Taken – Part One

***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 haven’t met me yet, but you will. You watch me as I get in my car to go to work. You continue to watch as I go for my morning and afternoon walks. You notice that I get off later than the majority of my coworkers and the lack of cameras. You know by now that taking me would be easy but you wait. You like watching me without my knowledge. You like the lack of control in my ignorance. The more you watch me, the more you picture what I’ll become.

I’m very headstrong, stubborn in most regards in getting my way. However, you have seen me cry in my car and hide away. You know that underneath my feminist, aggressive facade lies a weak and submissive girl. I have everyone fooled but you know. This will come in handy.

Welcome home daddy [ddlg] [19F][BDSM]

It’s been a very long day, lots of annoying people and shit to deal with. But you feel better knowing you have a good girl at home waiting for you. You open the door and see me in the kitchen making something that smells really good. Only wearing an appron and a shinny plug in my ass. I’ve had it in all day to stretch myself out for my favourite big cock. I turn my head and smile ,happy for you to be back. I’ve been looking forward to this…

I turn around completely and drop my apron. My tits are so big and I have nipple clamps on. I’m doing as I’m told this time. You get hard already and it’s showing through your pants. I walk over slowly, relishing that look you’re giving me. A sly smile slips onto your face as I press myself up against you. I look up at you licking my lips. My nipples are so hard you can feel them through your shirt. Your hand runs down my back to my ass. You give me a hard spank making me moan softly and lean up to kiss my daddy. You don’t have to talk, I kiss your neck , slowly unbuttoning your shirt and kissing my way down your chest. I get down on my knees looking up at you with my big blue eyes.

Goddess- Part 3 [BDSM][LesDom][Impact]

The shower gel she squirted into my hand smelt divine; woody and musky with some citrus high notes. It was meditative, massaging the gorgeously scented foam into her soft skin. With the hormones from my orgasm still filling my body and all my senses alight, washing my Goddess felt like the purest form of worship. I lost all concept of time as I covered each inch of her body, devoting all my attention to the task. All too soon I was finished and she stepped back under the torrent of water from the shower, rinsing herself off. She then gave me a much more functional scrub and though I ached to have her hand inside me again, she spent as little time as possible near my pussy, just making sure I was clean from my own fluids earlier.

This is what comes from texting sexy friends…. (Bdsm)(fetish)

The entire day before would be spent texting and chatting on the phone… sharing snippets of the day…. naughty promises…. the evening of our rendezvous arrives…. you attend the front desk of a posh hotel where a key is waiting at the front desk for your pickup. As you ride the elevator to the top floor…. you can’t help but squirm…. your knee high stockings rubbing against each other as your thighs clench…. this makes your pussy wet….. and you feel the gentle ache inside … waiting to be touched. The walk down the hall is a long one…. to the king suite at the end….. a corner unit decorated in soft colors and panoramic windows overlooking the nighttime city. Upon entering the room you smell the subtle scent of your favorite flowers….. and the undertones of my musky cologne…. knowing I have been there before you.

On the desk is a wine bucket with your favorite chilling. Two glasses on the tray stand waiting.  A small gift box next time the tray has an “open me” card on it. Inside you discover the special sweet treats that you didn’t know I knew you liked…. you had only mentioned them once in passing. …. on the bed is a box from a very exclusive retailer…. tied shut with ribbon. Tucked into the ribbon is a card…. reading it…. you find it tells you to shower…. shave… and prepare for the night ahead. You have been given one hour…..

Rubymoon Private Asylum (Part 1) [BDSM, MFT, SM, NC, Bondage, Bizarre]

“To put things simply, Dr. Smith, Rubymoon is a private asylum. From time to time wealthy patrons find it necessary to have one or more persons committed in a strict inpatient environment without the need to unnecessarily involve or burden either the legal or medical system. This is where we come in. For a fee that reflects both our discretion and the rarity of the services we offer we house these private mental patients and perform whatever therapeutic measures their patrons believes are most conductive to their mental health.”

“A private asylum?”

“Naturally we compensate all of our employees at a level commensurate to both the value of their skillset and the discretion we ask of them. If this is a non-starter for you we can end the tour right here.”

“No, no,” said Dr. Smith. “Now you very much have my curiosity. I’m quite anxious to see what you actually have here.”

“I’m so pleased to hear that the personality profile we ran on you was accurate,” said Dr. Desdemona. “I think you’ll be an excellent fit here.”

[MF, Pain, Lust] First-time Fucking Frosty

Her name was Frosty. At least, that’s the name I knew her by.

It fit her for so many reasons I’d learn later, but the immediate one was that her dark hair was dyed a cold blue at the edges.

I knew this from several pictures I’d seen – I’d never seen her in the flesh, and certainly hadn’t experienced her in the flesh before. But I knew both of those facts would change very soon. And that had me hard as a fucking rock.

*

I road the elevator up to the floor where I knew she was.

I walked down the hall to the room I’d rented for us, inside which she was doing one of two things.

Most likely, she was waiting on the bed, naked, legs spread – stroking her little shaved pussy. She was told to pet it like “the hungry soaked kitty” which it was for my cock. She was to have it ready and waiting for me so I’d have to waste no time getting straight into the prize she offered me.

Total Power Exchange- How I [M]ade My [F]riend My Slave [Heavy BDSM]

Once I got involved in BDSM, I got in real deep, real fast. I started going to munches (I hate that name, but here we are), meeting people, getting into the nitty gritty, even going to classes. Eventually that led me to develop a group of good friends, both men and women. I became a known quantity and trusted by the group. That led me to Megan.

This one isn’t one session, but the first time I got involved in a TPE situation. TPE stands for Total Power Exchange, and it means that the dom assumes total, 24/7 control over the sub’s life. Choosing clothes, approving plans, everything. Some folks who are super serious even do this without a safeword, which seems insane to me, but to each their own.

Megan and I originally met at a munch when she was just getting started, but nothing ever really came together. Later, after she had some experience and knew what she wanted, we got to talking about more extreme forms of kink. We started playing together and getting into more and more intense stuff.

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Behind on rent [MF] [BDSM]

Samantha put her face in her hands and sighed. “This is really embarrassing. I don’t think I can call him again.”

Samantha and Calvin were already two months behind on rent. Samantha hadnt worked in 3 and a half years, since little Grace had come along Calvin’s job as a security guard had been enough to keep the whole family. But coronavirus meant that Calvin had lost his job a couple of months ago and they were living off their savings, which were dwindling.

Calvin put his hand on his fiancées back and gently rubbed her, trying to give her some reassurance, though he was worried himself. “He was so nice about it last time, I really think that he can give us another month to find the money. One of the places I applied for is going to get back to me and offer me a job I know it. We just have to be patient.”

All Samantha could do was sigh. “Okay I’ll call him.”

She got up and went out in to the garden to make the call.

The Return of the Catgirl Company: A Lesbian BSDM Superheroine Mind Control Story. Issue 1: Lil’ Kitten Learns Her Lesson! (Lesbian, incest, bondage, submission, dominance, masochism, superhero, rape, mind control, mild violence)

‘oh yes baby!’ moaned catherine cox, her huge breasts shuddering between her folded arms, her long blonde curls flying as her daughter kylie rapidly thrust her cock into her mother’s cunt. ‘yes baby girl, fuck me like that! fuck me hard! you know how I like it! yes baby! oh god deeper! harder! fuck your superpowered cock into my tight milfy cunt!’

her daughter grinned, watching her mom moan and pinch her own nipples as she gave it to her with everything she had. little redheaded kylie koch was wearing the statuesque cat’s favorite strap on, a massive thing the size of the teenager’s arm; on a normal woman, this enormous dong would have thrust up into her stomach and killed her from internal hemorrhaging – but with catherine’s super strength, she could fully enjoy the feeling of being stretched out by her daughter’s immaculate technique.

for her part, kylie absolutely loved fucking her mom; watching her hair bounce, her breasts jiggle with each stroke, the dirty things that came out of her mouth – the petite powerhouse began to power up her super speed, rabbiting her strap-on into cat’s cunt, as tight and slick as the day she’d lost her virginity. cat was fucking back as hard as she could, her own superpowers letting her match kylie stroke for stroke as the two heroines fucked so hard that smoke began to rise from the carpet that kylie was fucking her mom into.