BDSM Archives — Page 162 of 419 — NSFW story

The Master [Noncon, BDSM]

Catherine slowly became aware and tried to open her eyes, but all she could see was dark. Her throat felt dry and scratchy. She mumbled weakly to no one, “Water.” Her body stiffened with surprise when she felt a straw touch her lips.

“Open your lips and drink slowly” a voice said quietly.

Catherine complied willingly. The water was cool and had a slight fruity taste to it, but then it was withdrawn from her lips unexpectedly. Her mouth tried to chase it, but she couldn’t see it or anything else. The water had chased away the dryness in her throat and let her mind clear a bit.

It took only moments for her befuddled mind to realize she was laying down and nude. She could feel cool air on her bare skin and the clammy, stickly feel of vinyl on her back, like a doctors exam bed.

“Where am I?” Catherine asked weakly. Not receiving an answer, Catherine tried to move. Panic set in when she could not move her arms. She could feel thick leather straps holding her arms down. Fear and terror escaped her lips when she could not move her legs. Trapped, strapped to the bed she was laying on, Catherine begged the unseen person who had given her water for help. Read more »

Daddy’s Graduation Present

My stepdaddy’s big cock was rock hard and pistoned towards my little pussy. The head was so big and swollen up against my tiny pussy hole, and I throbbed for it like I was in heat. Warm precum was dewing up at his tip and I whined at the pleasure when he rubbed it into my hole, involuntarily bucking my hips against it for more. “Daddy?” I panted. My pussy was puffy and dripping.

He laughed at me, his big white smile cutting into his grey stubble lined cheeks. “So now I’m daddy?” he asked, tantalizingly rubbing his thumb in circles on my sensitive clit. I gasped, and moaned out another beg. He slapped his other hand over my mouth to stifle the sound, so we wouldn’t get caught by my mom, and down below my little pussy hole throbbed against his tip. I could feel his heartbeat in it. He wanted this just as badly as I did. “An hour ago, I was just *Michael*.” He was smirking at me, his pale blue eyes hungry. An hour ago, he was driving me back from my high school graduation. “But *now*…” he breathed, and his hand left my face to snake down around my throat, where he choked me authoritatively. “*Now,* I’m your daddy.” He pressed his hand harder into my throat. My mouth opened, and I panted against it with my tongue out. “And *you*…” he began, voice gruff. Down below, I felt him pick up his thickened cock, and he yanked me by the throat to make me watch him. It was so big. Bigger than anything I could have imagined. And lined up the shaft with thick pulsating veins, a small moat of salt and pepper hair at its base. So girthy it was almost… scary. But some instinct deep inside me made me want to fucking impale myself on it. Read more »

Fantasies of the Bear Next Door: Be My Toy [mf] [oral] [69] [dom/sub] [bdsm]

When he hugs me, I can’t help but to wrap my arms around his neck and just hold on with everything I have in me, for as long as I can. I hate letting go. It’s such a struggle to, each time. I feel his strength. His warmth. It makes me feel so small, but in the best way. Like I’m completely engulfed in him. Feeling his thick arms wrapped around me, his vast chest pressed against mine, the taught muscles of his shoulders and neck under my arms and against my cheek… it makes my knees feel week. Makes my heart flutter and my pussy twitch and dampen. When the scruff of his beard scratch against my neck, it’s all I can do not to audible gasp.

How I long to one day, during one of our normal, farewell embraces, to hold on just a bit longer. To nuzzle my face in his neck. Feel him stiffen from the unexpected affection. I let out a soft sigh, my lips grazing his flesh as they part. The heat of my breath causes his hairs to prick up and I can feel his heart skip a beat, as our chests are pressed together. Read more »

I (18F) allowed a girl at a store come inside the dressing room with me

So near me there’s a local uhh “toy” shop anyway I go there lots because I love to support local businesses so I went to find something sexy to wear when I have guys over! Some lace or something a way , from the second I got there the cashier lady seemed to be flirting pretty hard with me. However I wasn’t sure if it was just kindness or flirting. I got my answer soon though, I asked for a changing room to try on some outfits and she said “if you need any help getting them on. I’m not busy” and then blew on my neck. Idk why, V never even considered myself Bi, but I got S O A K E D. I let her come in and she bent me over and fingered my holes till I came on her hand genuinely amazing experience AND she gave me a discount too

Have written some BDSM stories too at [here.](https://datinggurls.blogspot.com/)

Co-worker Bonding Part III [MF]

A few months ago I posted a few MFM CNC fantasy pieces on this sub. One dealing with some BDSM intrigued a friend, and we collaborated on a piece a mild BDSM piece. For now, she has chosen to remain silent. I/we hope you enjoy.

[https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nk717u/coworker_bonding_part_ii_mfbondage/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nk717u/coworker_bonding_part_ii_mfbondage/)

I opened my eyes as the light bled through the blinds. Eric’s arm was draped over my body and I could hear him gently breathing. I glanced at his alarm clock and it took a few seconds for me to realize that I was going to be late. I popped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom to pee. Eric met me at the bathroom door as I was coming out. We kissed and he told me that I can be late today. I smiled and paused for a second. My eyes glanced at his semi hard cock and I bit my lip. Thoughts ran through my head of climbing back into bed and mounting him, but something drew me to get my things and leave. I made my way to the guest room and quickly got dressed and went back to the bedroom. Eric was putting away the “toys” from last night and had clipped the four restraints that he had given me together. He handed them to me and I took them and shoved them in my bag. I leaned in for a kiss, expected something small and was met with a deeply passionate one. Our heads parted and I stepped back. His semi hard cock was even fuller and my mind again tugged back and forth about having a morning romp. The hard worker got the best of me and I gave him another peck headed for the stairs. “I’ll see you at work” Read more »

[F/M] My last weekend [BDSM] [Bondage] [Mdom] [Predicaments]

Dan and I had been messaging for weeks. We started off discussing bondage positions. He really seemed to understand my desires and he was creative. But our exchanges were brief, to the point. He described a setting and the restriction and I would imagine myself in it, reply with how I think I’d feel in the first minutes, after an hour, after two. If I felt it would be possible to endure longer, I’d continue to describe what I’d expect it to feel like after 4, 8, 12 hours or even a full day.

Dan would respond with anything he thought was not realistic, I’d agree or defend my original response. Then like clockwork the next Saturday, he sent the next position.

Our exchange lasted over 9 months, 40 odd weekly exchanges, the same format. No personal questions, though it was clear from his posts that he read my posting history and was aware of what I shared. I did the same. So I knew he was around 10 years older than me, not very experienced, but had taken part in some workshops and he was a switch. Read more »

I (f) need you. [BDSM] [First Person] [Fsub] [Mdom] [Romantic?] [Creampie] [Risk] [impact/knife/candle play]

I ask for the chains. You nod, always aware this was something I needed, yet rarely ask for, something we’ve talked about in depth and meddled with. You sling them over the support beam on the ceiling. I collect and place everything I want on a table near by, I leave the choice, timing and usage to your discretion, you know what your doing and I dont want to think. You wait as I strip to just my suspenders and thigh highs, my body is cold in the winter air, my nipples perky and my bare ass and thighs prickling with goose bumps, I know I won’t feel it in a moment, the cold, inside and out, the world will be gone.
You pull me in for a hug, its long and secure. Warmth eminates from your being, your hands dont wander, they just hold me, there’s nothing but trust, you’ll be there the whole time with me. I feel your clothes against my naked skin, I feel your chest rise and fall for what could be an eternity. This is always how it starts, security, reassurance, comfort. Read more »

The Red Suitcase-Chapter 4 [cuckold] [bisexual] [consensual]

CHAPTER 4

Disclaimer: sexually explicit, bisexual, cuckold, light BDSM.

I woke up naked with a hand on my dick. With the blackout curtains closed in my room it was hard to tell what time it was so I took my hand off my cock, rolled over to look at the clock. After waiting for my eyes to focus I could see that the conference was about to start as the time was edging up on the eight-thirty mark. My tongue felt like something was growing on it and I was sure my breath could stop a charging water buffalo.

I made my way to the bathroom and pissed then brushed my teeth while I searched the room for my phone. It was sitting on the desk next to the charger, unplugged and dead. That would explain why my alarm didn’t go off and why I hadn’t heard a call from Kim, I thought, plugging my phone into the charger.

I laid back down, thinking about last night and all the things that my wife might have made her little sub do and how my wife might have got off while with her little sub as I started stroking myself. I got up to find the pants that I wore last night to see if I could smell Becky’s cum on them. Read more »