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Control [MF] [BDSM]

As I stood beside the bed, I think I understood the appeal of being in charge for the first time.

He stared up at me expectantly, his arms stretched out and attached to the posts of the headboard by simple, metal handcuffs. I had always thought that I would be doing something like this in a full-on dominatrix get-up; but, instead, I stood in front of him in one of his t-shirts and my panties. I tilted my head slightly, smiling down at him shyly as I knelt on the mattress next to his torso.

“Well?” he asked expectantly. I raised an eyebrow.

“Is there something that you’re waiting for?” I volleyed back, feigning ignorance.

He narrowed his eyes at me, and I felt my nipples tighten, creating points under the fabric of my shirt. It’s the look he gives me before I’m about to not be able to sit comfortably for a day. The one where I know I’m about to get a handprint on my ass and bitemarks on my chest.

Poetry & Blood Part 4.5 [FF] [Mind Control] [BDSM] [Vampire]

**Chapter 4.5: New Appetite**

**Laura**

Laura woke from the fevered dream drenched with sweat, but a strange peace surrounded her. She wasn’t sick or frightened. It wasn’t a nightmare. No, it was the same dream as before: the cat curled up to her, she pet it, and it bit her breast. Once again, she didn’t feel any pain. Instead, it was like relieving some pressure on her chest, something heavy she was carrying around.

She was covered in sweat, but worse than that, she was still wet from the night before. Or more like the week before. She was hoping she’d dream of Marcilla and be ready to cum as soon as she woke up. Hell, she’d accept cumming in her sleep if it meant relieving the constant distraction and pressure on her pussy.

The arousal was affecting her work. She had to read pages over and over because her mind would wander. She’d come back to focus three pages later and see she hadn’t made a mark in almost two thousand words. That’s never a good sign. Her productivity was more than halved and all her daydreaming and fantasies hadn’t made her life any richer. Read more »

Wet Dreams University 107 Hiding Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Bondage Solo Toys)

“Something is different..” Angie was noticing the increase in the amount of clutter in Clarissa’s dorm room. “Nothing is different” Clarissa was trying to nonchalantly sweep her stuff under the ‘rug’. “I Ah have no idea what (something stopped the last item of clothing that was new to Angie’s eyes), getunderthere,” she mumbled, “see nothing new” standing there with a foot purposely holding something back, sweat starting to glistening on her forehead and a great big smile. “OH, you what..” jumping up and down with excitement brimming out of every pour. “..I think Lance is going to ask me to the next Ball which is in one month and lord knows I am going to need (Clarissa and Angie where bouncing up and down) to know what in the hell is going on” pushing Clarissa back to the bed. Angie judged right with the push that sent Clarissa tumbling backwards. Following through with the tumble Angie was on top with Clarissa’s legs folded back on herself. “Tell me” Angie started, spanking Clarissa’s tight ass. “There is nothing to tell, I just..” hearing the buzz of the electric wand. “Tell me or..” Angie struck first with a quick touch to Clarissa’s clit. “Mmm, noth.. nothing new I have bought” knowing with her own struggles that minor touch activated the her needs for more touching. “How cum you stumble over your words, huh” pushing the wand just below her clit. The shock of the wand attacking Clarissa’s pussy and not her clit brought about the next stumble, “Wait till Cy cums over first before you make Mmm (a little late cuz she was cuming) cuMmm Ooo..” that scrunched up face that you get just before you swear your girlfriend just made the tsunami of orgasms hit, yeh that was Clarissa. “..fuck Mmm now, now, Ohh yes OooohOooohOooohOoooh” finally the panting started feeling the relief of the torturous wand being removed. “Tell me or” patting Clarissa’s asshole. “Nothing goddess why does there (Angie set the head of the wand against Clarissa’s darkest desire).. fuckkk (wanting to cum the instant the wand came near her asshole) Mmmmmmmmm..” gripping the cumforter for dear life as the next orgasm ran through Clarissa. “Tell me Clarissa or maybe I won’t be as nice next time” is this Angie’s threat. “She wouldn’t dare cuz she is Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm (Angie rolling the head between both holes) Ohh fuckkk yeaaa OooohOooohOooohOoooh” this went from a joke to play time in a flash. “Please, Oh please touch me again so I can (buzzing her clit) cuMmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm OooOoooOoooo..” Clarissa’s insides is in knots. “Tell me Clar or you might just be tied down for your date tonight” once again this is Angie’s threat butt the excitement of being tied down triggered the biggest orgasm. “Ooo fuckkk yesssssssss..” rocking back and fourth holding back the ultimate O in the history of orgasms. “Tell me or (flashing her wicked smile) I will turn this on high and strap it to your naughty zone” this was not a threat this was Angie’s Dom cuming out. “Ok.. okay I gottt.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yeh” this last orgasm was the big one, the end all be all. Flexing her hips, trying to buck against Angie butt not at the wand, “Fuck, fuck, fuckkk yesss Ooooh fucking yesssssssss.. (Clarissa’s body reloading for round two) OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” her hips bucked hard as her hands dug into her breasts. Sucking on her own nipples, one at a time then both. “Hello ladies” that voice, that soothing tranquil voice made Clarissa orgasm stretch. The sight of a cock in the shadows, “A hard long cock” Clarissa drooled as her cunt filled itself once again in between orgasms.

Wet Dreams University 106 I Swallow Your White Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Bondage Solo Toys)

“Good evening to all the ladies out there for tonight is the Jism Ball of I Swallow You’re White! To get things started off..” the senior class president continued butt for once tonight was totally placed on the lady’s shoulders. “Mr. X can I have this dance” reaching out and snatching his attention and his hand. Parading him out like a prize stud for all the girls to drool over. “You play your role very well my pet” Clarissa growled to him even though he took lead. “I want you to grab my booty like it was the first time” she half whispered into his ear. His hand palming her entire ass cheek, his fingers teasing her backdoor which was something she had not expected. “Are we having fun ladies! What do you say let’s stroke this up a little!” The next song was a fast high octane line dance. The transition couldn’t have been smoother, “Cum on or what can’t you keep up” Clarissa winked as the first choirs of the dance started. “Mmm, what a fine (grabbing Cy’s ass was just one perk of this naughty dance) ass” when it came time for her to grab it she let her nails start. Teasing, tracing each of his fine gluteus maximums muscles till she could no longer resist. “Oh yeh” her hands cupping his ass butt just as soon as that happened the dance had her in front.. “Hello there babe” she winked, teasing him with her tits. Inching backwards so his cock would have plenty of room to swell. Then the drop on his cock, swallowing it as best she could butt alas she gagged forcing her off his now shiny spit coated cock. Cuming back to her full height, blowing him a kiss as she returned to his side for a brief heel slapping move. This time throwing herself forward, dragging her tits up his back while she fondled his ass. “Getting horny yet babe” she purred, her pussy was definitely wet and this time he would get the chance to boff her booty. Spinning around as she followed the dance around, dipping herself forward while grinding her ass on his hard cock. Once fully dipped she gathered up her long flowing locks in one hand. In one fluid motion she had a loose pony and a chance for him to violate her aching hole. Praying that he would betray his word as a gentleman and slip his cock into her asshole, “Please do it or I’ll make your cock explode all over you with out anything butt my ass.. Ooo” Clarissa’s thoughts where interrupted by his head. Trying to hold back her willingness butt finding it futile, grabbing ahold of her ass cheeks, spreading them so his massive head will slip in. “Get in.. Ooo fuck.. Mmm” closing her eyes as a minor orgasm shook her body. Bouncing her ass was the fun part about this dance especially once she had something to bounce on. As quickly as it started she was back at his side doing the last slap your heel maneuver. “Did you like my tight ass babe” she purred once again this time letting her tits fall down his backside. Clawing, biting, licking his ass butt never going near his asshole. Bounding up, presenting her tits as she made her way around his opposite side, spinning at the last second, poofing out her bum. “Oh yes, he doesn’t need any more hints” wiggling down on his cock. Feeling his head swell as her ass swallowed every inch of his dream rod. Then it hit her, “Why haven’t I had a.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkking A..” Her orgasm rolled through her body, her hand went straight for her clit butt it was to late. She exploded all over the dance floor. Whipping her head back up, “Cy pick me up and drill my ass now, now Ooooh fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” The next orgasm rocked through her entire body. Panting after it happened, wiping sweat and hair from her eyes just to notice she was not the only one who needed to be fucked. Butt that was not the half of it, the next song a fast paced growling grating number that invited others to join in a group fuck where everybody on the dance floor was doing the horizontal Mambo. Planting Clarissa face first on the dance floor, where her sweet ass was pointed to the moon, her tits mashed down into the dance floor. With Cy ramming his cock balls deep in her asshole. “Oh yeh I’m.. gettin.. ready … cuMmm Ohh fuck” Cy growled as he pounded her asshole into submission once again. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” was all the Mistress of the dance could moan. “How is everybody doing?! The next song is a slow one for all you who want to make love..” the dance floor was all a buzz around Clarissa and Mr. X butt it was to soon for round two. Presenting her hand for a strong man to grip and help her to her feet. “Cum on let’s get punch and something to eat” licking her lips in hopes that he would get the hint of many more pleasures to cum his way tonight.

Wet Dreams University 105 The Art of Stillness Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Bondage Solo Toys)

“I’m just wondering what kind of a Professor starts the class at such a odd time? It’s not like I don’t have anything better to do to you” Angie glancing Clarissa up and down and licking her lips. Running her fingers through Clarissa’s hair, seizing a handful of her strawberry locks. “I want you (jerking Clarissa head back) to eat my fucking cunt before the hour is out” kissing Clarissa rough butt passionate on the lips. “I just hope we found the class” Clarissa looked at a scrap of paper that gave vague instructions on how to find the class. “I can think of other way to spend your time besides looking for what is in between my legs” Angie must have done this before cause she had no problem walking with Clarissa’s hand in hers pressed against her pussy.
“Good afternoon class” said this curvy red head. Wiping the stray hairs from her face as she spun around. “Rrrrrrr, I think we have found my next project” as Angie’s slit went from wet to drenched in a heartbeat. “That is one hell of a” Angie knew she would be interpreted by the real professor. “Any time now (checking her watch as the seconds ticked by) the real (refocusing her attention back to the head of the class) Ahh” standing right in front of Angie’s desk with a still photo camera. “Perfect, although I do not recommend these instant camera’s” Amanda said spinning around to take her place at the head of the class. “Welcum to the Art of Stillness vs. Action Film, your number one class to all things caught in time. Clarissa is it, stand” Amanda was going full bore into this class. “As you know one pic can say a thousand words (click), Thank you Max” tossing the still undeveloped film of Clarissa and Max. “What we have is that moment in time that you wanted to capture” listening to Amanda prattle on while massaging her tit. “Fuck Angie he just grabbed me” Clarissa was mouthing this to Angie. Following Angie pointing, “What do I have (feeling herself).. fuck I’m wetter than hell” quickly taking her seat for some self gratification. “Oh my fuck..” watching as the picture went from white to black to color. Clarissa’s pussy dripping from the pic alone. “Thank you” snatching the pic before Clarissa could drool over it as well as the one that Angie had. “What do these pictures represent, what surprised little girl and a rough feel up? In this class you will no the difference between these and the power they have over people” Amanda finished with the intro. “Follow me class for now we go to the classroom for more on the movie side of things” in her wake both photos where left on Clarissa and Angie’s desk. Snatching Angie’s arm, “This is going to be a fun class, I can still feel him” pressing her hand on Angie’s ass, her fingers pumping the sweet little asshole as they walked at the rear of the class. “That hoe even has a cute ass cuz she has all the right curves.. (elbowing Clarissa) pump harder, did you see her triple D’s” Angie fantasized while trying to keep up with the class.
For the next half hour Amanda glazed over the moving film, it’s pro’s and con’s. When the moaning started she had one last thing to say. “In two days I want to see you in film along with a story about how bad you want or needed it, sex or nothing. Clarissa stay after class” catching her before she slipped through the doors. “Yes Professor, did I dOoo..” interrupting Clarissa’s train of thought with a quick finger bang. “I have never seen such a marvelous rack on a first year student before” Amanda was talking butt the only thing Clarissa could understand was the need to cum. The next thing Clarissa knew is that she was leaning against the Professor’s desk, arm out stretched with a orgasm hidden behind the first question. “I was wondering.. Umm are they..” not waiting for another second to tick by Amanda attacked Clarissa’s titties. “Yes, Oh yes they are.. Ooooh” thrusting her hips forward as Amanda pulled back against the nipple. Sinking two fingers into her own slot, pumping to bring about the next round of orgasms. “Ooooh fuckkk I’m going to.. to (Clarissa’s legs spread wide) cuMmm..” butt this wasn’t bought on by just Clarissa alone. While filling her pussy with two fingers, Amanda as well shoved two fingers into the same hole. Both pumping, both going for the same goal to see Clarissa explode in Amanda’s mouth. “Fucccc.. Ooooh, I want to” going on Amanda’s lead. Clarissa pushed Amanda back against her chair, moving it back even further as the floor came up to meet Clarissa’s knees. As wild as it seamed Amanda was not sitting back in her chair in stead she was slouched over getting ready to eat Clarissa out. Clarissa beat her to it, “I want you” Clarissa managed to get out of her mouth before diving into the wet little cunt that belonged to Amanda. Targeting the clit as her tongue leaped all around it. “Ooo, yes eat my puss.. pussy” Amanda moaned almost the instant Clarissa’s tongue touched her clit. Groping at her head Amanda orgasm was closer then she had ever planned. “You are going to make Mmm (a lot closer) fuckkking cuMmm” with her feet planted firmly on the floor her hips face fucked Clarissa’s tongue. Dragging it from clit to pussy back to clit. “Ooooh yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” this was the major one that Amanda always knew she had. “.. fucking A I’m.. Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh” raking Clarissa’s tongue from clit to asshole and back again. Gripping on the arms of her chair, her hips just like a tuning bell as all signs point to yes. Breaking her hold on Amanda’s pussy, greedily going for her triple D’s. With one last strike to Amanda’s pussy, “Fuckkk Mmm Ooo Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh!” Amanda howled at the speed in which she just had a orgasm.
“You.. y..u .. … need to.. … Oh shit” throwing her head back as the final orgasm exploded in her head. “Clarissa (panting hard) I’ll need to see you at the end of.. of Oh shit not again.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss” helping herself with this one.

Wet Dreams University 104 Little Peach Cup Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Bondage Solo Toys)

“Good mooorning my little peach cup” that voice sounded so familiar. “It is.. time toooo wake up” Pixel must have the radio on and that is a radio moaning personality? “Butt this feels so comfortable” Clarissa half rolled on her side as she started to reach for, “Ah, there you are” snatching the hand of her roommate and pulling it down so it cupped her tit. “Wake me in a hour, luv” Clarissa was still sobering up after last night’s tumble with the stadium and WOWs manager Dr. McCloud. “Did you get the interporn (licking Clarissa’s ear) you where (nibbling on the outer edge, forcing her hot breath to cascaded into the cavity) looking for my cute little peach..” letting that statement vanished with only her tongue lapping at the love caught between her teeth. “If you don’t quit (popping open her eyes) Pixel I’m..” if dumbfounded had a picture it would be Clarissa. Allowing her eyes to adjust to the surroundings and finding Clarissa wasn’t in Kans’ass’ any more. Wide eyed, as the voice started to claim the little peach down. “Did you (sucking on the lobe, pulling on it till she could smell the fresh cum as it boiled up to the surface) get the (nibbling on the neck till Clarissa moaned every so slightly) interporn you (sucking a hickey on Clarissa’s neck would just be to obvious. The suction started, “Oh fuckkk that feels so Ooooh..” her ear lobe was a bright red matching the red of the doctors hands on her butt.
Snatching her hand back butt being gently enough to not disturb the sleeping beauty, Clarissa. “You know (kissing down Clarissa’s left hip) if you (pausing as her kiss turned a corner and started it’s move back up the thigh) interporn with (using the cool metal on Clarissa’s red ass) the champ” being quick about this cause the feeling of ice would take persistence over Clarissa’s reporter side. “Ohhh.. fuck that’s cold!” If Lily wasn’t laying so close to her then Clarissa would be out of bed. Seeing the eyes of the shadow gave Lily a chill of her own. Licking one tit wasn’t quite enough for this new Champ for she could have had anyone in the arena. Squeezing Clarissa’s triple S’s together, “I want.. (the sound of Lily’s sucking made Clarissa very wet, very fast) both your..(latching on to the right nipple and pulling back with her head) nipples in.. (the bite, nip, reason why Clarissa has called her self a straight woman was about to make her cum) my mouth” as Lily squeezed Clarissa’s tit together till her nipples where kissing each other. “Mmmmmmmmm..” rolled out of Clarissa’s throat. Feeling the title belt under the covers while she moaned as Lily’s tongue surrounded both nipples. “Ooooh fuckkk.. … You never said there was no tag backs” pushing Lily and the covers back. Zeroing in on the only thing Clarissa wanted, the lily of the valley. Grabbing a hand full of tits, driving Lily down into the cumforter, “I do think that you are going to get licked” rapidly striking out with her tongue before descending into the valley. Striking fast at the lips before taking a more “you’re going to cum till I had enough” attitude. The second lick, starting anally which the target was quickly analyzed. “Fuck yOoo..” cuming up off the bed just to be pushed back down by Clarissa’s hand full of tits. “Oh no you don’t” speaking in the shadows just before the lily of the valley bloomed again. Clarissa locked on to the lily, her suction, her tongue ravished the area. Going from the clit to out side of the lips then back in. Constantly changing with no pattern, rhyme or reason except one to make the sweet Lily cum her brains out. Darting back to the backdoor, drilling it so deep as it slipped it’s cycle funneling the sweetness from Lily cunt to Clarissa’s mouth. Perching on her elbow’s, watching, waiting for the right time. “Oh, fuck you.. yOoo little peach” throwing her head back as the Lily in the valley erupted in orgasmic bliss. “Fuckkk Mmm.. (grabbing for Clarissa’s head)” her strong legs shuttered as Clarissa latched on once again. Pulling her clit up and away from it nice resting place, grating it against her top teeth. Feeling Lily’s ass drop back to the bed. “I have you now” Clarissa grinned pushing Lily’s legs up, pinning them there. “Somebody has been a bad bad girl” Clarissa sucked her way down the pussy. “What are you.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss” breathing hard, biting on nothing, afraid to speak as more orgasms where just under the surface. Squeezing Lily’s legs together, “Mmm, such long (the kiss gave more reason for Lily’s legs to quake) beautiful legs.. you.. have.. there” purposely dragging the words out. Clarissa was looking at the most beautiful picture in the world, a wet lily nestled in the shallow valley of Lily’s backdoor. “What I would do for a pic of this” sucking on Lily’s inner thigh was the only reason why Clarissa dared a WOW champion to a skirmish. “Only.. on.. ..ly i.. if.. Ooooh fuckkk Mmm..” thrusting her hips up in hopes that Clarissa’s tongue would follow into it greedy cum trail.

Poetry & Blood Part 4 [FF] [BDSM] [Mind Control] [Vampire]

**Chapter 4: New Appetite**

**Laura**

The sounds of slurping and sucking almost distracted Laura from Marcilla’s words.

Almost.

She looked up briefly. She still couldn’t believe Miss Lancaster was part of the Muse Sessions, but not only was the intimidating woman there, she was on her knees sucking Camille’s toes and worshipping every inch of Camille’s foot. Laura’s boss was naked, but she kept her heels on while she served Camille. They were bright blue power heels that Laura could never pull off. Her free hand was pounding away at her pussy, and the sound and scent of her lust filled the room.

She wasn’t alone. Angelica was here tonight as well. She was naked except for a garter belt that held nothing up. She wasn’t on the floor this week. Currently, she was on the bed with Camille, eagerly licking Camille’s clit and pumping three fingers in and out of Camille’s pussy.

Graumann and Jacque stopped coming to the Muse Sessions a few days ago. It was Angelica for a little while (Camille and Laura hadn’t been alone for a week), but two nights ago, Miss Lancaster joined them. There was no explanation or justification. Laura walked in, and Miss Lancaster was naked—except for her heels of course—and on her knees, waiting for Camille to step out of the bathroom. Read more »

Plagiarism [No BS]

To the other writers who post here, your posts may be reposted on another site. I found one of my stories on LindaLadd: [Spectrum Sex](https://lindaladd.com/spectrum-sex-disability-xxx-stories/). My original post: [Spectrum Sex – Reddit post](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kuj6y4/spectrum_sex_disability/).

To date: I have posted my non-BDSM erotic pieces only on this sub. I won’t be doing that any more. I am not sure as yet where I will post those pieces. If you want to read anything I have written, you can check my profile.