My slave who was once a brat [Bdsm, M/F, slave, spanking, oral sex, 1st/2nd person]

I can feel you shaking as I strip away your clothes. Its agonizing how slowly I pull the fabric from your skin, but you don’t even try to resist. We can both see the reason for your fear; a mesh body suit and the thigh high socks that you were to be wearing when I got home, but have allowed to languish on the edge of the bed. I Take your panties off gently. You can feel my fingertips running down the length of your thighs as I reveal the most vulnerable parts of you. I squeeze your breasts as I ask, “Did you forget my instructions, slave girl?”

“No sir. I remember what you told me…”

I cut you off. Pinching your nipple until your words fade into a gasp then a whimper. “Then why aren’t you dressed the way I ordered.”

“I… I um… I…” You struggle to remember the reason for your defiance as pain rings through your body.

“Did you just feel like being a brat? Just wanted to test your limits?”

You squeak once more. “Yes.” You finally manage to find your words through the pain in your breasts “Yes sir.” Is all you manage to say.

Katarina – BDSM SUBMISSION SLAVE TRAINING

Who am I ?

It’s been a very long time ago, when I could answer that question.

“In order to accomplish this I would be kept isolated and probably subjected to many many kinky things ..
For instance you could tie me up and make sure that I get no stimulation from the outside word for months.
I mean full sensory deprivation. Blindfolding is a given, but it won’t stup there .. I would not be able to sense ANYTHING.. not even a touch a sound a smell a taste.. you could put me in latex and chain down every single muscle .. every single finger, so I can’t move at all .. use tubes to handle my waste .. and only provide me with water and food through a siringe that goes into my bloodstream. I would basically feel nothing .. just left there with 0 input ..

And then after mounts when I finally stop struggling and it seems that I completely lost notion of time or purpose .. maybe forgotten who or what am I ..

An Affair of Two Kinky Nerds and their BDSM beginning.

Working in an office has its perks, especially when you are amongst only four other people, and they pretty much stay to themselves. Answer the phone, fill out the spread sheet, schedule this thing and that thing. A typical day in the life of an assistant. Except for those days Jade would unzip her pants at her cubical out in the open, heart racing, knowing anyone could easily step out of their office, and catch her. The thrill was so exciting, but after time it wore off. Until an unlikely meeting happened.

A new trainer for some new class in the long conference area next to where Jade sat, this is what she would have to look forward to the next couple of days. A rushed training that she would be happy ended so she could get back to her normal routine no matter how old. The glass door opened at the front of the office. Jade heard it just as the air rushed in with it dancing under her desk right up to where her jeans were unzipped. She didn’t look up, zipped her pants quickly as to not get caught, because she know he would be the same boring trainer as everyone else.

Summer Interns In Heat [MFF] [BDSM] [Ddlg/Roleplay]

While balls deep, in her shouldn’t be so tight MILF pussy, I thought I felt a fly land on my leg. I tried to focus, but it was too late. Mel, my cube neighbor and former D1 athlete, hit me square in the face with a balled-up piece of paper. The daydream was over. She looked down, as if she knew I was almost fully erect, underneath my desk.

“Now what were you dreaming about, Drew?” She knew full well that it was about her, and her still perfectly toned 45-year-old ass. I’d never been so attracted to someone more than older than me before. I usually prefer women of the younger persuasion, my ex wife was a decade younger. I mean, I’m 40, so i guess things are finally changing. It also didn’t hurt that our personalities meshed so well.

“Dammit Mel, I was almost most there. And whaddya mean, didn’t you see Katie and Rachel setting up that massive new whiteboard earlier?!”

The Tryst (bdsm)(fm)

I lie silently. The silence makes me anxious. There’s also the blindfold he put on me as soon as I entered the room. I feel squirmy from the anticipation. I lay still remembering his low warning “stay still until I give you permission to move”. My mind buzzes with curiosity. Suddenly my legs are thrust open, and a soft tongue teases me clit. I moan from the contact. “Do you want me to get the gag?” his voice threatens I stay silent, letting him know my choice. He massages my pulsating member as I climb higher and higher towards a climax. My back arches in anticipation of an orgasm. “Yes! Yes!” I think, and as if sensing my thoughts, he stops. “Calm down”, he purrs, the sound of his voice and his soft breath on my clit is nearly enough to send me over the edge. “You have been a good girl,” he says, reaching out to play with my breasts. “You deserve a treat” he murmurs pleasantly. I perk up at the thought of finally getting my orgasm. Still blindfolded, he orders me to get on my knees and hands. I happily comply. I hear his feet shuffling around the room. He walks back to me, sinks my face into the bed and cuffs my hands behind me. He positions himself between me and my pussy twitches. He lowers himself until I feel his breath on my ear and whispers, “tell me what you want”, “please fuck me” I reply breathlessly. He suddenly thrusts into me, making me whimper. He fits snugly inside me. I flex my vagina muscles, making him growl darkly. Soon he is thrusting into me, deep, slow strokes and then fast wild thrusts as he races over the edge. My body sinks deeper into the bed as he grabs my hair and pushes himself over the edge. “fuck you’re amazing”, he says after his breathing relaxes. He uncuffs me and removes my handcuffs and blindfolds. He looks so good standing before me even with his semi-flaccid dick. I reach out and grab his dick, fluffing him to prepare for my own orgasm. After a few pumps, he begins to grow in my hands. He lies down and beckons me towards him. I kneel over him and look up. I see my reflection in the mirror above the bed, wanton and lustful, the image turns me on even more. I lift myself up and sit on his cock. Slowly I gyrate on him, he reaches over to pick a wand from the nightstand. He places the wand on my clit. The buzzing of the vibrator, as well as the fullness of his dick, build up the adrenaline within me. I bounce faster, whimpering the words “oh please, oh please” I do not know what I am asking for any more, my mind is in a frenzy. He increases the vibrating speed, and my stomach tightens and toes curl as a feeling of intense pleasure rocks through my body. The feeling overwhelms me, and I am dizzy for a few moments from the exhilaration. As I am racked with pleasure, my pussy clamps on his dick, he thrusts a few more times and then explodes within me. My breathing returns to normal, and my vision clears up. I see myself in the mirror, all flushed and glowering like a goddess. “you’re so beautiful” he whispers almost in awe. I lift myself off his dick, and he gets up to get a towel to clean both of us up. And after exposing our bodies to each other’s desires, we lay our heads on the pillow and reveal our vulnerabilities.

I love introducing you to your submissive side, part 3 [OC] [MF] [light BDSM] [first person]

Part 1 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gye7z1/i_love_introducing_you_to_your_submissive_side/). Part 2 is [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gye8we/i_love_introducing_you_to_your_submissive_side/). I definitely recommend reading them first, or rereading them before part 3 below. Sorry it’s taken so long, I hope you enjoy and I look forward to your feedback!

**Your first tastes of submission – Part 3**

By Hardened_Lust

***Disclaimer***

*This is a work of fiction. All characters portrayed within are 18 years of age or older. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*

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It is a beautiful concert for the senses as your arousal grows. The heat and wetness of your pussy closes around my finger pressing into you. Your breathing, already heavy, becomes ragged as your mouth gapes. It causes your breasts to heave into the air, nipples hard and engorged. From between your legs I take it all in. My left arm wrapped tightly around your leg, I squeeze a tight grip on the inside of your thigh and pull. Even though I am using my other hand to enter you, I prop my elbow against your left thigh, prying your legs apart and pushing your pussy up and towards me.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 44 Stretch to Wetness Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Okay Boo’s stretch, finger tips to the sky” said Jazz, a milk chocolate honey with tits and ass to lust for. “Reach for the moon (did I mention she’s a goth) then the ground” unlike a lot of aerobics instructors she faces away from the class. “Oh my (yes she turns me on) please tell me that there is going to be a lot more stretching” Clarissa whispered to herself. Putting her palms on the ground just made the perfect frame for her hot pussy, “Her perfect ass..hole. I don’t know why butt her ass is the only reason why I’m in this extranaughty activity.” Clarissa was distracted from her thoughts once again. “Very good, feet shoulder with apart. Stretch forward with your right leg..” Jazz was talking through the stretch. “Mmm, just look at that ass. Oh my fuck (yes I was having a small orgasm.. okay a big one butt couldn’t make a sound) would you look at that” the view was amazing, seeing her lips out lined by her ass. “Wo.. whoa whoa Ahhh.. (you know that moment before you crash everybody is staring at, that’s me)” Clarissa went down in a awkward hump. “And breath as you return to your full and up right position” Jazz finished with the stretch a little early. “I hope everyone had a relaxing time. I will see you next week, Namaste” Jazz had that worried look on her face, one that only a kiss could cure (flick of the tongue to watch that amazing well endowed woman.. be back in a few I must play, hard). “I can see something her you distracted” Jazz spoke as naughty angels moaned. “May I ask what” was Jazz always this direct. Seeing the blush cross Clarissa’s cheeks, “You are a naughty girl. To see all of this and not say a word to me” squatting down so I could get a better look at her kitty (two pointy ears where her bush, the rest as smooth as my ass, before the spanking). “Butt.. butt okay I only joined so I could watch that..” being to soft, to quiet or.. “So you like my ass is that it? You like this (dragging her ass across my legs so our clits could meet)..” spanking her own ass, “..So we could do what (she kissed me.. I am fucking cuming and she kissed me).. this” laying it all on the line. A sensual tongue twirling kiss while our clits made out like rabbits in the spring. Clarissa’s hands begun to feel up her first female crush. Toying with Clarissa’s lips, wondering how wet she was getting Jazz finally went for the big score. “Mmm..” broke the kiss as Clarissa could no longer keep her moans inside. “Ohh yes fondle my.. my Ooo..” Clarissa begun to fuck back, thrusting her pussy up to grate against Jazz’s clit. Pushing Clarissa down to the sand, repositioning herself so Clarissa could not wiggle out. “Now we will see if you can truly handle Mmm..” Jazz threatened as her tongue lashed across Clarissa’s tit. Drawing more then a little moan Jazz pushed her advantage. A spanking started Clarissa’s latest orgasm, a spanking to her soft slit, as two fingers became four. Banging away and hoping for the biggest cum day of their young life’s. Singling out the nipple, closing the white pearl cuffs so Jazz’s tongue could pulverize Clarissa’s nip. “Ooo yes Ooooh yesss OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss” Clarissa released the biggest orgasm of the morning, flooding Jazz’s fingers in the sweet nectar of cum. “Is that all I get is cum” Jazz stared into Clarissa’s eyes. “Tonight you better do me better” pulling her fingers from the ocean of pleasure. “If you (choking Clarissa, lightly) don’t then all this will be gone” Jazz lead the way for a all out French kiss. Clarissa laid there feeling refreshed after the hands of Jazz roused the Slut in Clarissa.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 43 Tag Team Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Mmm, even though it was fun to tease those two, I could sure use some sun” the lime green string bikini had been calling her name ever since the first time it was worn. “Okay you will be worn again (still uncomfortable about how much it did not cover) and I shall see (struggling with her barely there wife beater shirt) how.. Oh” the impact of something that wasn’t supposed to be there startled Clarissa. Being blind and tied up in her shirt with her triple S’s leading the way, naked with the full attention of getting some.. “Oh excuse.. Umm (feeling the tightness of her shirt getting tighter).. I would Ooooh (Clarissa’s nipples getting rock hard by the feel of someone sucking on her right tit).. …” Through with things to be said for her pussy like the attention it was getting. “I Ahh.. I Ooo (dry humping the air) OooOoooOoooo.. yesss Ooooh yesss suck on Mmm tit OooohOooohOooohOoooh (slamming her hips forward)” finally getting what her role is in the fabric of this world. The struggling stopped replaced by only the dry humping and the moans coming from so deep inside of her. The feel of someone stretching your tit out till you have two choices shriek in pain or moan in ecstasy. “Ooooh fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuckkking yesssssssss” no longer the need to say when she is cuming cause of the stickiness that washed down both legs. “Yes I want you.. Yes I will (the feel of twin digits proved that this was a woman) eat you OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s own orgasm beat her to the punch. The release of the nipple, the release of the suction just added to her lust for this woman. Being forced backwards, scrambling to not loose her footing. “I.. I want you here (something tripped her, something big, something soft) and now.. I I OooOoooOoooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh (to see a woman dry humping the air without anything between her legs is one of the most beautiful sights in the world)..” Clarissa’s orgasm had transformed her view on things. No longer caring about what others might think butt just about what this one person will think. The smell of a clean shaven pussy wafted from somewhere around, “I want you.. Mmm Mmmm Mmmmmmmmm..” licking the muff that tried to silence her. Eating it so good that only one thing could happen, “Oh my fuckkk, Mmm.. Ooo yes.. Ooooh fuckkk yesss” came from Pixel’s mouth as she drug her throbbing cunt over Clarissa’s tongue. Tonguing the clit to the pussy, sucking the lips once her tongue was fully entrenched in the dark pink hole. Flicking her tongue at the right moment then dragging it back along the back cunt wall. Pixel’s only response was, “Ooooh fuckkking a.. fuckkking a yesssssssss.. … (Trying to hold out till the very end) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” dragging her clit to Clarissa’s bottom teeth, jerking back and forth with nothing else to gain besides orgasms. Seeing as how Pixel has always paid her debts, she focused on the sticky cunt before her. Not waiting to test the waters, not starting with the clit or kissing the lips. Pixel plunged her tongue into the depths of Clarissa’s cunt, fishing for the g-spot that would cause the greatest orgasm. Going so deep inside Clarissa’s slit that the second orgasm had already started before Pixel found what she was looking for. The quick tag brought Clarissa to the biting point brought Clarissa to giving the ultimate orgasm despite the overwhelming amounts of cum that she has caused. “Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm..” with each moan Clarissa’s tongue whipped out there, with each moan Clarissa’s teeth clamped down on the surface of Pixel’s over excited cunt, with each moan Pixel humped Clarissa’s face.
“Told you she is ready.. didn’t I” as the smell of leather wafted into the room. Touching Clarissa’s legs with leathery finesse, “Now you owe me” hearing the gasp of Pixel as the leather clad figure jerked her head up. Their lips mingled, forever changing how Pixel would spend the rest of her collage life. “I think Clarissa should be punished don’t you” pushing Pixel’s head down. “Eating pussy is a skill one that should be learned don’t you think” said the mysterious leather clad figure.

The Summer of Sin [MF] [20M][18F]

Thos starts a little slow, but gets a little kinkier as it goes on…

We’d been dating a long time… Online. We met on MySpace, back when that was a thing. She lived a few states away, but we would text constantly. Everything from life to love to lust. I was smitten with her. She was my on-again/off-again long distance internet girlfriend for a long time before we ever met in person.

I was 20 years old. She just turned 18 a couple months prior. I bought a plane ticket from her city to mine. This girl I’d known only online for all this time would finally be in my arms. I had never been more nervous in my life. When I saw her, it was surreal. She kissed me, and it had a little suction on it to hold me in place. She hugged me tight, and lovingly. We fit together in our hug so perfectly. Our connection was undeniable.