MF] [Real Story] [Husband & Wife] [College] [Public] And a good time was had by all.. ?

It was one of those miraculous days when all paperwork seemed to solve itself and everything was on-track at the store I managed.. so I went ahead and took off a couple of hours early, on a sweet commute across town to my wife’s college campus, with some daylight left to frolic in.

“Hey honey.. I’m here on campus. Wherefore art thou?” I PM’ed her. She gave me a room number (no location sharing then) and I made a pit stop at a nearby McDonalds for a late-lunch takeaway.

Anne (my now-late wife) was singularly unique.. a woman with a steel-trap mind, a drive that matched my own and upbringing fitting her royal legacy.. wrapped inside a next-door 5’3″ curvy (36-27-34) Asian package, clothed modestly as Muslim women around here do, though with subtle hints to denote that she was her own person.

All that, and more, went through my mind as I looked around for her room.. which turned out to be her meeting place. *Being a club president has its privileges,* I thought as I sat down and ate with her, facing each other by the floor-to-ceiling glass front.

[MF] Hold the Moan Contest on vacation.

Pinning you against the edge of the pool, your eyes pan left to right slowly, looking around to make sure no one was around. The pool I chose to float with you in was essentially a lazy river that stretched the length of the resort. Foot traffic was consistent and within a few feet but had stretches when no one walked by. That’s what prompted me to make my move. We were floating together, you in my lap, in that barely there 2 piece. The last person that walked by had just turned the corner, with the only people in sight being the bartender, 30 feet away behind his counter and a pretty young girl sunbathing nearby, most likely asleep. You had your arms wrapped around me, allowing me free use of my hands. I had been gently fingering you for the last ten minutes and you had been squirming with pleasure while nibbling my ear, whispering, begging me to take you up to our room so we can take full advantage of the walk in shower. You were distracted by the exotic bird that flew over our heads so you didn’t feel me slid my dick out and push your bikini bottom to the side. You locked eyes with me just as I slid my cock home. The look of sudden pleasure made my dick harder. A soft moan escaped your lips as I pulled your face in for a kiss. As you pulled away I bite your bottom lip. That drove you crazy, almost losing our quiet game contest right away. As I slowly slid in and out, I knew I was going to win. Surprise always had a way of making you lose it and moan loud enough for someone to hear. Just then we heard, “Can I get you two anything?” The bartender had started walking over! Turning us around so you faced him, you were struggling to keep a straight face. I slowly enter you, moving deeper and deeper ever so slowly. “N…n..othing for us thanks” escaped you lips as a loud whisper. As he walked away you noticed the girl sunbathing is awake and watched the exchange. I start pumping you faster and faster as you and the sunbather stare at one another. Your eyes roll up as you climax to coincide with the sensation of me filling you with my cum. When you look back at the sunbather, you realize she knows exactly what happened when she licks then bites her bottom lip. I say “I’m surprised, I really thought I was going to win.” You give the girl a wink and say, “There is always next time daddy.”

[MF] Post-Workout Encounter with a student.

I am a 30 year old trainer at a gym that I have belonged to for a long time. I am well known by almost all of the students and teach a few classes during the week, and sub when the regular coaches are not available. There are strict rules against involvement with students, however it happens from time to time. Being one to always follow the rules, I have always erred on the side of caution and gently shut down anything that i perceived to be more than gym business from students.

Last month I was subbing a lot because of the holidays – there was one week where I taught every day (usually I teach 2). I noticed that one of our students – we will call her June, was staying after each class to ask me questions about technique, or how to train around injured areas, or just what seemed like an excuse to linger and flirt.

For reference – I am a white guy – 6’2” with short brown hair, a beard, and heavily tattooed arms – pretty muscular but no 6pack or anything. June is 5’0” – 22 years old, Chinese, with long black hair that is usually in a pony tail. She is probably lucky if she ways 110lbs but is extremely fit and has much larger tits than you would expect – something I noticed right away.

[M]y boss wanked me o[f]f in the shower at work tonight

I need to share this somewhere, and this is my favourite guilty pleasure sub to lurk on.
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So I’ve worked at this company for about three years now, but it is only since the turn of the year that I’ve been under the stewardship of Rhiannon. We talked briefly towards the end of last year, but it was only on professional terms.

Let me describe herself and I. Rhiannon is in her mid-40’s, 5″5, brown shoulder length hair and a petite frame. I am 24, 5″9, short brown hair and an athletic build. We are both single, although she ended her marriage over Christmas. There hadn’t been much chemistry between us to tell you the truth. I mean, there might have been a bit of flirting on her part, but I put that down to her being a free woman, rather than any attraction coming from me.

The last two weeks, the boiler in my house hasn’t been producing hot water for the shower, so I have resorted to using work’s showers in the mornings before starting work, rather than pay for a gym membership.

Taylor and Ellie

This is my first story so feedback is appreciated. Hopefully the first in a series

Taylor and Ellie

I got home on Friday night from another long week at work, I walked into my house; turned on the lights and sat down to watch some television. As I was flipping through the channels I was getting more and more irate, over 700 channels and nothing that I want to watch. Now I should say that for the last few weeks at work I have been under a lot of stress and things were mounting up; some of my colleagues had noticed this and suggested I take some time off to recover and come back fresh. I thought that they were trying to get rid of me or something but as I sat there in my house all alone on this Friday night I thought fuck it. So I went online and found a holiday to Dubai with the flight leaving Heathrow in four hours I clicked pay and went to pack my bags. An hour and a half later I was getting out of the taxi at Heathrow airport and looking forward to my last minute 10 day holiday.

He didn’t know. [FM]

His name is John and he’s older than me. He’s tall, handsome, lean and he smells of cigarettes and beer. When I first meet him, I can’t stop staring. I try to play it cool.

He’s into punk rock, and I’m more the classic rock kinda girl. We spend an evening discussing the greatest hits of the 70’s. He’s impressed someone my age knows so much about that time. I tell him it’s not hard to learn.

We hit it off and become friends. I’m a petite, 21 year old girl. I have long, dark hair that reaches just inches above my waist. I’m slim and quiet. He’s a 29 year old man with a killer smile.

Months go by and we always flirt but nothing ever happens. We like each other’s company but we both have baggages from prevous relationships. He sucks at them, and I suck too.

Giving a girl her first lesbian experience (and a little consensual non-con) [mff]

We keep on running into roadblocks when it comes to finding a steady unicorn. We find one, then she moves to NY for law school, we find another (through reddit), and then she wants to be exclusive with a guy she’s seeing. Not to sound too whiny about our (very clearly) first world problems, and we’re totally happy for both of them, but it can be a little frustrating. Well, as luck would have it, we found another girl… who messaged *because* she was about to move to Chicago. At least we knew in advance this time? In any case, here are the details…

We posted another ad last week in the DC personals (shout out to /r/baltimoreanddcr4!) and on Fetlife, and although we got a few messages from couples and single men (as per usual), we also got one from a 22 year old girl whom we’ll call Emma. We actually didn’t think it would go anywhere because of how she described herself as straight but a little heteroflexible, that she was looking to do something fun and crazy before moving 1500 miles across the country for grad school, and because her FL profile was pretty bare. Would this be another potential partner who chickened out at the last minute? Eh, maybe, but she sounded fun, so we gave her a shot and met up for drinks on Saturday night.

[MF] [Cheating] I wasn’t going to London (part 5 – finale)

**Heads up:** I originally started this story way back in September last year. I rattled through parts 1 to 4 fairly quickly (links in comments) but then real life got in the way and the story took a back seat. I promised myself I’d finish it early this year – and here it is, the conclusion. I’d suggest dropping to the comments and reading parts 1 to 4 first, even if you already did, just to remind yourself how we got here. And if you’re here for the first time, welcome! Either way, I hope you’ve enjoyed this story and I’d appreciate feedback in the comments.
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**Previously:** My girlfriend Lori has left me, after discovering the full truth of my three day Sicily sex holiday with my friend with Snapchat benefits, Sophie. Lori fucked me one final time before she took her packed bag and left before I woke up the next morning. Freshly single, I ponder my next move…

**TL;WTS?** A couple of dividers away in the section headed “two days later”
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It was a good job I’d taken the whole week off work. I sat in the front room, idly flicking through TV channels and trying to weigh up what had gone on over the last three days.

(MF, RP) My little cousin used to wake me up while I would pretend to sleep

When I was in my mid teens, I had to stay at my grandparents place for awhile. My cousin, I’ll call her Nikki, stayed in the room next to mine. Some mornings, Nikki would come into my room while I was sleeping to wake me up. I always looked forward to this, so I wasn’t really sleeping but would try and pretend to be asleep for as long as possible.
The first time I remember this happening, Nikki creeped into my room and jumped on top of me in the bed. She would straddle my waist and bounce up and down, trying to get me up. With only a sheet covering me, I found myself getting hard, and Nikki did too. She would rock back and forth on my cock, making it rock hard. Then, seeing I was not waking up, Nikki decided to check out her new favorite toy. She slipped under the sheet and pulled my boxers aside enough to get a view of my engorged dick. Then she would wrap her little hands around the shaft and squeeze it hard as she could.
Before I exploded all over her hand, I shifted myself and spread my legs open wider so she could get a better look. Nikki looked up again to see if I was awake, so this time she jumped on my chest trying to snap me out of my dream state. Frustrated, Nikki turned around and gave me the most beautiful view I ever saw. In her little nightie with no underwear on,
Her sweet little box was now inches from my face after she turned to again get a better view of my throbbing cock. She tickled the shaft very gently, then started rolling around with my balls in her hand. She squeezed my balls like they were foam, which forced my out of my fake slumber and I yelped.
‘You’re awake, you’re awake’ she said eagerly. ‘Did I hurt you?” Nikki said. ‘a little’ I said, ‘it’s very sensitive there.’ She turned herself around again and lay on top of me now, hugging me with all her might. ‘Cousin Freddy, I saw your wiener’ she said. ‘that’s OK’ I said. Nikki started to feel my hard on again dig into her tummy as she laid on top. ‘why is it so hard’ she said. ‘well, it’s all that moving around nikki, you make my wiener very hard because you’re really sexy.’
‘Wow, you think so cousin’ she said. ‘You make me feel ticklish and warm cousin.’ Then, she started tickling me and making me squirm around. My belly was really ticklish then and she kept teasing me with her little fingers, but I would squirm out. Then, to my surprise, nikki said ‘I have to fart cousin and I’m gonna fart in your face.’ Before I could object, she wrapped her legs around my face, my lips now right in her taint. I could feel her trying to squeeze out a fart, but I couldn’t restrain myself and started licking her sweet hairless vagina.
Should I continue?