Tag: BDSM

[F] Me ranting about being a switch

Everyone who has even one kink has probably heard of the BDSM tests you can take online. Once you take these magical tests the all-wise internet tells you what you like in bed.

I personally I have taken these tests many times as I have explored my sexuality. The first time I took the test I was around 15 years old. I had a big crush on a sexy co-worker and all I knew was I wanted to be dominated. At the time I found a song that encaptured how I felt. Anyone ever heard of the song Closer by Nine Inch Nails? Yeah… I felt that way. Looking back that is super cringy but hey, everyone was super horny and crazed at that age. Unfortunately, I don’t have the results from that first test anymore. But if I remember right, I was submissive and very vanilla.

The next test was probably a year later. I had a crush on a boy in one of my clubs and a 30 year old co-worker. Still wanted to be dominated by them but at the same time I was gaining confidence. I figured out that I wanted to be the reason they came. I wanted to be skilled enough to push them over the edge. *Disclaimer: I never slept with any of these people.* My next test revealed I like being dominant too and a bit of ageplay in there. Read more »

The new girl. [BDSM] [Extreme] [M/ff]

My name is Lacy and I’m in a full time TPE relationship with my Master, so he has total control over me. He keeps me at home and I usually spend most of my time taking care of the house. Doing my chores, cooking, cleaning, tidying, things of that nature. We have a session together about a couple times a week. They can get very intense. He often brings other men to rape me and I’m always left feeling completely used and ‘broken’ at the end of each session. I’d like to tell you about the last one.

It happened last Sunday. After completing my cleaning for the day, he told me to strip and to prepare my cuffs. He restrained my arms tightly behind my back and cuffed my ankles together so I could only take short steps. Then he told me that I was going to be gagged very strictly. A couple of panties were crammed inside my mouth, filling up my cheeks and almost touching the back of my throat as he pushed all of it inside me. Duct tape was wrapped over my lips and around my head several times to seal the panties in so I couldn’t spit them out. A leather hood went on next. It covered my entire head except for around my eyes and nose, applying quite a lot of constant pressure. He laced it up very tight and it pressed my jaw closed. This made the panties in my mouth feel even bigger and I almost melted because it made me feel so helpless. Read more »

Unexpected Threesome [FFM]

Tim and Sam had been together for over 2 years. Tim was 26, and Sam was 27. They had always been very open with each other when it came to sex. They always shared what they liked, didn’t like, wanted to try, wouldn’t try, and their kinks. They had done many kinky things while being together in their 2 years so far. One thing they had not done was add another person into the mix. Tim has said he would want to have a threesome with Sam and another woman, and would be open to the possibility of a MMF threesome. Sam was interested in MMF threesome but was only slightly interested in FFM threesome.

Sam had been with a woman in her college days, but she was a pillow princess and never ate her partner out. Tim was straight and had never been with more than one woman at a time. Sam liked the thought of a threesome, but stated many times to Tim, that she was not actually interested in having one. She did not want to share Tim with anyone and was worried that having a threesome would affect their strong relationship. Read more »

Fantasy that gets off the wife. [MFF].

My wife is really into submission and humiliation. This is our recent fantasy that she used to play with herself while at work.

Disclaimer: Contains strong elements of degradation, humiliation and BDSM. This is a fantasy which she approves of. She is 5’10”. Brunette. C cups. Looks a little like Katy Perry.

‘A typical day in the life of a Filthy CumWhore’

You will kneel in the corner of a dingy motel room with your hands crossed behind your back. You will whimper slightly around the panties balled up in your mouth. you are naked, collared and plugged. To me, your master, you are nothing but a wet hole to house my cock in and to pump full of my cum.

You will wait endlessly when I tell you to get on your knees. I like to make you wait. I also like to make you pay for the room. You will always dress like a prostitute and pay in cash. You will use an alias name when checking in for our sessions. (I will decide that name soon) This is to remind you that you are my whore.

It will be ten o’clock. On a Tuesday morning. Read more »

Breaking Ashley (BDSM/MASO)

It’s ridiculously hot for June. The weatherman said it was supposed to be mild today, but the Georgia sun bares down on me as I walk the dusty dirt road behind Mr. Reed’s farm. My cut off jean shorts and my bra, buried under my loose tank top, are soaked with sweat. I guess I should have tried to get a ride from someone, but that would have taken time and Mr. Reed doesn’t like it when I’m late for our meetings, especially since we have to plan them carefully so that we don’t get caught.

A lot of people know what I do and Mr. Reed, being a proper man in town, doesn’t want gossip. No one cares what poor white trash like me gets up to, but the hoity toity would have a cow if they knew I was consorting with one of their own. It was one thing to be a common whore, but the whole town knows my Pa has been selling me off for a dime since I was old enough to drive. That kind of sinfulness scares them, and Mr. Reed is a church going man. He doesn’t want his reputation tarnished by the town whore. Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 25 Hidden Gem Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“What am I doing” ducking in the moaning room. “It’s not like he is going to take me seriously” slumping over to catch her reflection in the window. “Unless..” after a few minutes of stripping out of her clothes Clarissa reached into her purse. Letting out a big sigh, “..this works” using her reflection once again to dawn the mood swing lipstick that was wrapped in a note. “Will look at that note after (catching her reflection in her new clothes).. I’ll leave the tie to complete the look” Clarissa chuckled as she headed for the door. “Ok, Clarissa here goes” giving herself a short pep talk before entering the news office again. “No one is looking? Cum on now seeing a girl with all this (after making some crazy hand gestures, one reporter was headed her way)..” “Excuse me” as he shuffled on by. “..What? How? Why.. I thought if I wore these clothes then I would..” being interrupted one more time. “Excuse me cuming through.. oh and if you’re planning on seeing the boss, well ah he is on the war path” the reporter mentioned in passing.
Staring down the Chief Editors door, “I can do this (still thinking she had something to adjust before entering the dragon’s den) I can do..” Entering her bosses office was a lot less scary then she thought, even having him put her on hold with a wave of his finger. “Blah blah blah, yes what do you want” Raz said clearly not interested in the conversation he was having. “You see I found this article and I was wondering.. couldIstartitagain” those words came tumbling out of her mouth. “Yes. I said yes..” he started butt that was all she needed to hear. “Now what did you want!” Raz turned butt Clarissa was gone, “Some times I feel like a under paid babysitter!” The sound of papers hitting the wall resounded through the reporters section.
The bang on the door grew louder by the second, “Ahh, I’m cuming.. well not anymore thank you..” the last part being a whisper as Angie sucked her girl juice’s from her fingers. Hearing the locks unlock, seeing the handle start to turn, busting through the door. Clarissa tackled Angie, still wearing the tie, the stockings, the Teddy and even her heels. Catching Angie totally off guard as her skinny ass hit the ground. Clarissa went for the passionate kiss right away, groping her double D’s with one hand and jacking Angie’s ass with the other. “We (smooch) need (biting Angie’s lower lip) to (going for a sloppy kiss) cele(lips starting to drift down)brate” Clarissa said in between kisses. Before Angie could confirm anything Clarissa’s lips tagged hers. “Ohh (hips bucking) fuckkk Mmm Mmmm.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa massaging Angie’s asshole, tongue plunged into Angie’s sweet sweet depts. Sucking on Angie’s clit as more orgasms came tumbling down. Each one being timed perfectly with the depth of Clarissa’s tongue, the flick at the end, the forceful way Clarissa’s tongue glided along the roof of Angie’s pussy. “Ohh fuckkk yeaaa yeaaaaaa Mmmmmmmmm” never before has anybody massaged Angie’s asshole the way Clar is. Wanting to grab her head, force her back up to her lips butt at the same time force her to keep on licking, plunging and massaging her asshole. Clutching her legs, pulling on her tits, “You’re such a fucking (stomach tightened up) bitc(hips bucking hard)h Ooooh fuckkk yesssssssss Ooooh (feeling the pressure) fuck you Mmm Mmmm fuckkk.. (the feeling of ecstasy filling her bum) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie moaned. “Fuck girl (kissing Clarissa) you definitely know how to get me to cum” shaking the Aftershock away as the cum seeps out.

[Group] My girlfriend and I meet another couple online.

Selina and I had spent weeks unpacking over our threesome with Ben (for that story, read here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ft8ypb/mfm_my_first_threesome_and_the_beginning_of_a/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share )
A door had opened for us and we were in a whole new world. Our dirty talk regularly featured the inclusion of other people we knew in our day to day life. We would talk about what our dynamic was. We agreed we weren’t a cuckold couple. A stag and vixen may be more apt but in the end what we settled on was that we were swingers. It turned us both on seeing the other interacting with someone new and having done it for real now we knew it wasn’t just idle fantasy but a legitimate fetish. Naturally we wanted to explore it more.

Craigslist had proven unsuccessful at finding a new man or woman to invite to play. However a man who lived in the apartment down the hall evidently recognized Selina in the picture we posted and that was funny lol
In my search I stumbled accross a swinger’s social site for our area (we lived in a major metropolitan area). It was a combination chat room/message board for people to meet and share stories and arrange encounters. It was there that I connected to Kim and Scott. Read more »

My Sister Lizzy Part 6 [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

 “What the fuck is going on here, why are you two naked and where is Lizzy?”
If anything could make it worse Lizzy came down the stairs at just that moment, oh yeah she of course was also naked.

“I’m going to ask you again why are the three of you naked?
Is there any explanation that you think I’ll buy into?”

Both of them wanted to grab the comforters that were on the couch to cover themselves.
I told them stay there and not to worry about being naked.
For the first time in my life I saw Lizzy at a loss for words.
Dave wasn’t much better.

After a few moments of silence I spoke up and said to Steve 
“Shut the fuck up it’s none of your business.
What are you doing here anyways and how did you get in?
I know for a fact that the doors were locked.”

Steve reached into his pocket and took out a single loose key.
“I made a copy from your mom’s key chain when she loaned me her car.” He said. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 4 [BDSM, M/f, NC, Reluc]

*Part 4! I’ve been so encouraged (and turned on) by your comments and PMs. Thanks for following along. I’ve decided that this will be the second-to-last part of this series. I hope you enjoy. As always, PMs are open!*

When my eyes snapped open, I immediately felt my pussy flood. I had training to thank for that. My heightened sense of arousal was a discomfort sometimes, but more often than not, a welcome gift. Today, I hoped it would serve me well. I resisted the temptation to rub my swollen bud, but I knew not to. Cumming was a privilege, not a right, as I understood that my body is not my own. I sighed frustratedly, resigning to be content with a fantasy of what my day would entail.

The auction. I had achieved the institution’s highest standards and have been labeled and processed as a sex slave to be sold to the highest bidder tonight, male or female. Secretly, I hoped for a male. Nothing could compare to the feeling of being impaled on a real cock that moved and came within whatever hole a master chose. I bit my lip at the thought. I had no say in the matter, of course, as my opinion is as worthless as me, but a slave could dream. Read more »

Sabrina: The Story of a Sex Slave PART 3 [BDSM, M/f, Reluc, NC]

*Part 3! Thank you all for following along and providing your feedback. I hope you enjoy it! As always, PMs open!*

When I heard the jangle of keys outside of my cell, I knew what to do. On my knees, thighs spread, arms at my side and tits out. I scrambled to get in Position One before Nathaniel had a reason to punish me. 

My new life was not what I expected, but it had its appeals. I had given up on fighting it weeks ago when training first began. I was almost disappointed that I would soon be sold, away from the institution and Nathaniel. But I was hesitant to begin today. In the recent past, my training hadn’t been so extreme. Some endurance, some anal, some deepthroating, but nothing I found particularly challenging. I had been praised for my sensitivity and tight pussy and eagerness to please, but scolded often due to a distaste for anal and gagging on cock. At the thought, I winced as my black and blue ass pressed into my heels. I had been punished harshly the other day when I refused Geoffrey’s cock due to a sore throat. I suffered dearly for that. Read more »