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Wrong Side of the Bed [M/s] [d/s] [bdsm] [con] [rack] [fantasy] [romance] [plot] [mental health] [ptsd] [dark] [f21sub] [TF3242dom] – Chapter 1: Desperate Ritual [no sex] [trauma] [cutting] [blood] [death] [accidental suicide]

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This is a work of FICTION, made by and for adults. The following chapter includes depictions of trauma, cutting, minor bleeding, and unintentional suicide. Reader discretion is advised.

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As the waning moon rose in the near dark of twilight, a young woman turned her head swiftly towards a faint glow in the distance, disturbing her frizzy, ginger locks. As she peered through the thick brush of the pine forest, the dim light of the setting sun barely let her make out torches and flickering red flames, followed by the distant shouting of men.

‘*No… How are they inside the ward?*’ Elva’s eyes widened while her heart stopped as she dropped her foraging basket. Turning swiftly, Elva sprinted to her cottage, hidden only a little further in the woods. The trees and branches seemed to grab her as she ran, snagging her dress and scraping her cheeks while rocks stabbed into her feet with every other step.

Just moments later, Elva spotted the wooden hut; she breathed a sigh of relief before her foot caught on a root, throwing her to the forest floor and knocking the wind from her with a huff. As she raised her head in a daze, Elva opened her eyes to see the cottage in a blur before coming into focus after a moment. Read more »

A BDSM THREESOME IN MY [F] DUNGEON!

The couple walked in and immediately I was filled with butterflies, the man was around 6’2 and his girlfriend was around 5’3 I’m 5’10 but he looked big and mean I let them sit down we went over the rules and regulations. Safe words and stuff

I directed them to the bathrooms and I went to get changed I wore a latex laced outfit with access to tits and crotch . Anyway once I got done I gave them a tour and asked them what they wanted to start with, they said they’d feel comfortable on the couches so I agreed the roles were me and the guy who were gonna Dom the girl in the beginning. So she got on the couch on her knees I tied her hands behind her back and put an open mouth gag on her. She started sucking her man off while I fingered myself. 2 minutes later we put her on her back and I sit on her face while her man fucks her pussy and I rubbed her clit. They sound of her moans were making me wetter, her boyfriend and I made eye contact as she gave her first orgasm! Read more »

Submit Part 3 [M30/F20][Kidnapped][CNC][BDSM]

Day 5:

You started this day in bed. Your hands handcuffed around the metal bed rail above you. Your legs were also tied apart, each ankle assigned its own rail. You had nothing to cover you, not for the past couple of nights. You haven’t been able to sleep properly either- only getting to close your eyes for a few naps before waking up to your hand cuffs rattling against the bed. Why has this happened, I hear you ask? Well, for that, we have to take ourselves back to day 2.

The first time you were touched by him. The way his hands moved around your body, like they not only owned you- but knew you. Knew exactly which parts were sensitive, which parts to pull or push down. That was all you could think about that night, and the feeling of wanting more. He left you there after only having cum once- what were you supposed to do? It was his mistake for leaving your hands free that night. You took the chance to touch, to give yourself that pleasure that he denied you. You must have been there for a few minutes before the door slammed open. Read more »

Old Cat, New Cat [WIP] [Bittersweet] [Romantic] [conflict] [bdsm] [old young] [Lesbian] [feedback welcome]

Take a look into my post history for some more context as to what this whole world looks like. The rough story is that there exists in our world an Island that was settled about a century ago by people looking for a place where they could live out their BDSM utopia in peace. My main character is a journalist who has gone to this country to document their culture through interviews and observations. If you have any questions about this concept of society, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE reach out as answering questions is the best way I can focus and do robust worldbuilding. This particular story is about an older mistress and her slave adapting to the young slave she has purchased to take care of them both in their twilight years. This is just the beginning, but I am really focusing more on the romance than the eroticism in this one.

Old Cat, New Cat. Read more »

Collared, plugged and squirted [MF]

This was a weeknight quicky.

Earlier this week Lily was particularly horny. We ended up in bed and she was on her back with her legs spread wide open. She had her wand on her clit and was enjoying the feeling. I teased her by slowly thrusting just the tip in her soaking hole.

She begged and begged to be properly fucked. She was pleading for me to give her at least another inch, a little more. The teasing was driving get wild. I wanted her to a have a slow build up orgasm.

After about ten minutes her legs started shaking, I placed them on my shoulders and let her ride the wave. Her breathing became erratic and her eyes rolled back. I felt her pussy clamp down on me and then she started convulsing as an epic orgasm ran through her. Quickly she became hyper sensitive and tossed the wand off to the side.

I pulled out and embraced her in post coital bliss. Lily was bummed that I didn’t ejaculate. I reiterated that tonight was about her. I knew i would get my turn.

Fast forward to last night. Read more »

I’ll See You In My Office [PROFESSOR/STUDENT] [40/18] [DDLG] [BDSM]

In one fluid movement, Professor Caputo was there in front of me and urging me up with his hands clenching my forearms. Muscular, strong, and compelling, I was powerless to do anything but go to him.

There he looked at me, those once clear eyes clouding over. Even standing I felt so small in these tiny heels, so young, and then Professor Caputo was cupping a broad hand beneath my hair, pressed to my neck, and pulling me up to him.

His mouth was electric. Lips soft and so, so hot it was like coming inside after a day in the snow. He thawed me, warmed me, and immediately I was addicted. Opening my mouth against him as his tongue licked the seam of my lips.

He groaned against me and the sound was an immediate pulse from my heart all the way down. I could feel him against my leg. Large. Hard. Throbbing. Growing with every second of kissing as our mouths found each other over and over again. Stubble brushing against the corners of my mouth, his fingers clenching into my hair in a rhythm like the want from deep inside me. Read more »

The red room pt 1 the flyer

The Red room is a unique escape room experience like no other. The entrance was in a warehouse district outside of the city. The entrance was not anything grand or elaborate. The door was black with the Red room painted on the door. When you entered the building you where greeted by a woman behind a bullet proof glass and a bolted door. The woman was dressed head to toe in a leather outfit. She looked elaborate and sexy. Her bleach blonde hair put up in a long ponytail. She was confident and spoke elegantly. The foyer there was multiple couches and a few coffee tables. The woman welcomes you and hands you a clipboard and pen. The form was very specific how much time in the room? How hard do you want it 1-5 (1 easiest 5the hardest)? How many restraints (gag, cuffs, ankle cuffs, ropes, blindfold) ? Then the bottom of the form is a disclaimer and it reads “you are required to be put in chastity device and if you fail you will sign the keys over to one of our Dominant men or women your choice and they will hold your key and you will have a obligation to see them at least once a week and will pay the entry fee and will have the opportunity to try again after 30, 90, 180 and 1 year after which time you can pay $10000 for your freedom or wait every other year for 10 years.” $175 was the entry fee and was the only way to get through the next set of doors. Once through you where taken to a locker room and given your outfit and a towel. The locker room was individual stalls 8′ wide by 16 long. At the back of the stall was a shower with a bench and a curtain took almost half the stall the other half a locker door where you put all of your belongings in. The top shelf had a toiletry bag with everything you needed to be prepared. Read more »

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A Bully Caged, Part 2 [MM] [Bi] [Femdom] [Chastity] [BDSM]

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Wes sits across from me, wearing a thick gray t-shirt. His sultry, serious expression is a far cry from what it had been only eight hours ago: a silent moan. I still can’t believe it. Wes, the worst person I know, is pierced, shaved, and *caged*. And, somehow even weirder, he’s sitting with me at the dinner table eating Ms. Simmons’ sesame tofu. He wouldn’t have been caught dead here only a month ago.

“Nice dinner,” he says. His eyes glaze over me and land on some corner of the room. I held his cock in my hand, and the motherfucker can’t even make eye contact with me. Not that I’m helping. We’ve been sitting for twenty minutes without a string of words longer than “do you need the salt?”

“Thank Ms. Simmons,” I say, “not me ”

I saw his shoulders tense up at the mention of her name.

“Wes,” I say, leaning forward, “where were you the past ten days?”

He puts his fork down and taps his foot a few times. “It’s a long story,” he says.

“Long stories have beginnings too.” Read more »

Dominic & Rosie: A Christmas Scene [M30/f30, BDSM, nipple whipping, nipple clamps, female masturbation, spanking, eating raw cookie dough (not in a weird way)]

Dominic looked at the beams in the closet. This would be the perfect spot! He got out the ladder and put on the tool belt. With a few quick motions, the mistletoe hung perfectly over Rosie’s side of the closet. This was my favorite activity of the holiday season. Dominic vigorously enjoyed hanging the lights and the mistletoe around the house. All things related to giving Rosie her annual holiday scene–some of which included this fun “ambush kissing” tradition made him love the season even more. He was even more delighted when Rosie and the kids decided to move the mistletoe and ambush him. The family would dissolve into a pile of giggles and fake smooches and tickles in the hallway or barn or wherever there was mistletoe. This year, Dom created a “missle-toad” variation he saw on Pinterest composed of a plastic toad and a missile tied together with a red ribbon. Where would the holidays be without fun dad jokes? Read more »