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Sir?!?

Sir!?!
Sir Reginald: “Kneel before me, Dixie. You are mine to command and I expect obedience.”

Dixie: “Yes, master. I am yours to do with as you please. I will submit to your every desire.”

Sir Reginald: “Good. Now strip for me. I want to see every inch of your body.”

Dixie: “Yes, master. As you command.” (She begins to remove her clothes, revealing her shimmering scales and toned body.)

Sir Reginald: “Now, come closer. I want to touch you, to feel your heat and submission.”

Dixie: “Yes, master. I am yours to touch and dominate as you please.” (She moves closer to Sir Reginald, allowing him to caress her body.)

Sir Reginald: “You are a beautiful and obedient creature, a dragon slut; but now it is time for you to serve me. Get on your hands and knees and prepare to be punished for your disobedience.”

Dixie: “Yes, master. I am ready for your punishment. I deserve it for not being the perfect slave.” (She assumes the position, waiting for Sir Reginald to administer their punishment.) Read more »

A Home For Christmas Pt. 3/3 [M24/f24, light BDSM, romance, roommates-to-lovers, female receiving oral, penetration, kinda slow burn, long]

“Sorry, I… I just thought you… you’d want more,” she whispered.
“But you’re tired, Emery,” Luca stated.
“Yeah, I most certainly am,” she said, chuckling and already feeling her eyelids becoming heavier and heavier again.
She had a hard time staying awake.
“So sleep,” Luca said.
He really was controlling in bed, she thought, although she didn’t think he had meant it in that way.
The last thing Emery felt before she fell asleep was how he placed her hand back on his stomach and his own on the back of her head.

“Hey sleepyhead,” Luca said, when Emery finally began to move her body again.
She grunted and stretched her arms.
“How long was I out for?” she asked.
“About half an hour.”
She made a vague sound.
“And you said, I wouldn’t be able to help with the lack of sleep,” he continued and her body squirmed, when he pricked her waist.
“Have some mercy,” she groaned, trying to push his hands away from her, eyes still shut closed.
“I’m afraid, I’m not particularly known for that,” he replied. Read more »

A Home For Christmas Pt. 2/3 [M24/f24, light BDSM, romance, roommates-to-lovers, female receiving oral, penetration, kinda slow burn, long]

It was a soft kiss, his lips brushing hers slightly. He leaned back, a questioning look on his face and this time it was Emery who leaned in and pressed her lips on his. She felt his muscles relax underneath her hands, the air leaving his body. He seemed relieved when he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. It felt like Emery’s heart was beating in her throat and her whole body was filled with excitement. Within seconds the kiss became more heated, but Emery still had the feeling that Luca was holding back. And she wanted him not to. She wanted more.
The feeling of loneliness she had felt just minutes ago was still hovering over her and made her kiss him even harder. She so desperately needed him – needed not to be alone. She knew he would never fill the emptiness her family had left and she’d never expect him to, but kissing him made the loneliness bearable. God – she was way too afraid he’d leave another hole should he ever walk out of her life to rely on him too much. Although this right now – her desperate longing to be close to him – made her question if maybe it was already too late for that. Read more »

[F] FOR THE LAST TIME

When I paid for my train ticket to London with the same twenty-pound note my parents had given me for food, I felt guilty. They were aware of my difficulties with my first boyfriend and first lover. It was obvious to everyone. My university flatmates were tired of the sleepless nights caused by our heated arguments and the scandalously loud make-up sex that ensued whenever he came to see me.

I was addicted to this passionate emotional rollercoaster. All the time, up and down, up and down. The highs were thrilling, but the lows were terrifying. It was draining. I discovered that no amount of orgasm could compensate for the constant drama.

I felt compelled to end my relationship with him. It happened during a serious phone call. It made sense to do it this way because we lived in different cities and were both students with little to no money. When I told him I couldn’t take it any longer, he remained silent. He simply admitted that our relationship was not sustainable or healthy and that it had to end. Read more »

A Home For Christmas Pt. 1/3[M24/f24, light BDSM, romance, roomates-to-lovers, female receiving oral, penetration, kinda slow burn, long]

This story should have been originally posted on literotica, but has not been published yet and I don’t know whether or not it will be. It’s my first story/post, so constructive feedback is always welcome. (Also English is not my first language, so I hope there are no fundamental mistakes.) Hope you like it!

A Home For Christmas

„I really don’t know where to spend Christmas,” Emery revealed to her roommate Luca. Her best friend Amber had just canceled their plans because of some family emergency. Which Emery totally understood, but felt sad about anyway. It was already the 23rd of December and Luca was making dinner, while Emery was sitting at the kitchen table, her head buried in her hands.

“You can come and celebrate with me and my family,” Luca suggested, not looking up from the curry he was creating.

Emery shot her head up.

“You mean that?” she asked.

Now Luca turned around and Emery wondered how a guy was able to look so fucking good with an apron tied around his waist. His jeans were washed out and the white shirt was some risky choice despite the apron covering most of it. Read more »

Taylor swifts special weekend with her mistress Selena Gomez [celeb] [humil] [bdsm] [D/s] [watersports]

Concert tours were always stressful for Taylor, they were a lot of work, a lot of pressure to perform, a lot of decisions on venues and and choreography to make. Too many decisions, too many responsibilities, too much stress, and her best friend Selena Gomez knew this. Which is why after each of her tours ended, Selena would summon Taylor to her, and today Selena had done just that.

[Taylor](https://i.pinimg.com/736x/00/c3/a8/00c3a8de05dbbb9e795505a1a802f98e–taylor-swift-hot-taylors.jpg) arrived at Selena’s house at 8pm sharp, dressed in a red dress with a plunging neck line and a high slit on her right leg, the one Selena had asked her to wear when she texted her. Like always when coming to see Selena, she wore no underwear and made sure her makeup was perfect. She walked into Selena’s home, her heart racing, wondering what her friend and Mistress had in store for her today. She found [Selena](https://imgur.io/7Y2wNDC?r) sitting on the couch, wearing a red dress that was much more conservative than the one she asked Taylor to wear, one leg tucked behind the other. Read more »

Diplomacy Gone Wrong [M/F][Rape][Torture][BDSM][Kidnapping]

Awakening on her seventh day of capture, or what felt like her seventh day of capture, Vernilia still couldn’t comprehend her predicament. As a princess and sole heir to the throne of Kragalla, she expected a certain level treatment, even as a prisoner. Certainly she expected to be at least fed regularly and have access to water or wine. Being chained to the ceiling, her feet not touching the ground, while the cold iron of the manacles dug into her wrists. Left to relive herself in her own clothes and what they didn’t catch simply hitting the floor below her.

Time was hard to keep track of time during the winters of the northern wastes. Where the sun sets and doesn’t rise for another 4 months. There was but a single path that led up the mountains, a path completely blocked by snow and ice. Unpassable until it thaws in the spring. Vernilia’s captors had made it threw the pass, on the last day of light, moments before the sun set. There was no way the royal guard would be able to continue pursuit and depending on how far they were behind them, may have perished in the snow storm. Vernilia could see the flickering light of a torch causing an outline of the door to the hut to glow. The light grew brighter until the door opened and a lone man entered. Read more »

Femdom Hypnosis Story – an Excerpt of Chapter 1 [M30s/F30s][Femdom][Hypnosis][Mind Control][BDSM]

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A few weeks ago.

He had found a flyer on the street saying that dream therapy could make women interested in him. He needed more confidence. He had always been a shy boy. He spent his days working his dull office job doing menial data entry. He did not see many people doing this. He would go home and spend his time playing videogames, reading, or even sometimes watching porn.

As other young men his age, he would ogle every pretty woman he saw. He was always too shy to approach anyone. At the stores, in bars, anywhere he went, he would scamper as soon as any woman turned her attention to him.

This flyer was an opportunity to change himself he thought. It advertised therapy to improve himself. It had link to a website with all sorts of positive testimonials to the services provided. There was not a single negative review in fact. The practice was in New York city. He was about a 2-hour drive away, so he took off work one day and booked an appointment. Read more »

A Bully Caged, Part 1 [MM] [Bi] [Chastity] [Implied Femdom] [BDSM]

I sigh as I turn off my computer for the night. It’s Sunday, and I’ll have to be at school in less than 9 hours. Fuck.

Yes, I enjoy my classes immensely, and it is the final two weeks of my senior year of high school, but Mondays are still far and away the absolute worst every time they roll around. I dread seeing… him. Wes. He’s the ace of the soccer team, the most popular guy in school, and, most importantly, the bane of my existence. Every week, he finds a new way to torment me. At the beginning of the year, he was pouring coffee into my backpack every day, and right before winter break, he found a way to have them congratulate me during the announcements for being accepted to “Phaggett University.” And he’s never been expelled—not even once. He’s got this charm, where he starts to smile and joke with the teacher talking to him, convincing them that, whatever consequences they’re thinking of, they’re too harsh. It’s like he’s untouchable. His silver tongue and handsome features don’t hurt his cause, either. He’s not tall, but he’s striking, with sharp cheekbones and these big blue eyes. And he always keeps his grades up for some sports scholarship. Read more »