Tag: BDSM

Navy part 5, A Tender Moment [Gangbang][BDSM][NonCon][MMMMMMff][OC][Oral][anal][impact]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nsc06n/in_the_navy_mfbdsmfantasycoercionanalmulti_part/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ob3k6j/in_the_navy_pt2_demoted_to_ships_whore/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/oh690i/in_the_navy_part_3_the_officers_lounge/)

The officers had her watch while they gangbanged Cristina through the night. Cook was seated on the couch, sandwiched between two men. She was in charge of keeping them hard while they waited for their preferred hole to open up. If Cook looked away one of them would slap her, or grab her nipple and twist it until she yelped. Her left nipple purple green from bruising, and her jaw was sore and felt swollen. Whether it was from being slapped around or having so many cocks rammed down her throat she wasn’t sure.

Cristina was certainly having the worst of it. Two hours after losing the cocksucking race she’d been cum in and on 11 times. Each of the officers stamina just kept increasing. Cristina started to slip in and out of Cook consciousness. “Fucking slut, your job is to suck. Are you dozing off on duty?” the chief engineer said, he had a handful of her hair and shook her head violently as he spoke. Cristina’s eyes leapt open at the tirade which was punctuated by him setting his cock tips on her lips and commanding her to do the work. Behind her the officers alternating between her ass and pussy were unperturbed, they were happy to thrust into her, conscious or not. Read more »

The IT Guy (Part 3) [femdom] [reluctance] [BDSM] [M4F]

*********This is the 3rd and possibly final installment of a sort of office blackmail series in which the protagonist is persuaded to service the office ladies. Hope you enjoy this one….and please, let me know in the comments if you think this series needs to continue. Otherwise, I’m gonna be on the prowl for the next great erotica story. Suggestions/scenarios are always welcome!************

That night, I slept good. Maybe it was because I’d just had actual sex for the first time. Maybe it was because I’d already serviced two of the office girls and my confidence was starting to build. Or maybe my subconscious was just eager to relieve itself all over my dreams.

Either way, I woke up the next day with a lazy smile on my face. I had spent the night floating in a surreal world of endless titties and vaginas, a mob of half naked women pursuing me. In the end, they had caught me, piled on top of me, buried me in their beautiful, sensuous bodies.

I got to work that afternoon not really even thinking too much about what Amy had in mind for me. She had written question marks on the calendar, but I just kind of figured that meant she didn’t know what she wanted at the time. She would decide tonight. Read more »

Me and the Devil Blues: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines [BDSM] [Mf] [Mm] [Supernatural]

Me and the Devil Blues: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

By Dmitri Storm

Father Khoma followed Ivan the gravedigger to the cursed woman. Khoma was personally disgusted by Ivan, and rarely came to this part of the Visaria. Ivan lived on the edge of the city, among ruined tombs and ruined castles, among gypsies and prostitutes and thieves. It all repulsed Khoma almost as much as Ivan himself did.

“I’ve been caring for her for about a week, Father. ” Khoma could not picture Ivan “caring” for anything, and definitely not a young woman. “I found her in the graveyard, rolling in the dirt and speaking in tongues. I tried to nurse her, but she began scratching and biting about both her body and mine. I have her tied to a bed in my shack in the graveyard. Tying a young woman to a bed for days was, on the other hand, definitely something Ivan was likely to do.

“I’m glad you came for me, my child. We will save here and, perhaps, the experience may make you start attending Mass every morning.” Khoma said. Ivan did not reply.

“Do you know her name, my child?” Khoma asked Read more »

18[M4F] Father & Daughter Role-play

Hello All,

I am 18, and all characters are must be over 18 to play!

[M4F] I am seeking a young, long-term and be a detailed female partner. This is a Father & Daughter role-play. I don’t ask much of you, just please detailed. I don’t expect you to write a full essay, but just enough to read and take interest in the role-play, you feel me? I do expect you to have full sentences and well-written paragraphs. Grammar included. Please message me with an idea in mind or which plot you would like to do before starting.

Plots/Scenarios:

1. I get a call from my ex-wife explaining to me that she would like for our daughter to spend time with me. I agree and I tell her “that’s perfect, how soon can she be here? You know what, why don’t I come to pick her up, I wanna see her anyway”. She responds by saying “That’s fine, you can come now if you’d like.” I respond by saying “I’ll be there in 20”. Read more »

Vivian’s Date – [M/f] [BDSM] [Humiliation]

The next morning, he was full of praises for her. How sexy she was, how erotic, how creative. How she had made him wild. How no one had ever put so much effort into teasing him with photos like she had. That he owed her a special treat.

She wanted it right away, him, right away, even if she didn’t cum again, just to feel his cock inside her. Anywhere inside her. But there was no time. No time for anything more than a passionate kiss and a deep regret at his leaving mixed with an incredible exhaustion from having been up too late, drinking too much, and getting fucked hard enough that she was sore.

He told her to take the day off, from him he meant, and try to relax at work. Relaxation was an order. He fucking ordered her. Like she was his slave. His servant. To take a nap after work. In the nude. Read more »

Wrote an erotic BDSM Poem. Hope it’s ok to post here.

I have recently discovered my love for writing. I am just starting so I thought i’d share. Let me know if others places where posts like these might fit.

If you submit

A Thursday like Today,
When It seems tough,
Remember I am there
to show you love,
To hold you in my arms,
Make you feel good
I’ll praise you and caress
You all I could
If pain is something
that you wish to feel,
You’ll know with me it’s something real,
Your skin may sting
And maybe leave some marks,
But afterwards I’ll
show your body love.
Remind you that I’m only here for you
And cross a line is something I won’t do
The trust you give is something I will cherish,
And use it to fulfill all your desires.
I want to make you wet, but not your eyes
I’ll give you only truth and never lies

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Rough Memories [MMF] [Mdom] [BDSM]

I love being told what to do. In a lot of aspects of my life to be honest, but particularly in the bedroom. I’m 26F, slim and toned, with long ginger hair and roughly 34C breasts, and luckily my long term (ex-)boyfriend (Giles,27M, slim build, brown hair, 7” or so) shared some of the same kinks as me. This story is about the first time we really explored those kinks together.

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It was the first time we’d seen each other for six months- I’d been away studying and he had a job he couldn’t get much holiday from. We’d sexted in that time, of course, but this was the first chance to actually see each other. We’d talked about kinks before- in fact, the first time we kissed he grabbed me by the throat and choked me. That was the first time I’d had anyone treat me rough, and I loved it.

When we met this time, we were travelling up from the south to the north of the country, stopping at a hotel overnight on the way. Nothing happened during the drive, if anything it was slightly awkward having not seen each other for so long, but that quickly changed once we were in the hotel alone. Read more »

I Want to be Your Dog: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines [Supernatural] [BDSM] [MFf] [Petplay] [Humiliation]

I Want to be Your Dog: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

By Dmitri Storm

(Author’s Note: The Transylvanian Concubines are loosely connected and can typically be read in any order. With that said, I feel this story really benefits from reading Bark at the Moon first, [found here](https://redd.it/ohkll8). The events will still make sense without reading Bark at the Moon, but a lot of context is laid out there. Stay kinky, stay creepy.)

Gwen woke up in a small cage. It was too small to stand or move in, barely large enough for Gwen at all. She frantically looked around her. She was totally naked except for a leather collar with a small charm on it and a leash.

She appeared to be in some sort of dungeon. She was surrounded by torches and stone walls. Sitting in a throne in front of her was a regal looking man. He was dressed in the height of Continental fashion and was, Gwen had to confess, rather handsome. The man held three chain leashes, each connected to a collar around the neck of a girl kneeling before him. The girls looked up at him fawningly, three beautiful porcelain skinned beauties, two dark haired and a haughty looking blonde one. Seeing the blonde girl, memories came flooding back to Gwen. The Pale Lady… Read more »

Alice In Chains, Part 4 The Way It Is. [OC][NonCon][sex slave][oral][degredation][BDSM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/nnsz11/closing_shift_mmfnoncon_fantasybdsmpart1/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/o1g41f/alice_in_chains_part_2/)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/on4tsk/alice_in_chains_pt3_mfbdsmnonconoc/)

“Let’s go, sugar tits” Alice’s captor said, throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her towards the RV. She was still dripping water from the hosing down he gave her. Despite this Alice was thankful that for the first time in 12 hours she wasn’t full of and covered in the sweat and cum of her rapists.

She didn’t expect it to last.

He threw open the door to the RV. AC chilled air made the water on her skin and hair go icy. He walked her up and threw her down on a couch on one side of the RV. He squeezed one of her tits and slapped the other. “I’m gonna get cleaned up. Maybe grab some sleep. Don’t have too much fun without me.”

“Home sweet home” the taller of her captives said. He was sitting at a fold out table opposite the couch, eating breakfast. The smell of hot food made pit in Alice’s stomach burn. Read more »

[BDSM] Decoration for a party + custom erotica

*I’ve published numerous BDSM erotica stories on Amazon and now offers custom short stories (4-5k words). Do you want to be the hero? The villain? Want to be dominated by your high school math teacher or read a story where your neighbours wife and hot daughter want a threesome?*

*Sign up for tier 3 on my Patreon to get your wish fulfilled. You also get access to a lot of kinky pictures! Go to* [*www.watchesandcuffs.com*](https://www.watchesandcuffs.com)

*A sample of my work (from the novel “Damsel in Distress for Hire”) – the scene is partly based on my own experience:*

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She could hear the doorbell ring behind the imposing door. It was not the unpleasant, jarring noise of a measly peasant’s doorbell, but a stately, welcoming ‘gong’. This doorbell was meant to announce people of means, of influence.

*So, what the hell am I doing here?* Claire became painfully aware of her worn clothes and old bomber jacket.

An elegant, petite woman opened the door and lit up in a blinding smile. The long silk dress hugged the slender body, and diamonds shone from the earrings and necklace. There were gentle streaks of gray in the ebony hair, but it only added class. Read more »