Tag: BDSM

Teacher’s pet [MF][sub dom][BDSM]

Hey this is my first erotic story and I’m a bit nervous about sharing it but it was really fun to write although it was hard not to take breaks haha , hope you guys like it. It’s pretty softcore BDSM but if you like it I’ll do an other chapter and go a bit darker! I definetly have plenty of ideas.

P.S sorry in advance for any spelling mistaques english is not my first language.

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Chapter 1

He seemed like a nice guy. Maybe he’d escaped the curse of being a handsome arsehole. The other girls in my class did like to look at him and laugh at all his jokes, even the shitty ones but he never seemed very impresssed by them. He laughed and smiled back to be polite but like any self respecting person he was not impressed by the panderings of a circle of turnip brained groupies with piercingly fake laughs and fashion that would fit right in to the 2000s. That is obviously not a compliment, and you can probably tell by now that I do not like pathetic girl groups who fluster themselves at any opportunity for male attention. Read more »

Mia’s Training Part 2: “You Can Fuck Them, Sir.” [MF][BDSM]

**[Background] Mia’s Training Part 1:** (See profile for this story’s Part I /r/eroticliterature link… It doesn’t allow you to directly share it here for whatever reason…)

**Note:** *We have safety words, etc. to ensure everything is consensual. I’m not responsible if you do something immoral, illegal, or manipulative, this is just a fun shared kink between us, blah, blah, blah. Read Part I for more information.*

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The aftermath of our session drained any last hint of normality from Mia. Dominance, submission, roleplaying, and discipline metamorphosed into a standard part of our shared sex life. Mia made it clear through word and deed that the thought of obeying an assertive, dominant, taller, and stronger man would make her cum her little slutty brains out. And I made sure she was personally fucking, obeying, and getting me off anytime we had the chance.

The sweet innocence Mia’s 18-year-old personality and body implied before her parents, friends, and the world was now nothing but a façade. My corruptible little thing was quickly taught how to properly display herself before me, suck my cock, and be my personal little whore. I teased her that failing to do so properly would immediately result in various forms of punishment. She was generally good at learning. But the fact that she was still newly sexually active ensured that she would fail often. And I made sure I did not refrain from giving her what she deserved. Read more »

[M]y [F]amily Trip to Hawaii – Part 5 The A[F]termath

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/eg8fli/my_family_trip_to_hawaii/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egjqr4/my_family_trip_to_hawaii_part_2/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egvnfa/my_family_trip_to_hawaii_part_3/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ehg9gk/my_family_trip_to_hawaii_part_4/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

This one is a bit more lengthy like my other post’s but its the last entry from this string of events so I hope you enjoy it!

My sister inlaw and her husband live in the same city as us so we see them quite frequently, however after a trip like that we all needed some time away from each other. After a week or so we fell back in to our routines of working 9-5s, movies on cheap tuesday and more or less scheduled Friday night sex.

My wife and I have been together for a while so we, like most couples, have incorporated toys and light bdsm in to our sex lives. My wife loves to be tied up, fucked by me with a dildo or vibrator, or even just some spanking with a paddle.

So we are back in to our routines and our first couple weeks back to work were hectic for both of us. Safe to say we were looking towards Friday night. We get to Friday and decide to have a nice dinner and actually use the dining room table. We are enjoying our normal small talk when out of left field my wife says “Did you know that I can squirt?” I choked on my pasta. Read more »

Bet Me [MF Exhib, Burgeoning BDSM]

[Note: There isn’t a ton of sex in the first two chapters as this is just beginning. This will be the start of a BDSM relationship.]

Chapter One

I work as an independent contractor, usually from the comfort of my own home. I enjoy my job, the self reliance, answering to no one but myself, having to build something from nothing. In fact, if I were to describe myself in a few words, there is no doubt in my mind that the first term I would use would be ‘fiercely independent’. It’s a point of pride. I have tried more traditional jobs when I was younger but I couldn’t cut it. Anything to do with authority, even simple things, made something inside of me react dramatically. I had a natural and thriving instinct for rebellion, if even just out of spite.

This is how I knew myself, for as long as I can remember. I scoffed at doting partners and timid people pleasers. Not because I thought myself better but because I couldn’t fathom that perspective. That was until a few months ago. Since the events I’m about to describe to you, I would’ve bet my left leg that there was no part of me that ached to please. That begged to be dominated. That could be so addicted to someone. Read more »

Bet Me [MF Exhib] Ch. 1/2

[Note: There isn’t a ton of sex in the first two chapters as this is just beginning. This will be the start of a BDSM relationship.]

Chapter One

I work as an independent contractor, usually from the comfort of my own home. I enjoy my job, the self reliance, answering to no one but myself, having to build something from nothing. In fact, if I were to describe myself in a few words, there is no doubt in my mind that the first term I would use would be ‘fiercely independent’. It’s a point of pride. I have tried more traditional jobs when I was younger but I couldn’t cut it. Anything to do with authority, even simple things, made something inside of me react dramatically. I had a natural and thriving instinct for rebellion, if even just out of spite.

This is how I knew myself, for as long as I can remember. I scoffed at doting partners and timid people pleasers. Not because I thought myself better but because I couldn’t fathom that perspective. That was until a few months ago. Since the events I’m about to describe to you, I would’ve bet my left leg that there was no part of me that ached to please. That begged to be dominated. That could be so addicted to someone. Read more »

Exposed Summer, Part 2: Sex On The Beach [mf][BDSM][Mdom][Exhibitionism]

*Read part one [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/egwpmy/exposed_summer_mfmdomlight_exhibitionism/).*

**Part 2**

I watched Sara’s young body trot it’s way out of the bedroom and into the adjacent shower. Shortly after the sound of running water filled the hypnotic silence and I got up and went to the shower as well.

The tiled room was well lit and now full of thick steam clouds. Somewhere in this fog Sara’s tiny naked body was lurking. Faced towards the shower, only her wet hair and the back of her shoulders were peaking over the steam. I watched the thousands of tiny water droplets crash against her hot skin, bounce off her body, roll down her smooth curves. Her eyes were closed, her muscles relaxed, her head was leaning back. It felt as if she is having a very intimate moment while just standing there, letting the soft touch of the water explore her. She could make something as mundane as taking a shower feel sexy.

I stepped forward as if to steal a moment of her intimacy with the shower, I placed my hands on her waist and planted a soft kiss on her neck. Naturally I got hard again watching her so it was pressing against her butt as well. She purred in response, spun around and dropped to her knees. I grabbed her and pulled her back up to her feet. Read more »

Mia’s Training Part 1: “I’ve Been A Very Bad Girl, Sir.” [MF][BDSM]

Greetings, /r/eroticliterature.

I’m a non-monogamous, dominant, and straight male with multiple current female partners. But it would not be an exaggeration to state that one of them has predominately given me my favorite moments. This is my story on how I turned a meek girl who grew up in a conservative Mormon family into my own kinky, submissive, and wild fucktoy.

My relationship with her dates back to my junior year in college.

One of my elective courses had a clearly shy *—* and busty, despite her, perhaps, *intentions* to hide her assets with loose clothing— 18-year-old freshmen student whose name was Mia. She had great brown eyes/hair, was 5’2″, meek, shy, petite, and yet somehow still busty, all characteristics that greatly aroused me. Innocent looking too. She hit all of my particular kinks. I love the innocent types. The girls who are cute-looking, sexually inexperienced, and eager to learn.

It turns out she fitted that archetype to a mold. Read more »

Mia’s Training Part 1: “I’ve Been A Very Bad Girl, Sir.” [MF]

Greetings, /r/gonewildstories.

I’m a non-monogamous, dominant, and straight male with multiple current female partners. But it would not be an exaggeration to state that one of them has predominately given me my favorite moments. This is my story on how I turned a meek girl who grew up in a conservative Mormon family into my own kinky, submissive, and wild fucktoy.

My relationship with her dates back to my junior year in college.

One of my elective courses had a clearly shy *—* and busty, despite her, perhaps, *intentions* to hide her assets with loose clothing— 18-year-old freshmen student whose name was Mia. She was 5’2″, meek, shy, petite, and yet somehow busty, all characteristics within her that greatly aroused me. Innocent looking too. She hit all of my particular kinks. I love the innocent types. The girls who are cute-looking, sexually inexperienced, and eager to learn.

It turns out she fitted that archetype to a mold. Read more »

Mia’s Training Part 1: “I’ve Been A Very Bad Girl, Sir.” [mf][Mdom][bdsm][Str8]

Greetings, /r/SexyStories.

I’m a non-monogamous (dominant) guy with multiple current partners. But it would not be an exaggeration to state that one of them has predominately given me my favorite moments. This is my story on how I turned a meek girl who grew up in a conservative Mormon family into my own kinky, submissive, and wild fucktoy.

My relationship with her dates back to my junior college year.

One of my elective courses had a clearly shy *—* and busty, despite her, perhaps, *intentions* to hide her assets with loose clothing— 18-year-old freshmen student whose name was Mia. She was 5’2″, meek, shy, petite, and yet somehow busty, all characteristics within her that greatly aroused me. Innocent looking too. She hit all of my particular kinks. I love the innocent types. The girls who are cute-looking, sexually inexperienced, and eager to learn.

And it turns out she was. Mia related to me that she grew up in a strict conservative Mormon family. Premarital sex, threesomes, BDSM, and the like were all taught to be abominations. Her father was a church elder. Her mother was a dutiful follower of Joseph Smith, Brigham Young, Russell Nelson, and the broader Mormon church. What a mistake for her parents to send her off to a secular university. Mia soon related to me that she had secretly grown antagonistic towards the church. “The hypocrisies, the lies, the *bullshit*.” You couldn’t write up a better type for me to erotically explore with. Read more »

It was all so innocent (gay, BDSM, blkmale)

Part 1: All So Innocent All So Innocent…. It started innocently enough. My wife had told me about alt.com, a web site for adults who liked to indulge in bondage, role playing. Etc. We met in the S&M scene in DC years ago and she was way more active than I and after kids, had grown tired of it entirely. Needing an account to view the other profiles, I created a Gmail account and then came up with what I thought was a clever and used “neil4owner” for the Alt account name. It played with my submissive curiosity, and was available. Mostly I watched the uploaded pictures and videos, thinking how brave (foolish?) those posters were…as I tossed off at the images. Sometimes I’d watch a live web cam…but never commented, until one day I was watching this hot shemale playing with her cock and tits, getting me all kinds of hot. I messaged her that she was getting me so hard..and to my amazement, she messaged back asking to see it. I’m not embarrassed to say that, even approaching 50, I keep myself in shape. 5’8″ 165 lbs and shaved clean below the waist, at the request of the Mrs. But I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t want to take a picture with my phone…worked owned that..all I had was my cam. So, after a tiny bit of prodding from her…I turned on my cam and showed her my bulge. She just laughed and messaged me to “Show me that fucking cock!” Thrown just slightly by her tone…and unable to move, I felt my knees get weak…and I lowered my pants…and underwear, showing her my cock. It was thrilling. I looked at myself and saw how hard and rigid I looked on cam…just my cock. No face. She asked me to jerk off…telling me to think about sucking on her cock. I touched myself, while she slowly messaged her dripping cock. We just got off on each other and I was about to cum when suddenly I realized that somebody else was watching me. When I opened my camera for her…I was also opening my cam up for anyone else who wanted to watch. First 2, then 3 people watched my hard cock. All were older than my 49 years and they started to chat with me. “So bitch, anyone own you?” “Nice cock faggot” “Anyone breed that ass yet, bitch?” And at their comments I came as hard as I had ever cum. Now satiated, I closed my cam and the web pages as fast as I could, while trying to not drip cum all over the computer. I tried to distance myself from what had just happened. Why did I get off so hard at their verbal humiliation? I took a shower and tried to get back to life. It was fun, but it’s over. I thought. The next morning I received an email from an account I didn’t recognize. And it was from an Alt.com member. It read, in part, “Nice show yesterday Faggot. Did you enjoy showing off your little clit for us?” I was stunned. And I was hard. “I’ve been looking for somebody to play with on cam. You’re it, bitch.” My hard-on was hurting, straining. “When you get this, log-on. I’ll be around. You’re going to perform for me.” I sat there for at least 20 minutes. Reading and re-reading his (I assumed) email. I was home along. After 25 minutes, I signed back in, and rejoined the chat sessions. Within five minutes, he messaged me. “I knew you’d be here slut. Did your clitty get hard when you read my email.” I just stared at his messaged. And then I answered honestly. “yes.” He seemed to enjoy that. “That’s right. Turn your fucking cam on. NOW! Your mic too!” My heart sunk…and my cock was as hard as it had ever been in its life. I was helpless to resist. I opened my cam, and he immediately joined. “Lose the clothes little faggot! Now! Nothing but your white pussy flying in the breeze” Hastily I stripped down and soon I was sitting at my desk nude, my cam pointed at my cock and balls. “Put your feet up on your desk. I wanna see that pussy up close.” Shifting forward I did as ordered. It was exhilarating. I was doing what someone, a man no less, wanted. Anything he wanted. I felt so slutty. Pre-cum dribbled out my cock. “So, think you’re gonna cum?” he messaged. I started to message back that I was, and he messaged me to just say it. The microphone. I had forgotten. “Yes, I think I’m going to cum.” I said. “Why”, he messaged. “Huh, faggot, why?” I sat for what felt like hours, but less than a minute later, he messaged me again. “Tell me why, or I’m leaving now.” Without thinking twice, I shouted out, “Because you make me feel like a slut and whore and I think that’s really what I am.” “Excellent.” He messaged. “Cum for me now and lick it off your fingers, bitch! And for the life of me, I did. After I settled down, he messaged me one last time for the day. And it would change my life. “Well done faggot. You’ve confirmed that I choose my bitch well. And you are now my bitch.” Then, as if pronouncing sentencing he continued, by using my full name. I was stunned. How? “I knew you were ripe for the taking. You were so easy. Do you have any idea what’s on the wall behind you?” I went beet red. My technical certification was hanging on the wall behind my head the whole time. With my full name and chapter. “I own you now, bitch. You’ll do what I want, when I want. I recorded the whole sordid debauchery and anyone who knows you will know it’s you. And the best part? We don’t live 35 minutes apart. Rest, bitch, but know that one piece at a time, I’ll own every part of you. Ta ta.” I was trapped. All I could do was wait and see if it would all blow over. ——————– Questions/Comments? Please email: neilspankme@gmail.com Read more »