Tag: BDSM

My Step Daughter Takes Control (Part 4). M/f, light bdsm, fetish.

With that, she stepped back slightly, pushed me to the floor, my lower legs trapped beneath me. Turning her back to me she positioned herself above me, and with great care placed the heels of her boots over each wrist, pinioning my arms to the floor between heel and sole. As she lowered herself onto me, she spoke. ‘I am going to make you mine. You are going to learn that I will fuck you when and how I like. You will fuck me only as I wish; you will fuck to order and as ordered.’

As she lowered herself onto me, cutting off my ability to breathe, she writhed back and forth on my mouth, grinding herself against me. Her hands traced down my thighs: she used this pressure to push against my mouth. Just as my head began to rock from side to side in a vain attempt to get air, her fingers wrapped around my shaft, rubbing, caressing the length as I began to throb to her touch.

She released me from her pussy, allowing me to breathe. As I gasped in air, I could taste her, feel the coating of her juices on my tongue and lips. I was almost unaware for a moment as I tried to draw in as much air as possible. Read more »

Begging to Cum [MF][D/s][Spanking][Light BDSM][Denial][Sex][Orgasms]

And I was excited.  I knew that when I got home, I would be yours. That I would be owned.  The day seemed to drag on, and finally once work was over, I rushed home to serve you. 

When you called me earlier in the day I knew what sort of mood you were in.

Dominant. Rough. Powerful.

With a few words I was stripped of my clothes, and my collar latched securely around my throat. The feeling of it there always makes me shudder.

You reminded me that I was being punished, and that I would need to be spanked.  I whimpered at the thought, but secretly it made my pussy clench, and start to cream. Bending me over the bed, you run your hand over my ass, explaining to me exactly why I’m being spanked.

SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!

I count each one, gasping as your hand stings the pale flesh of my ass.

*Pinch slut.  Give me a four.*

At your command I reach up, grasping my pink nipple with my fingers and squeezing it. I cry out softly, pinching but not too hard just yet. Only four out of the ten levels you established with me long ago. Read more »

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My (28F) First Time Being Shared By My Husband(31M) {MMF | Shared | First | Wife}

After a couple of years of subtle nudges into more adventurous sex life, my husband had finally talked me into the idea of group sex. He had tried multiple times to have threesomes in the past, even a few times seemed too eager for me to cheat on him. I was a loyal woman who would never cheat on a man but that seemed to be a little bit of a letdown for him. My husband Seth was three years older than me, being 31 while I was 28. We met in college and have stuck together ever since.

After nearly 10 years together, he started wanting the sex to become less vanilla. It started with anal, toys, roleplay, and even some BDSM. Although it took some getting used to, I had begun to enjoy exploring ourselves sexually. There were a few we did not enjoy so we agreed to avoid them mostly. All of it had landed me in our current sexual exploration. Seth had been trying for a while now to get me into a group sex event but I told him I was not ready. His idea of an orgy was too much for me. Slowly we negotiated it down to a simple threesome to open me up a little more. This was a big step for me because Seth was the man who took my virginity during my freshman year of college. Read more »

“Count backwards from 10….” (F/M) A BDSM, sensual, passionate memory

“I better go down and get them…” I smiled down at him, eyeing him lustfully before caving in to his charm, leaning forward to kiss his ever so inviting lips.

He grabbed me by the waist, pulling me forward causing me to fall on top of him on the lounge, kissing me passionately, as he pulled my body closer. I giggled at him, so turned on by his innocent, boyish looks and natural charisma. I wanted him. Bad.

I pulled away, jumping away from him quickly, walking towards the door.

“I’ll be back” I smiled over my shoulder, hips swaying rhythmically as I walked out the door, knowing very well how much he’d rather have me pinned to that lounge and driving himself hard between my legs.

The ‘them’ I was referring to was my friends who were joining us at a fetish party that night. We were pre-drinking together before heading to the club.

We drank all together in the hotel and all was ok, they chat and mingled. They got along, though he definitely had most of my attention. He was quietly driving me wild without even trying…at all. Read more »

The best worst idea of my life – part 3 [MFFF] [BDSM]

Kate and I have never involved anyone in our play. We talked about it a few times, but that’s all. I’m not sure how she would react to the idea of playing with these two. I’m not even sure if I want that. I probably shouldn’t. They’re both drunk, they’re both inexperienced. Nicky is a virgin. I should just get Kate out of there, walk them home, and that’s it. I’m not sure if they could sneak in without their parents noticing anything, but that’s not my problem.

Once again, I get lost in my own thoughts, staring at Jenny’s puddle, and I’m caught off guard again. Nicky touches my cheek, and as soon as I turn my head, she kisses me. They sneaked out to find some guys, and here I am. The rum that gave courage to Kate did the same to Nicky. I should stop her. She’s clumsy. Is this her first kiss? Did Jenny say anything about this? I can’t remember. Read more »

Embrace of the Goddess Part 2 [FF] [BDSM] [Corruption] [Fantasy] [Vampire]

**Chapter 2: Sacrifice**

Iriel turned off the steaming water that filled her tub and sank into it. She sighed as the water rose up to her neck, helping her clean off the sweat of the night before.

She had to start each day like this now. Her dreams were always fevered, and each morning she woke up sweaty and wet. Her sheets were tangled from her thrashing about, trying to escape Maloth’s tomb or trying to get back in. They were erotic nightmares where she was consumed and orgasmed as Maloth chewed on her flesh or perhaps she climaxed as the smoke of Maloth penetrated her, lifting her up and filling her with its ash.

Each night they were more awful and wonderful than the night before.

But Iriel hated the stench of sweat and lust clinging to her body. She always bathed before going out into the Abbey. The other girls may not recognize the scent, but if she didn’t wash it off, her mind couldn’t escape the dreams. Read more »

Her First Punishment [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Spanking] [Oral]

She arrived early, hoping to beat him to the office, but she could see his light was on already. She had been manic this past weekend, texting him while she was out clubbing. She had been in a bitter, self-loathing, destructive, attention-seeking mood. She actually threatened to mix alcohol with pills…knowing he could do nothing from hundreds of miles away on his business trip. When she contacted him Sunday to apologize, he tried to end things. He told her he couldn’t help her because she didn’t want to help herself. That he no longer wanted to be played by her antics. But she believed he was helping. Until she met him, she felt she had been drifting from one bad decision to another. The weekend was an example of how things could be when he wasn’t there to guide her. She couldn’t let him go. No, they had come too far, but not far enough. She wanted more. She wanted him. So, she offered herself to him. She committed to him that she needed him, needed the way he loved, and wanted his mentor-ship. She would do anything to prove it. He accepted this and told her to be prepared to be punished for her behavior. These thoughts ran through her head as she nervously walked down the hallway to his office Read more »

Her First Punishment [MF] [BDSM] [MDom] [Fsub] [Spanking] [Oral]

She arrived early, hoping to beat him to the office, but she could see his light was on already. She had been manic this past weekend, texting him while she was out clubbing. She had been in a bitter, self-loathing, destructive, attention-seeking mood. She actually threatened to mix alcohol with pills…knowing he could do nothing from hundreds of miles away on his business trip. When she contacted him Sunday to apologize, he tried to end things. He told her he couldn’t help her because she didn’t want to help herself. That he no longer wanted to be played by her antics. But she believed he was helping. Until she met him, she felt she had been drifting from one bad decision to another. The weekend was an example of how things could be when he wasn’t there to guide her. She couldn’t let him go. No, they had come too far, but not far enough. She wanted more. She wanted him. So, she offered herself to him. She committed to him that she needed him, needed the way he loved, and wanted his mentor-ship. She would do anything to prove it. He accepted this and told her to be prepared to be punished for her behavior. These thoughts ran through her head as she nervously walked down the hallway to his office Read more »

My Friends Wife [MF]

Right at the beginning of the pandemic it came up that some friends
were also into bdsm. This lead to the conversations randomly getting sexual
especially when I found out his wife was into being a sub.
I hinted at it a few times to her which apparently got her worked up enough to
want to start chatting on snapchat during the work day.
Seems like she needed the extra attention of being a little slut and he wasn’t
providing that on a consistent schedule.

Fast forward to a year into the pandemic and she is still sending me daily nudes at work.
I had to remind her how sexy she was and how much she deserves to be fucked daily, tied up made to obey orders.
Her ass is phenomenal and I’m sure her pussy is as tight as her lips have been since she’s been containing this
secret. Read more »