Tag: BDSM

Making a slave wife (F4M, BDSM, NSFW)

I have a vision of my future, as a loving and caring housewife and mother, but also as property of my husband. However, I am not able to let go of my freedom and the feminist views engrained in my brain. I need someone to brainwash me completely.

I need a man to make me his slave. I need him to keep me tied down to a bed, deprived of all my senses. I need him to out noise-cancelling headphones over my ears, to tie a blindfold over my eyes and tape my mouth shut. I want to lie there, knowing I can’t move or scream, being unable to know what’ll happen to me. I then want him to proceed doing whatever he wishes to me – and pushing me over and beyond any and all of my limits. Read more »

The Presidential Suite (BDSM, Fetish, M/s) Part 1

Good day, I have been doing some experimenting with this story for a little while. This is simply the introduction to the story which my goal is to make about 50 ish pages long with about 4 to 5 sex scenes. Any feedback is appreciated. If you guys like it I’ll post the 2nd part (and first sex scene)

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Character List:

Master: Master

me: Slave

Vacation Girl 1: Emily

Vacation Girl 2: Farzana

**The Presidential Suite**

Part 1: Poolside Tactics Read more »

The Breeding Machine: Chapter 5

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

# CHAPTER FIVE: WEEK TWO

We return now to James and Ariana, alone together in their dorm, six days after their first visit to The Breeding Machine. Having recovered from the severe discomfort of the first two days, the pair had much to discuss, and much time in which to discuss it. I should warn you, they appear to have grown more comfortable with each other following their experience. I cannot guarantee they’ll be able to resist each other much longer. But at least the water’s back on.

Ari drops her jeans to her ankles, and turns to her brother whilst lifting up her shirt.

“You joining me?” she smiled, disappearing under her top.

Once of the many things discussed over the last six days was just how comfortable they now felt. Including, but not limited to, how they felt comfortable showering together. Perhaps that they even *liked* the idea. Which is gross, of course. Completely inappropriate! But perhaps not as gross or inappropriate as spreading your legs to your brother, presenting your naked pussy, and having him rub you to orgasm with his shaft, separated only by a thin pair of trunks. By comparison, having a shower together felt quite sober. Read more »

The Breeding Machine: Chapter 4

**[Incest] [Pregnancy risk] [Coercion] [Kidnapping] [Exhibitionism] [Girl / Girl] [Girl / Boy] [DD/LG] [Oral fixation] [Light BDSM] [Interracial]**

# CHAPTER FOUR: THE TRIPLE

The following two days were agony. No food, no water, for two days. A cruel sentence in more ways than one. What we hadn’t considered was that, to enforce the punishment, they’d switched off the water in our en-suite bathroom. We can’t even wash our fucking hands. I think we’d taken pseudo-luxury for granted; Everything could be taken from us in an instant. There was no humanity in this place.

That wasn’t the only thing running through our minds, though. Actually there was something *far* more interesting that transpired just as we’d left that chamber.

This was that encounter:

Stepping through that second door, out of the concrete chamber and into the dimly lit hallway of cells just like our own, we were greeted by a familiar face. *Three* familiar faces, to be exact.

“El… Eloise!?” you gasp, jaw dropping, completely dumbstruck.

“Ariana!” she gawps back. Read more »

The Master, The Apprentice, and The Slave [BDSM]

I can barely see anything under the sack over my head. I’m breathing very quickly as I am still in shock over what has just happened. I was just sitting outside, watching the snow fall when all of a sudden, they threw a bag over my head, grabbed me, tied my wrists, and threw me into their car. I wasn’t even fully dressed yet. I was wearing a pair of faded pink pajamas with a pair of thick socks. I didn’t even have shoes on. I couldn’t see but, whoever was driving was this vehicle, is a very erratic driver, making sure to use plenty of twists and turns when driving. I struggle and yell as my captor drives further and further from my house. Read more »

Luna the Cumslut [Fsub][Mdom][Brat][Teasing][Bondage][Spanking][Flogging][Edging][Anal][CNC]

Luna was lying on the bed, nervously blushing as Kris ties her legs tightly with long red rope. She whimpers as he ties the rope into a knot, pulling her legs tightly together, keeping Luna from escaping. He then moves up to her arms and begins to tie her arms behind her back as she begins to squirm. However, Kris’ grip on her was so strong that she didn’t really get very far. Slowly, Kris finishes tying her chest, running is fingers through her hair, he ties the last knot and looks down at his bound prize.

“Master…….Why are you doing this?” she whines.

“Doing what, Lunes?”

“THIS!” she cries. “Why are you tying me up?”

Kris responds, “Because, I know you want this.”

Her eyes widen and her blood runs cold as she hears this. She hides her face in the bed, trying not to face Kris. She had been trying to hide her kinky feelings from him.

“What? Why would I want to be tied up? I have no idea what you are talking!” she claims.

Kris calmly says, “You don’t have to hide this side of yourself anymore. I found your BDSM book and if this is what you want, then my little slave, I’ll deliver.” Read more »

Yes, Master | [Fsub][Mdom][M/f][Roleplay][Bondage][Restraints][Domination][Spanking][Flogging][Teasing][Sex]

I had gotten home from work early and was just sitting on my couch. My day hadn’t been busy, I just waiting for my boyfriend to come home. We have been dating for about three years and recently, I had moved into his house. We enjoyed each other and I always felt safe around him. He is a very caring person and he makes me very happy. I love him so much, I would do anything for him.

Suddenly, the door opens and Kris walks through the door. I greet him like a puppy who’s master had just returned. I say, “Kris, welcome home baby.” I hug him tightly and he does the same. However, he says in a tired voice, “Hi Luna, it’s great to see you.” I know something is wrong. I pull him over to the couch and ask, “What’s wrong baby, you sound sad.” He answer, “Nothing Lunes, I’m just a little tired and stressed out right now.” Kris works at a very popular outlet mall and he usually has to deal with entitled customers who constantly give him shit, as he tries to keep his cool. I feel bad for him. He’s too precious to have to deal with fuckwads like that. Read more »

On Display at a Swingers Party [group][swingers]

From time to time we like to attend private swingers parties. They’re a fun way to play with others without the wining and dining part. We learned about this one from a couple that was interested in us, and we took them up on the offer to meet.

The party was held in a large house (not quite a mansion, but big, nice and clean). The theme was for the night was “kink” but really it wasn’t a hardcore kink crowd so much as swingers, some of whom get a bit kinky. Some folks were sporting some leather, but nothing crazy.

We arrived fashionably late and the crowd was pretty good. Nothing worse than getting there early and everyone is being awkward. People were mingling and flirting – checking out the women who were dressed to attract attention. The action hadn’t really started, but here and there some couples were starting to get busy and everyone was feeling good.

We stashed our booze and I went with Ann to change into her party attire. Since it was a kink party, I asked that she wear her collar, a short leather skirt (no panties) and a fishnet top that let her lovely nipples poke through the materials. She was definitely going to get some attention. I was dressed in black jeans, grey t-shirt and black shoes. Read more »

First Anal Training (MF, BDSM, Anal, submissive training)

She was wearing a thin sundress just as she had been instructed when she heard the sound of his keys turning the lock on the door that currently kept them apart. She was kneeling in the entry way, just as she had been since he had texted her saying that he was on his way home from work. Sometimes it took hours for him to come home, and sometimes only 15 minutes, but today wasn’t a day that she wanted to play with fire and wait until she heard the keys to dive into position. No, today was the day that he was going to start training her ass. Today, he’d announced that morning that it was a red day, a service and training day, a day in which all rules were to be followed to the absolute letter.

Red days were somewhat rare, usually happening only once or twice a week due to the level of restriction placed on her during them, but whenever they happened, there was a goal in mind. The night before, they’d re-evaluated her hard and soft limits, and she’d finally moved anal training from soft into allowed training. His reaction had been calm, as it was an adult discussion that was meant to be separated from carrying out the roles, but his care and sweetness for the rest of the night showed her just how happy he was. Read more »

The Date (part 2/2) [MF, rough, spanking, bdsm]

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy… Feedback very welcome!

[Part 1 here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h0za05/the_date_part_12_mf_rough_spanking_bdsm/)

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I spin on my heels and walk out to the bathroom, putting my cock away and leaving you on your knees wondering what I’m doing. Did I bring rope? A paddle? Nipple clamps? The possibilities rush through your mind. The truth was more mundane. Earlier I’d noticed a pair of plush bathrobes hanging behind the bathroom door. I pull the belts out of their loops and walk back to where you’re waiting, loosely swinging the belts in my fingers as I stand over you. “Stand up,” I say, quietly.

You’re slightly relieved to see what I’m holding and grin as you shake your head. “No,” you say. Your tone is full brat now, full defiance, fully daring me to take what I want from you. I feel a surge of happiness wash over me and I have to stop myself from grinning.

“Up,” I say again, this time more forcefully.

You hesitate until I’m just about to grab you, and then you slowly get to your feet. Your face is defiant, but your excited eyes are asking me to take control. Read more »