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A Spider Named Claire, Encounter 1: Succubus [MF][Femdom][CBT][Sci-Fi][Drugs]

This is my first time attempting to write any kind of fiction, much less erotic. Any feedback/critique appreciated beyond content. I already know I have weird taste. :)

A few notes as preface:

* The ship this scene takes place on is at rest and depends on thrust for gravity. So currently – zero g.
* I really hate the obligatory physical description part of most stuff I read on here, so I omitted it. Use your imagination and fill in the gaps. Protag is written to be a handsome self-insert.

Hope you enjoy!

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I was pulling myself along a series of padded handholds down the corridor to the Hospitality sector, on my way to see Claire. I felt a little silly booking her for the third time in as many weeks, but I couldn’t stop thinking about her smile, the little razor edge I could see glinting behind her eyes. I told myself this time I’d do it, I’d ask about getting dommed. She was a professional, after all, it’s business for her, not personal. I wasn’t going to pussy out again.

Surrender (bdsm)

The wine I consumed all evening is offset by the arousal coursing through my veins. your body pressing, your scent, your breathe melding with mine is making my heart beat a rapid staccato. You whisper in my ear, sweet, then beautiful, then filthy things that make me gasp and then moan. I try to maintain eye contact, but the sensations you coax take over as you relentlessly push me to my peak without mercy. long fingers caress the tender skin of my throat, and you squeeze. My eyelids pop open to meet mossy irises that are filled with need and cool, uncompromising control. As the oxygen to my brain depletes I get lost in their depths. The edges of my vision get fuzzy, then you let go. the air around us vibrates with the force of your will. the look you give me demands I give you everything, and I feel myself being swept under. But I want to push you as far as you’ve pushed me, and I resist even as my heart begs me to yield to you . No, I say in a small voice, and shake my head, desperately trying to maintain my autonomy. But my soul has woken from the place its been sleeping and relinquishes itself even as I whine and fight my desire to submit . in a quiet voice crackling with authority, you tell me to come, and my eyes flutter closed. helpless against your command, I obey. Read more »

New Beginnings Part 8 (FFM) – A new toy

Part 1 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m3mxfw/f_failed_catfishing_attempt_that_turned_into_an/)

Part 2 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m48gw9/new_beginnings_pt_2/)

Part 3 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m4drd1/new_beginnings_pt_3/)

Part 4 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m4ekx7/new_beginnings_pt_4/)

Part 5 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m4fa44/new_beginnings_pt_5/)

Part 6 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m5bu0e/new_beginnings_pt_6/)

Part 7 [HERE](https://www.reddit.com/user/Beneficial_Company86/comments/m5ktbl/new_beginnings_pt_7/)

This excerpt is from when another BDSM friendly friend came over and we decided to chit chat with my Dom. XD It was so much fun… he had never talked with 2 at the same time. We all enjoyed the play.

sub-R (myself)

Dom-G(my Dom)

B: (my friend-female)

R:(also me)

B and R is me and my friend speaking to my Dom together from different devices in the same room.

sub-R: —

Yay My friend is here

We are chatting now and she said to tell you vegemite is disgusting? She said you would know what that is?

sub-R: —

we aren’t alone to talk just yet but can i show her the video when we are?

Dom-G: —

Of course you can.

And if she’s ragging on Vegemite maybe I don’t want her to see my cock

If you can find out, I want to know if I make her a bit wet.

sub-R: — Read more »

Twelve Maxbridge Street – Parts 5-7 – [humil] [romance]

This contains the three last chapters from a short story that I have published for FREE under the pen name M H Keplar. I’m publishing it here in hopes of getting some comments, positive or negative, both interest me. These chapters don’t work very well stand-alone. Minimally, 2 and 4 or 3 and 4 should be read first be read stand alone, but I think it’s better in context.

[https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923](https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1063923)

Thanks,

AG

REST

And, indeed, rest came quickly. When the handlers arrived, Faranger was hanging by his wrists, so one held him up with an arm around his waist while the other unshackled him. The handlers didn’t put on the arm restraints or the cape, nor did they let him sit down. Instead they brought his arms across their shoulders and made their way directly to a cage in the crescent of the three stations. It was about four feet high and set on a four foot high stand. A circle of lights was switched on around them. The cage was large enough to comfortably accommodate a man lying down on the padded surface, with a small leather pillow, and there was more space between the pillow and the end of the cave. “The door will be locked until morning, so, of course, you’ll have to spend the night here,” said the darker handler. “But it also prevents the spectators from touching you with anything but their hands. The sedative we’ll give you is strong enough that you should be able to get a few hours of good sleep anyway.” Read more »

Poetry & Blood Part 18 [FF] [BDSM] [Vampire] [Mind Control]

**Chapter 18: Memoriam**

**Camille**

The room was ready.

Camille paced back and forth, waiting for her servants and Laura to arrive. Lucy was back in town from the trip Camille had sent her on. Or was it Claire that had sent her? Angelica? It didn’t matter. She was back.

With Lucy came the routine. The house came back to life under her instruction. Claire took over Angelica’s responsibilities. Laura took over Abby’s tasks. And tonight, the Muse Sessions would return.

Jacques had already brought up a bowl of strawberries, but Camille didn’t think she’d need them. Ever since she put Laura back in control, she’d been starving. She’d consumed all of the reserves they had of Nikki’s blood in the past week. Lucy said they would have to slowly get more. That meant Camille was starving.

And horny.

She knew she’d do it tonight. She was going to sire Laura. She was no Laura K, but she deserved a reward for her loyalty and patience. She never abandoned Camille, even when Angelica betrayed her. Perhaps they’d sire Lucy together as well. Both of them had been loyal servants. Ideal, really. Camille couldn’t have been prouder of them. Read more »

Christina’s Transformation Into a Sex Toy [MF][Bondage][Brainwashing][Submission][BDSM]

**First time posting my smut, hope you enjoy! ???**

Christina’s eyes blinked slowly open. Coming out of her drug induced sleep was more challenging than she thought, especially with the bright blue lights shining directly on her face. Where was she? Why was she here? When she saw the figure in the darkness beyond the light, everything started to come back together. She had asked for this, she wanted to be here. After letting out a soft moan, the dark figure came closer and placed his face between her eyes and the bright lights, giving them the much needed relief she needed.

“Hello Toy. It took you long enough to wake up. Do you realize how long you’ve kept your owner waiting?”

The man rocked the chair back and forth, threatening to tip her over. Christina’s fingers gripped the arm rests and she realized her hands were handcuffed to each side. She closed her eyes, trying to resist crying in fear of being dropped on the ground. The man laughed and stopped rocking her chair, stepping back beyond the light. Read more »

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Poetry & Blood Part 17 [FF] [BDSM] [Vampire] [Mind Control]

**Chapter 17: The Body**

**Claire**

Claire found the body.

It was her normal routine. She had made sure Camille’s needs were taken care of, that she was asleep, cleaned the foyer and sitting room, then moved to the residential quarters. But when she opened the door to Abby’s room, there was … so much blood.

Claire shivered and forced herself not to vomit, holding her hand over her mouth, keeping her eyes shut. She rocked back and forth, trying to fight back the image of Abby’s face covered in wax, her neck bloated and bruised, claw marks and … blood all over her body.

Even after a week, she couldn’t think of it without summoning the nausea, the disorienting vertigo of finding someone still. Empty. Over and over, Claire tried to imagine Abby laughing or smiling. She wanted to remember who she was, but everything melted back into a corpse, into flesh, into death. Abby was gone, and the memory of her was slipping away quickly. Abby was covered in wax, burnt, broken, snapped, beaten, ripped, and drained. Read more »

Step Sister Corruption Part 91 – Day 49 Girl’s Gift Pt. 3 (fiction, M/F/F/F/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con, momentary harem, orgy)

*Gabe*

I accidentally thrusted too hard on my slutty birthday present and sent the poor girl flying over the couch to collide with my mom’s present.

*OOPS*

I had spent the last few minutes pounding my *gift* otherwise known as Karinna.

I had unpackaged Karinna in her slut-robe as she had been dressed as a police officer. Bent her over the sofa and started pounding her nice wet tight slit causing all sorts of sounds equal to Summer with the usual sounds.

Sounds like *Oh God*, *harder*, *fuck*, *spank my ass*, and various other sounds ranging from moans, groans, and pleading.

Then in my lust filled pounding I decided to be an ass and give Karinna one nice hard thrust.

This was a mistake.

Or funny depending on your view.

I let go of Karinna’s hips that I had firmly held onto with my tip barely touching Karinna’s quivering pussy and thrusted with all my might that I had in my hips…..still not holding onto her hips.

WHAT? I wasn’t thinking.

How could I? I currently didn’t have any blood in my brain to use any cognitive thinking. Read more »