How about I tie you up and get myself off? [M4A] [Mdom] [gender neutral sub] [sex toys] [BDSM] [fellatio] [rope play] [cum play] [edging] [orgasm denial] [voyeurism] [camera] [narrative] [Str8] [Bi] [Gay] [MF] [MM] [MA]

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This morning I woke up with some spite in my coffee and I am going to take that aggression all out on you tonight.

I’d be nice at first. Plenty of kisses and gentle touches as we undress each other. Holding you close to me and kissing along your neck and chest. Letting you go before grabbing you and pulling you in against me again. You’d be free to twist and turn and move about, for now, but that wouldn’t last long.

Because tonight, I want to tie you up. Some fancy knotwork. Some not so fancy cuffs. Hands up over your head my dear, they’re going to be tightly tied together to the headboard. I’d take more time on your legs, winding the ropes around and tying you up with care. I’d give the ropes a good tug when I’m done, let you feel how they pull against your soft skin. Now you’re all bound up, wrapped up, like a little present. Your legs spread apart for me, leaving you open for teasing. Oh, how I will enjoy undoing you.

Deal With A Vampire – Excerpt (M/M, Vampire, Magic, Bratty Sub, Dom/Sub Switches, Slight BDSM)

Hey everybody! I wrote a novelette called Deal With A Vampire that’s up on Amazon. I wanted to show some love to the community and post a free excerpt for y’all!

For anyone interested in reading the whole thing: [Here it is](https://www.amazon.com/Deal-Vampire-Rae-McLaughlin-ebook/dp/B08DP6334Y/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&qid=1595982086&refinements=p_27%3ARae+McLaughlin&s=digital-text&sr=1-1&text=Rae+McLaughlin)

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“I see.” Alastor searched Will’s face, studying the way his skin pinched at the corners when he smiled and the particular shade of brown his eyelashes were. “Do you fear for your safety?” A laugh bubbled from Will’s chest. He briefly hunched over, eyebrows knitted together. He then straightened up and grinned at his host.

“If you wanted to harm me you would’ve done it ages ago!”

“Oh?” Alastor raised his brow, dragging his nails against Will’s hip. “What makes you so sure? I may just be the type to play with my food.” Will bit his bottom lip. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Alastor’s shoulders.

“I think you’re all talk, old man.” He rested his forehead against the vampire’s, smirking. “But I guess we’ll just have to see, won’t we?”

“Indeed.” Alastor returned the smirk, gripping the other’s waist and pulling him closer.

Her Master [Light BDSM] [M/F]

I loosen the tie around my neck, breathing deeply for the first time all day. Being self-made and wealthy has a multitude of perks but it does come with its drawbacks. Stress, long hours, fatigue. Dealing with people beneath my intelligence has made me cold and withdrawn to those around me.

I click the lock on the remote and my car chirps, the lights flash, telling me it is safe for the night. I walk up the winding cobblestone path leading to the back door of my home. It is large—far larger than two people would ever need—but that’s what I like. I don’t want my wife *needing* for anything… but me.

Warm rushes forward and engulfs me, making my face tingle with security and familiarity as I push open the back door. A candle flickers on the large island which centers the kitchen. Then I get *that* feeling. My favorite feeling.

My chest contracts, my breath growing narrow as the tightness builds within me. It starts somewhere deep in my belly but quickly fills my entire being. A tightness that twists and weaves its way through my blood into my heart and mind. It is made of anticipation and excitement, blossoming into a deep seeded *need* for *her*.

Taken Part Four

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I hear the door unlock and jump on the bed and hide under the covers. Maybe if he doesn’t see me naked, he won’t try anything. He walks in and past me to the cushion chair that’s in front of the tv, turning on the porn that’s already in the DVD player. “Come slut.” I can’t move, I’m frozen. “I will not ask you again.” Remembering the rules, I get off the bed and get on my knees, crawling over to him. “Kneel on the right side of me, lean your head back, open your mouth and stick your tongue out.” I do as I’m told, scared of what he will do if I don’t but my tongue isn’t put far enough for his liking and I feel one of his hands on my forehead holding my head back and his fingers on the other hand opening my mouth wider and grabbing my tongue to pull it out farther. As he rubs my own spit off his hand and on my chest as though I’m a dish towel, he says “that’s a good bitch.”

Freedom from Freedom (Femdom)

As my friend’s birthday was coming up, I was all but pacing around my room trying to come up with the perfect present. She was an erotic writer, and an obvious fan of BDSM, so I was thinking about buying her something like a toy or maybe even a pair of handcuffs? No. That won’t do. Whatever I could think to buy her, she probably already have. Whether it’s chains or toys or handcuffs. And it’s not like I could send a picture of something and ask if she already has it. No, this close to her birthday, she’ll immediately catch on and the whole surprise will be spoiled. But what CAN I do?? I want to get her something meaningful to show her how much I appreciate her. The perfect gift for the perfect human. I suddenly froze. The perfect gift… but that’s easy. I already have a perfect gift to give her. Something she’s always talked about, and I don’t even need to spend a cent. All it takes… is… courage. I know what I have to do. The problem is… I’m not sure I have the balls to do it. In theory it seems simple enough: Go to her house, and just give it to her. But it’s a big gift to give from someone like me. And I’m not even sure how she’ll take it. What if she doesn’t like it? What if it’s too much?? What if… what if she resents me for it? No. No, that’s stupid. She wouldn’t resent me for something like that. She might not accept the gift, but she’d see the intention, and the appreciation I meant to show. And if she does accept it… who knows? Maybe it’ll be fun…

Deep Vibrations [Str8], [F], [M], [BDSM], [D/s], [Mdom], [oral]

His shirt off. Half of my clothes are on the floor. We are both panting, paired with a look of pure, intoxicating and overwhelming lust for each other. He pushes me onto the bed, his hand finds my throat as he holds me down onto a pillow. He kisses my lips and with his free hand begins to massage my breast, tugging gently at my nipple as it hardens. My hips begin to grind up towards him. His hand moves from my breast, down to between my legs. He feels the heat from my desire filled pussy, beginning to drip. I want him. And he fucking knows it.

He pulls off my panties and begins to kiss his way down to my cunt. He licks softly and slowly, urging my clit to come out and play. He takes one finger, and plays with me inside, making me drip more. My back arching towards his face. I ask to please suck his cock. He gives me permission and smiles at me. My desire is to make him just about cum as he eats me out from underneath.

Taken Part Three

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I’m laying on the cold cement floor, my arms are throbbing from the restraints that have been on for what feels like forever and I can’t open my mouth or eyes due to the cum and piss covering them. It feels like I have been laying here for hours, they’re starting to dry. I hear the door open and footsteps coming towards me but they proceed past me. I hear water running. You untie next entirely and drag me to the bathtub and put me in. “Clean up and then we will go over a few things.”

Bound For Trouble

I got hired on to do a serialization of BDSM short stories! They gave me a link to share with people so they can get a subscription. There’s even a free subscription, and it would really help me out!

I wrote about a woman named Amanda who made a bet with some coworkers. The first 3 chapters are out now, so tell me what you think if you check it out!

[https://sinners.substack.com/p/bound-for-trouble-part-1?r=7oa82&utm_campaign=author&utm_medium=web&utm_source=juliet](https://sinners.substack.com/p/bound-for-trouble-part-1?r=7oa82&utm_campaign=author&utm_medium=web&utm_source=juliet)

Merchandise [MF][BDSM]

You keep your gaze lowered until you’re spoken to directly. It’s a rule you really struggled with at the start of your training, but which comes as second nature now… along with everything else: stand up straight, hands behind your back, eyes down, shoulders loose. You don’t move a muscle as the two men pace around you.

“She’s pretty,” says one. You don’t recognise the voice. This must be the customer. “How old?”

“22.”

“How long has she been in training for?”

“Two years. She was a little… difficult at first. But no longer. She’s one of our finest. Very smart. Very eager to please.”

“Hmm.”

You hold your breath. It’s cool in the room where they hold the viewings. Air conditioned air, since the space is windowless and private. Naked as you are, it’s difficult not to shiver. Especially as you can feel eyes roaming your body, taking in every hair, every curve of skin.

It took hours to prepare for this. You’ve been waxed, shaved, made smooth, bathed. You’re hair is pinned back. Light makeup. That’s all the girls are permitted to wear for a viewing; the purpose is to display you as you are, not to mislead.

Taken – Part Two

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

You have everything set up and you are prepared to execute the plan. You watch my boyfriend and roommate leave and know that I am now alone, likely still asleep. You parked your vehicle next to the park behind my house and went into my backyard. You find the hideaway key and enter the back door.

Excitement rushes through your veins. The thought of completely owning me, making every decision and rule for me, it’s what was going to make all of this time and effort worth it. If only I could see how much you have done to be this close to me. You know I’m happy with my life. I have a good job, a happy relationship, good friends and family. You don’t care though. You don’t care how I feel, my feelings and thoughts won’t matter once I’m in your grasp. I will be good for one purpose and that is pleasing you.