Staring up at his tall frame, a sudden wave of submission coats my mind and body. His darkened eyes confirm the palpable shift in power, and I become His. With one swift movement, He snakes His arm around my waist and swivels me around until I am trapped between His strength and the cold wall. The coolness seeps through my thin mesh top doing all it can to control the fire spreading between my thighs as He gently lowers his lips to meet mine. At first, His lips are tentative and teasing, as if testing the waters until eventually growing into a deep and urgent desire and I find myself begging to be closer. Pulling away, He grabs my left arm and effortlessly throws me towards the bed.
‘Bend over.’
I comply instantly as if it were second nature, as if He commands my brain and I am merely the body that follows. Bending over, I feel a welcomed draft swim up between my thighs as my obscenely short skirt rides up exposing my pantyless behind, courtesy of Sir’s orders. Suddenly, a sharp sting travels through my right cheek and straight to my sweet spot. He rhythmically continues, His heavy hands simultaneously soothing and swatting. With each blow a low guttural moan escapes me, and I feel the tension in my body dissipate and bliss take its place.
Tag: BDSM
Step Sister Corruption Part 193 – Day 112 Drive Home Pt 1 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)
*Gabe*
Summer yelled over the car’s surround sound, “WELL IT’S ABOUT FUCKING GOD DAMN TIME YOU TWO CALL!!!”
Yikes Summer is ***PISSED!!!***
Granted we hadn’t talked to her since we first arrived in town for our meeting with Vuse as we kind of got busy with everything that happened and hadn’t talked to her since.
I spoke, “Yeah sorry about that babe. We kind of got busy yesterday.”
Summer audibly sighed, “It’s alright….I guess. So are you two coming home now?”
Kel spoke, “Yes we just left the hotel, Summer, just a few minutes ago.”
I added, “With an entourage at that.”
Summer sounded confused as she spoke, “A what?”
Kel answered, “An entourage. It’s where…”
Summer interrupted Kel, “I know what an entourage is Kelly. I’m asking why you would have an entourage?”
Kel spoke, “Oh. We friended some girl’s from our home who was here with Vuse and one thing led to another.”
Summer spoke, “Ok back up. Explain.”
So we started talking.
💕 My Evolution into a size prince(ss)💕 [NB/NB] [AFAB/AMAB]
[Some Background] A little excerpt from a story I wrote about a Grindr encounter on my campus! I am by no means a virgin, but the only dicks I’d ever had inside me were about 7 inches (which definitely isn’t small!) But, with this person I met with, they were almost 9 inches & I think they may have gotten me hooked on bigger sizes for sure 👀
The editing is sparse and there may be some typos, so be kind, and hopefully enjoy
(& If you know me, uhhh no you don’t 😳)
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I glanced back and forth between my phone, squirming. I was gonna take a dick – and a massive one at that, for the first time in over a year.
After they let me in, we climbed the stairs to their dorm room once more. I gingerly shut their door behind us. As I happened to glance down at their pants while talking, I saw the biggest bulge I’ve pretty much seen poking through their pants.
I did everything I could to not audibly groan. They climbed up onto the bed with ease while I stripped off my jacket and some of my layers.
New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 122-124) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]
**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.
Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.
## 122: No Steve
“H-huuuh?” Steve’s expression changed the moment he was hit by Beatrice’s [Daze] Skill. The hard look of an experienced, vicious warrior transformed into that of a deeply confused, drunken fool.
All eight spears fell on the ground around Steve, and his Shield of Dignity dug into the earth under its own weight as Steve barely kept it upright.
The [Daze] Skill would last a whole twenty seconds, but Beatrice only needed two. With Steve’s shield barely protecting his legs and abdomen, Beatrice had countless angles to finish him off.
*I wonder how many experience points I’ll gain from this?* Beatrice wondered as she closed in on her first kill of the day.
Tied up for a sex party [group] [bdsm]
Last weekend, my husband and I attended an intimate, 20-person sex party in a gorgeous loft apartment.
When we arrived, we could not believe how attractive every guest was — we were all in our 20s-30s (apart from a 50-something man who was the most fit person there), there were super sexy women wearing lingerie from the outset, no major alpha energy (except from a few girls which is a turn on for me), and everyone was chill, welcoming, and respectful. My tight green lacy dress was on the more modest side, though I could see people’s eyes (my husband’s included) lingering on my visibly hard nipples. After drinks, the hosts circled up the guests and we went around sharing our pronouns, orientation, hard limits, how we like to be asked for consent, and our hopes for the evening. As each person spoke in turn, I could feel my pulse rev up as it neared our turn to share. This was partially because there were some very sexy people speaking about the ways they love to fuck. It was also because I knew what my husband was going to say when it was our turn to speak.
[FM] Dominatrix (27) smacked me (45) around for the first time
I always wanted to be dominated sexually by a woman, and finally got up the courage to make it happen. This story is not for everyone but it was consensual and I had a safeword
Three years ago I saw a pro domme give a public interview about her dominatrix work. I looked her up and messaged her and booked a session.
When she answered the door she was holding the biggest hairbrush I had ever seen. But I thought ‘she’s average sized. there’s no way this woman can beat me up’
We had arranged to role play a rude customer/ waitress scene. I pretended to argue with her and then got physically aggressive. Boom! She was on me in the blink of an eye. Her hand was firmly at my throat, cutting off my oxygen. I felt my panic reflex kick in
My face was white as she told me calmly that she was in charge and would make me sorry as hell.
At this point I was actually terrified and no longer play acting. I nodded miserably and she threw me to the ground. I now realized that I was dealing with a very strong, very quick woman with a lot of experience dealing out violence.
We met on a swingers site [MF] [MFM] [FMF] [MFMF] [swing] [bdsm]
I think the year was 2012 or 2013. I was separated from the soon to be ex wife. I was bad at marriage, but good at sex and I needed to fuck. I turned to a well-known swinger’s site and put up my profile. Of course, I was scared of being recognized, but later realized if they did recognize me, how would they explain finding me on a swingers’ site?
I put the profile up, and I matched with a gal named “Cheryl”. Now, I did not know Cheryl, so we started talking, communicating via the website, and eventually texting. We exchanged pics right away because there’s nothing worse than building chemistry and then finding out they are not what you are attracted to. Nothing wrong with personality, but I want to be able to look at what I am fucking too.
Cheryl and I talk, exchange the pics, and everything is going well. She tells me she is looking for someone who is more Alpha/ Dom in the bedroom as her husband is somewhat vanilla. She lets me know that he is aware/approves that she is looking to fill that need and they have discussed it.
What a dad wants part 9
She was quiet while she chewed, but she watched me. “OK. Do you prefer to watch or be watched?”
I smiled. I’d asked her the same thing after I knew she’d seen Stella and I fuck. “I like both, but I prefer to watch.”
“So then who do you watch?”
The food in my mouth suddenly felt like lead. I realized I couldn’t answer without revealing a lot about Stella. “Gabby…”
She sighed when my tone indicated we’d found something else I didn’t want to be open with her about. I’d lectured her on sharing things with me regardless of her discomfort and there I was, being all kinds of hypocritical.
“I’ve watched a lot of people fuck, baby. Mostly though, I’ve watched your mom.”
As expected, Gabby froze with her eyes on her plate and a piece of toast halfway to her mouth. “What do you mean?” She whispered the words like I’d just disappointed her in a major way.
“Not recently, but in the past, your mom and I would sleep with other people. Sometimes together, sometimes separately, but always with each other’s permission.”
“Holy shit,” she whispered. “Are you guys… swingers?”
How it all started
How did I become Kelly? Well this story details one night that certainly sent me on this journey. To get started, you need to know a little background. I went to a large Midwest college and really enjoyed myself. I received good grades but partied alot and had many sexual experiences and really learned to put inhibitions aside and explore. About 5 years after graduation, I had become a manager within my company and was responsible for about 20 people. I ran alot, athletic build but not muscular, and I am about 6 feet tall. I was in a relationship with a woman named Beth going on 2 years at that time. Long straight Auburn hair, physically in great shape, C cup breasts. We each had a place but she really just lived with me. She was more uninhibited than I was. She was a sexual animal, once we started it was likely that we would be up all night. She was easy to please and wanted to please as well. She liked different things and she wanted it to be different every time. And nothing was really off the table. We had an open relationship, that was her request. I really wasn’t that ok with it, but it was part of the deal and I didn’t want to give up my time with her. We were together more than 90 percent of the time, but there were always those occasional nights where she said she was out on her own and not coming home or asked me to stay elsewhere so she could have friends at our place. She always shared the details, there were no secrets. If you have ever been in an open relationship, you may have struggled like I did, but after a year of her always coming back to me with the same energy and desire I kind of became ok with it. I had a few one night stands while she was out on hers, but mostly it was guys night out drinking.
Thoughts [BDSM] [sub fantasy] [daydreaming]
**just a little fantasy. Sir, if you’re reading this, hope you enjoy 😉 **
I’m all yours sir.
You want me dressed up like the little slut that I am? No panties under my dress when you take me out to dinner?
Or maybe I do wear panties, with a hidden vibrator that you control. Forced to keep my composure or else be punished.
How would you punish me, sir?
Would you bend me over your knee, spanking me until my entire ass and thighs are red?
Stuff my panties in my mouth to keep me quiet?
Would you pinch my nipple clamps extra tight?
Perhaps you’d blindfold me while I’m bound, so I don’t know what’s coming next. The tickle of the flogger as it barely grazes across my skin, then the delightful sting as you whip me with it. The shocking cold of an ice cube, the nibbling of teeth, hot candle wax.
Maybe you’d tie me down, and facefuck me, force me to gag and choke on your cock? Please fill me with your cum, I’ll swallow every drop. I’ll be such a good girl if you feed me your cum.