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Poetry & Blood Part 16 [FF] [BDSM] [Vampire] [Mind Control]

**Chapter 16: Fragile**

**Camille**

Camille’s hands shook as she read over Abigail’s feedback. She wasn’t sure when the shaking began. Traditionally, she kept track of the days by when she slept. She stopped sleeping long before the shaking started. Right? Was it long?

She took a deep breath and read over the words together. They blurred more often than not, little red squiggles dancing over the page. Her own words were nothing but cruel hieroglyphics, trapping meaning into caged lines, as though a word was nothing more than a symbol, as though a thing was nothing more than its word. She put on her new pair of glasses. The doctor said this would help, but she was wrong. Perhaps vampire eyes didn’t obey the logic of modern medicine.

“Logic,” whispered Camille. “From *logos*. The word.”

“Excuse me?” asked Abigail. The slender dark skinned girl was on her knees while Camille paced, her chin sticky from the bowl of strawberries, the pages stained with sugary and pale red. Camille’s eyes darted from the page to the nervous quiver of Abigail’s neck. She’d go well with strawberries. Read more »

Ty Me Up Like I’m Surprised [MF] [BDSM]

When Ty entered the barn, Amy was busy fiddling with the straps on Spartan, and she didn’t even notice him enter.

“Amy,” he said, and she nearly dropped the rope she was holding.

“What do you want?” she said, her voice dripping with acid. She turned back to the horse.

“Amy, listen, please,” he said, grabbing her by the arm. Finally, she met his eyes, and he saw that they were filled with tears. “I don’t want us to fight anymore.”

“I don’t either,” she said. “But I can’t forgive you after what you did with Blair.”

“I know, I know,” Ty said, and he felt his voice catch in his throat. “I’m so, so sorry. But I can’t live without you.”

But Amy was already shaking her head. “I can’t ever trust you again.”

Ty sighed, then he tried the last thing he could think of. He got on his knees and took Amy’s hand into his. “Please,” he said. “I’ll do anything. Punish me, shout at me, hit me. Whatever you want. I can’t lose you.”

Amy was quiet for a long time, and when next she spoke, it was only a whisper. “Anything?” Read more »

I wrote a fantasy about fucking my friend at university while my Dom watches… [FFM] [BDSM] [PART1]

I sat at the table in the library, stretching and sipping on my coffee. Tucked away in the corner on a small table was peaceful and private to revise.

My friend Sasha sat opposite me. She was wearing leggings and a baggy wooly jumper, stretched around the neck showing a hint of her ample cleavage. I looked away and tried to hide my blushing. We were friends in the same course, but she was beautiful with short brown hair and pale skin and I’d had a few fantasies about her, my mind flitted back to a memory when I’d been thinking of her as I’d stroked myself last night. I felt my pussy twitch and knew that if I kept looking at her, my knickers would get very wet.

My phone buzzed and I saw the message from him. He knew I was here with her. Sasha saw me blush and asked who text me. I told her. She let out a little laugh and sat up from her work. She knew all about him, she asked what he wanted.

She leant over and swiped my phone before I realised what she was doing. I tried to act causally and laugh as she read out the text. Read more »

The Business Rivalry . BDSM ,cheating , humiliation , Submission

Theme : submission, rivalry ,cuckold ,humiliation, rich respected housewife treated like a che@p wh0re, bdsm , rough, domination
Brief : Sanskari wife Manvi is used like a street wh0re by her husband’s Rival.
Plot : Varun and ankit were business tycoons and rivals of each other. Ankit due to illegal practices had put many businessman to a huge loss and same he had planned for Varun . But Varun was too witty than Ankit , he had already planned how to put ankit behind the bars with all the evidences which would destroy his business and bring profit to him. As soon as ankit executed his plan by making a business proposal to varun , Varun sent a spy in their company to keep a track on ankit’s activity . Soon with all the evidences ankit was put behind bars for 9 months and his offence was non bailable for the first month. Ankit had a very beautiful wife named Manvo. Everytime ankit would attend a marriage function with his wife , the wives of other businessman would be jealous of her ,as Manvi made their husbands stare greedily at her . As manvi aged, she became more desirable for men at the business parties because she maintained herself very well and was not like those of wives who lost their shape with age. Now as Ankit was jailed and he lost all his shares to compensate for his previous illegal activities and looting up other businessman but still ankit’s property and shares were not enough to compensate whole money. Manvi was too depressed. She had to rent a flat . She did’nt knew how she is going to manage things with just her shares. Suddenly Manvi gets a call from her lawyer and her lawyer informed her that all their business rivals had now registered a case against ankit and there is a lot of chance for them to win as they were being supported by Varun and there is a high chance that since manvi is ankit’s wife and business partner, she may have to pay the unpaid debts to businessesman. Manvi became even further depressed to hear this and decided to talk to varun.
Next day at Varun’s office …
Varun ( calmly ) : ” yes manvi, what you want ?”
Manvi pleaded to Varun to convince other businessman to drop their case or else their business would be ruined. She had a daughter whom she had wished to provide higher quality education and if other businessman does’nt back off , their lives would be ruined…
Varun( calmly while rolling the paper weight within his hands) : ” But that you should have thought before cheating them on business ,its totally your fault!!!”
Manvi ( pleading ) : “just convince them to give me some time, i would return everyone’s money , you could see just the ankit’s business suffered a loss , mine is still intact , i always warned him of his business practices. In fact , i would would make you my business partner and owner of 40% shares , you yourself know how much potential my business has if money has been invested properly !!!”
Being in business for years Varun himself knew that manvi’s business and shared had a lot of potential if invested properly but he wanted just more than that…
Varun( calmly) : “okay I would convince other businessman to hold on the case on few conditions. First is, you would give me 60% of the shares”
Manvi is about to interuppt and say something…
Varun( in angry voice) : ” don’t try to interuppt as i am talking.”
Manvi just shuts her mouth…
Varun ( resumes his talk) : ” second condition is you have to submit yourself to you and do as i say. Now say what you want to say…”
Manvi : ” Varun ,60% is too much, Try to understand my condition and what do you mean by submission.”
Varun gets up from his chair and just walks past manvi and start to slide the back of his index finger on manvi’s exposed bare back and whispers in her ear
Varun( whispering in Manvi’s ears and running the back of his fingers over manvi’s bare back ) : “Come on manvi , you are an adult , you totally know what i mean by submission.”
Manvi feels totally disgusted and just moves away from varun and is about to slap him when Varun takes hold of her hand and pulls her near him and forcedly embraces her as manvi’s back is facing him…
Varun( whispering in Manvi’s ear) : “What are you thinking ,you are just gonna slap me and walk away intact huh, just think before your actions and see your surroundings before you do something,,,
Manvi takes a look around a office and realises it’s been surrounded with guards too , even with the female guards. Manvi somehow gets rid of Varun’s hold moves a bit away from him to face him…
Manvi ( angrily ) : “You creeep , just keep your hands off me .Your conditions are never ever gonna happen . I am not that kind of woman.”
Varun just walks away and sits over his chair and keeps his legs over the table and crosses them …
Varun( with a devilish smile) : “I give you 24 hours to think . Think rationally . You have a daughter and what would happen if every businessman from your husband’s past registers a case . All your resources would be exhausted in just fighting the case and the rest would be exhausted in just giving compensation and still you would be left with a loan and you along with your daughter would be on roads. Now I am in no mood of further conversation . You may leave now yourself from office and if you don’t do so , i may have to throw you out.”
As manvi is thinking and about to say something , suddenly a bodyguard just enters the office and stand beside her . Manvi just walks away.
In the night Manvi is sitting at the dining table sipping wine tapping her fingers on glass thinking what she should do. Suddenly manvi’s daughter archana appear out of her room to give manvi a good night hug and a kiss . Archana’s smile never failed to bring a smile over manvi’s frown face but this time it failed . Manvi had to fake her smile and she just kissed archana over her head and wished her goodnight. Suddenly a message popped up on Manvi’s phone through her lawyer stating his fee was due of the previous case. That frustrated manvi even more and she decided to give c@rn@l favours to Varun. Little did the Manvi know that what was the difference between submission and c@rn@l favours. Manvi just messaged Varun that she was ready to agree all of Varun’s condition and he should just convince other business employees to back off the cases. Varun decided to use manvi to his advantage to earn money . Varun messaged manvi to come at his farmhouse next day at 1 pm. Manvi transfered 60% shares to varun in the morning and as she reached Varun’s in the afternoon , she was surprised to see a lot of cars parked inside and outside of his villa which only happened when there was a meeting to be held at Varun’s house. As manvi messaged varun that she has reached , he replied to reach her in his cabin in at ground floor .
manvi has reached Varun’s cabin and entered it.She just removed her saree pallu and squealed with her head bowed down with shame.
Manvi(squealing) : ” you can do what you want just try to be quick”…
Varun got up from his chair , moved behind manvi and opened her blouse and stripped it off .Soon the br@ was gone…
Manvi just felt even more embarrassed as her br@ left her body and a tears rolled off her eyes. Soon she was stripped totally and she was standing naked in Varun’s cabin with her wet eyes trying to cover up her bu$ty mel0ns with her arms . Varun just went towards his table opened a drawer and took out a dog collar and handcuffs. Manvi was confused to see them and before she could purr what those things were for, Varun just tied the dog collar around Manvi’s neck and handcuffed her hands…
Manvi(with a confused voice) : “What are you doing ?”
Varun just gives a angry look to manvi pulls her close and whispers in her ear
Varun( whispering in manvi’s ear) : “just wait and watch”
As soon as Varun said this , he attached a rope to dog collar and started to drag Manvi crying all the way along but she was too weak to resist. Manvi just followed but as soon as Varun opened his cabin door while dragging her Manvi realised Varun was going to drag her out of his cabin while she is just wearing heels and nothing on her body , she starts to resist and starts to question him.
Manvi (being a little stressed) : “stop!!! wait, what are you doing?”
Varun stops , turns around and gives manvi a tight slap…
Varun( in angry tone while clenching manvi’s face within his fingers) : ” listen you b¡tch, just follow my lead or else you yourself know how fucked up you are , and if I don’t cooperate with you , you yourself know you along with your daughter would be on streets soon. ”
Manvi just bows down her head and lowers her resistance. As Varun takes her out of the cabin while she is totally naked just wearing heels , she just feel to embarrassed to walk like this in front of drivers sitting in the car.Varun had made deal with the businessman whom ankit cheated that if that they back off the cases with 40% of loss as compensation and if they do so he’s gonna let them see manvi totally nud£ in front of them.With Manvi’s 60% company shares, Varun already knew that as much money he is giving to those businessmen, he’s gonna recover it soon. Those businessman have had always fantasized manvi , and the fact she was their rival’s ankit’s wife turned them even more on .

Celebrating International Women’s Day by being used the way I need to be [D/s] [YoungerM/olderF] [oral] [spanking] [rough] [creampie] PART I

So Monday was International Women’s Day and I had a surprise visit from my new-ish Dom. And this is what happened (*this post is actually an assignment from Mr. Sir, to record/write up our encounter and post it to Reddit*)

Mr. Sir is quite busy with many IRL obligations, so 95% of our interactions are online. I am also relatively new to bdsm after thinking and fantasizing about it for years. He has 10 years experience despite the fact he is twelve years younger than me….but I am a late bloomer, in all things apparently. I didn’t realize when we met online that this was how our fwb relationship would turn out…but I adore it. I was thrilled to meet someone I just knew was strong and smart enough to **actually** dominate me. I love being my Mr. Sir’s dirty filthy slut. I love him directing me, guiding me, and having to ask for permission to masturbate or only being allowed to cum if he allows it, stripping naked to obey him in the middle of my living room…even when he isn’t here. He recognized my closeted submissive nature and has been slowly bringing out the best in me. Read more »

Part 1 of Transylvanian Concubine, my Brides of Dracula erotica (vampires) (bdsm)

Alzbeta woke up, as she did every night, in her coffin.  She lay there, staring at the wood ceiling, and waited.  Her wrists and ankles shackled, she had no choice but to wait for the Count or another of his servants to arrive and release her for the evening.

Alzbeta silently prayed the Count or his servant Ivan would free her. The Count and Ivan both enjoyed rough use one of her holes as soon as she was unchained, but this was expected treatment for the sort of degraded creature she had become.. On the other hand, the other brides were especially cruel. Often they would whip her, laughing as they forced her to use her tongue to pleasure them or to clean the dirt and dust off their cold, dead  feet. This was when they didn’t have a more creative humiliation to subject her to. It was their right, of course.  Alzbeta was the youngest of the Count’s three brides, which gave them power over her.  A slave even to her fellow slaves. Read more »

Wet Dreams University 118 Tip From Mr. X Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Anal Bondage Solo Toys)

A loud butt quick tap on Cy’s door, “Delivery..” hollered the (fe)mail carrier “..for a Mr. X”. Hearing foot steps as the door burst open. “Delivery for a Mr. X, Umm, the invoice is” looking down into her cleavage with a smirk on her face. She stood in the door way with a box under her tits, “If you would mind, could you..” ending the sentence short as he reached for the invoice. “Mmm, your hand feels so good” purposely barging into the open door. “If you wouldn’t mind signing that so I could..” getting a full view of his impressive cock. “Mmm, you know I could..” Janice purred. Reaching around Cy and gripping his rod, “..always use just the tip..” while she was stroking it’s hard shaft. “..in my ass” she whispered into his ear. Read more »

Wet Dreams University 117 Special Delivery RVS & Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Anal Bondage Solo Toys)

“Ya, I just don’t know what or how to approach him about this” Clarissa was on her Vibraphone with Angie when a sharp knock came to her door.  Opening the door to find the (Fe)mail worker standing there.  “Hello Janice, what have got (their hands brushed), gotta go Ang..” as the Vibraphone dropped to the floor.  “Yes is there something you want Clarissa” Janice quizzed.  Without giving a reason Clarissa pulled her in.  “Your hot, Mmm Mmmm..” Clarissa was either giving free advice or working on her medical degree.  “No, I might be a little red butt (Janice blushed not knowing how to say Clarissa was the kitty meow)..” thankfully Clarissa interrupted.  “I have a favor (Clarissa hand brushed her hair from Janice’s face) to ask and (Clarissa pushed the (fe)mail bag from her shoulder) I ask that you keep (the feeling of a feminine hand caressing Janice’s breast) a open mind (playing, pulling, tasseling her nipple) cuz I have a very big (the distance disappeared between them) favor to ask” what is it that Clarissa is doing, pulling a straight woman into her web of kisses.  Leaning her he’d back, preparing for the kiss of departure from her norm.  Looking down on those cheery red lips, Clarissa almost forgot why their tits mashed together if for nothing else butt to fuck.  The magnetism was there attracting to females who had nothing else to loose.  The long sigh from Janice as Clarissa’s mouth pressed in, “I want you to deliver this to Cy butt onlywhenI’mthere” running the words together at the end with only a heart beat away from their tongues touching.  Massaging, wrestling until they found them selves up against the bed, clothes scattered from the front door to where they were standing.  “Yes, I’ll do it” mumbling through the kisses till Janice found herself being tossed to the padded surface.  With the bounce that propelled her legs up butt without Clarissa’s help she would have never landed on her back with the blonde bombshell between her legs.  “Please gOoo..” gasping for air cuz no man has ever got a pre-orgasm moan so quick from her.  Pulling her legs back so she, Janice the (Fe)mail employee could watch.  Tagging the arch with her tongue, dragging it down the left side brought infant orgasms to Janice’s lips.  Following the lips around Janice’s cunt was the easy part, curtailing every orgasm that pulsed through Janice’s vein’s was the hardest thing.  “Ooo.. Ooo.. yes Ooo fuckkk Mmmm” Janice screamed still unable to control her own orgasms.  “I’ll dOoo Ooo OooOoooOoooo” ripped through her.  Janice’s hole world was in orgasmic turmoil.  Spiraling around her clit, Clarissa was determined to get the answer out of her one orgasm at a time if necessary.  The pressure from the gentle sucking increased  as Clarissa’s tongue darted into Janice’s pink well.  The pressure from pushing to pulling had changed into a constant pull, as Janice now had both hands in Clarissa’s blonde main.  Toying with Janice’s pussy, running her tongue from the clit to asshole, side to side then deep inside as Janice’s pussy walls clamped on to Clarissa’s tongue.  Wanting it, need it, pulling it till it slipped back out.  “NOoo give Mmm yOoour tOoo..” only being choked off by the air humping that followed.  Hands gripping the cumforter as a silent orgasm raged over Janice.  The nodding head could be caused by the orgasm or the question that has not yet been answered, “Mother fuckkk.. yes, yes, Ohh fuckkk yesss!”  Giving her cunt a break, trailing a line of kisses from ground zero down her right leg.  Janice just laid there shuttering as one more orgasm rocked her body.  Pressing Clarissa’s triple S’s to Janice’s double D’s, the teasing kisses continued.  “Will you do him for me.. once I’m there of course just hiding so he does not know” Clarissa made every word clear and pronounced.  “Yes, I’ll do you.. favor.. Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm” Janice had that last orgasmic blast waiting for the perfect timing as Clarissa sucked the cum off of two fingers.
“Two sextons charge, tomorrow for delivery if (shuttering from every orgasm that she just felt) that okay?”  Janice wrote out a receipt, “See you tomorrow” waving as she left.

Wet Dreams University 116 Anal Subbing Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Anal Bondage Solo Toys)

“The things I’ve learned being in Submissive 101, from how to tease right into pleasing myself on Masters cock and giving him all the right motions to prevent him cuming” Clarissa was thinking. Hands and feet bound while on her knees. Looking down for just a peak, “Wonder why there is so much rope left on each wrist?” Luckily a gag had blocked any legible speech that might escape her mouth. The Dom paced around Clarissa, his switch impacting to show the class this type of bondage. “I see you like to drool slave (a quick strike to her tits) I did not give you permission to (lashing evenly between her nipples and chest) drool” the Dom growled out. Normally Clarissa would not like this butt for some reason her pussy clenched trying not to cum. “Very good Slave, you will only do what I say, understood” his growl was such a turn on not only for Clarissa butt for the rest of the class as well. Sucking up her drool as best she could, feeling the last drop of spit as it landed right in her cleavage. Pulling on the chain connecting both her nipples, “Can anyone tell me why this is here?” Picking a random beast from all who wanted to answer. “Yes Slave, you have a answer” the strike to her tit was only half as powerful as the one to Clarissa’s tits. Trying to act all graceful and swallow Dom’s cock, gagging herself only getting it half way down her throat, “For your enjoyment Dom.” Tatiana answered, wrong butt she answered anyways. The punishment for a wrong answer, “She is so lucky” Clarissa was thinking. Tatiana stood, following the Dom’s switch, turning to the class with a big grin on her face. “Thank you D.. Ohh yesss” her hands strained to catch her self. Growling into her ear, “Wrong, assume the position” giving her the three second lead then Dom teasing her ass with a butt plug. “This is the second time you have answered wrong” as he pushed a bigger thicker plug into her ass. “Sit so you class mates can bind you” pointing to the corner that only had one thing, the fuck machine. “Georgia, Tiff set it on high. Maybe this will teach her how to listen. The Dom does not get any enjoyment our of this so there for it is a titillation for you, the Slave” gentle pulling until even the clamps were struggling to hold on. “Fuck Mmm this is what..” Clarissa’s mind froze. Had he started something that could not be stopped just by him letting go of the chain. “Ohh fuckkk (saved by the moan).. I’m cuming, fuck yes I’m c..m..” the tremble in her position was more then just a orgasm. She needed cock! Lunging forward as best she could, tits still pressed together then noticing why she had missed the switch. “My hands are tied to my thighs.. Ooo fuck..” Clarissa wanted any cock she could get at this moment and his was the (biggest) closest. “Going somewhere Miss Love” as he spoke the angels came (so did she). “I will say today you did remarkable well on controlling all those horny (a strike across Clarissa’s ass) naughty feelings that you must (plunging two fingers into her cunt) feel. My my aren’t you wet for me” wrangling in her hair into a tight pony. Pulling back on Clarissa hair, “I have a surprise for you” putting his massive head against her asshole. “Mmmmmmmmm” Clarissa purred, determined to get that cock into a hole today. “Seeing as how this is my only class for today..” he started butt Clarissa had better idea. Rocking back onto his cock, feeling it’s massive head squeeze into her ass. The only thing she could do is moan, moan for cuming. “Mmmmmmmmm Mmm Mmmmmmmmm..” she could not wait for his answer. Her clit exploded all over his desk causing Clarissa to rock back harder, further until his entire cock was buried in her ass. “You already know how to tease and now you will please me” already having her asshole wrapped around his cock. “Bounce for me” was his command butt that was something that Clarissa was already doing. “Grab me by my throat.. wait, what am I thinking..” Clarissa just wanted a cock butt her pussy wanted more, needed more. “Mmmmmmmmm OooOoooOoooo..” hoping he would get the clue. Grabbing her by the throat, squeezing till he felt her body go into a hard orgasm. “Now I’m gonna fuck dat ass” not waiting for her approval he started to thrust his man. “Your fuck Clarissa.. your life, your career and now your fuckkking ass.. Ohmigoddess do you know how to.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” rolling with the latest orgasm as her speed increased. Bouncing harder, faster till every vain he had on his cock was like a French tickler, ribbed for her pleasure. Hearing metal of the buckle, feeling the tightness against her face and mouth. “Ooooh fuckkk yesss” came out loud and clear as her ass ground against his cock. “Kiss me.. choke me now.. now.. nOoow.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss..” weather the Dom choked the last orgasm out of Clarissa or it just happened do to the hard pounding is still a mystery Butt with both Clarissa and the Dom climaxing at the same time that was not. “Fuck me Dom, Maroon (kissing him on the cheek), gotta go” Clarissa gave the safe word. “Thanks for the extra credit” kicking her leg back along with her head and hand as the wave was a definite bye as she skirted from class.

Poetry & Blood Part 15 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Chapter 15: The Body**

**Miss Lancaster**

“Thank you, we’ll let you know next week.”

Miss Lancaster sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose between her eyes as the nervous middle-aged woman slipped out of her office. That was the fourteenth interview today. None of them were good enough. None of them had the strength to replace Angelica.

They thought they had solved the Angelica problem with Carol, but she nearly had a psychotic episode during her first Muse Session. Then they tried Stephanie, but she quickly started asking too many questions. They were looking for their third replacement to Angelica, which they needed before they could fill the other vacancies in the staff.

And it all fell on Miss Lancaster.

She alone had to manage Camille’s mental state. She had to keep Emma a secret. She had to manage the business and legal side of Camille’s work. She was acting as agent, babysitter, employer, and confidant. On top of that, Camille was unravelling. She had become increasingly paranoid that other people knew about Emma. She said she had writer’s block. The editors said that Camille’s work rambled or sometimes lacked coherence. She spent long hours in her room, rereading old poems she had written to Laura Karnstein. Read more »