Zarla has been a brat to her master Shadow all day, now he has to punish her for it.
Full Story available at [https://archiveofourown.org/works/18876709](https://archiveofourown.org/works/18876709)
Tag: BDSM
[M]y Wi[F]e Lucy Gives Me A Hall Pass
Hi again another story for you all, Disclaimer first though no Lucy action in this one. As some of you regular readers may know, I’ve returned to education to pursue a postgraduate masters. I’m away from home three nights a week and Lucy has told me to live the ‘college life’, easier said than done I’m afraid when your a married guy in your late 30s but who am I to look a gift horse in the mouth. Now I’m no stranger to sleeping with other women besides Lucy, but ever time Lucy has been the initial instigator. So after a couple false starts and missed opportunity I was finally able to make use of my ‘hall pass’ with my young classmate Chloe.
Chloe was the youngest in our small group at around 23 or 24, she was tall, slim, small breasted, tight lil ass and covered in tattoos, piercings and resting bitchface. Her thick black hair framed her porcelain face and she always wore a pair of thick black framed glasses with a bright coloured lipstick to top off her badass don’t mess with me style. Every outfit was accompanied with leather and/or biker boots, a mix of biker chick, goth, punk rocker and Rosa Diaz all rolled into one. She wasn’t my usual type, however she had this allure to her that I couldn’t resist. Heads turned when she walked passed, she was intimidating and guys turned into little boys when they tried approached her and she knew it.
Earning Those Words (MFf, BDSM, Coerced/non-con, Facefuck)
I had told you to wait kneeling before leaving you in the bedroom dressed in nothing but stockings and a latex collar. I returned a few minutes later, dressed in trousers and a shirt, alongside a woman. She wore a corset, black with lace trim, and black high heels.
A look of uncertainty crosses your face again. I’d talked you into trying this but we both knew you only said yes to please me. I was going to make sure you did everything to make me happy. You’d passed the point of no return.
I walked over and sat on the bed leaving you kneeling in front of me before starting to unzip my trousers. “Look at me” I tell you as you hear the click of high heels walking slowly to stand behind you.
As I pull my hard cock out you feel Her hands on your body. One up the back of your neck into your hair. The other traces down across your shoulder towards your breasts. Her hand starts teasing your nipple as Her other slowly guides your head forwards towards my cock, gently forcing your lips around me.
Untitled (MF, BDSM)
“Kneel”, he said, as she entered the room, gesturing towards a velvet pillow near his feet. Her eyes met his as she walked towards it, her tights rubbing together under her mid length black skirt. She knelt, eyes not leaving his penetrating gaze. “Good girl.” he said laying his hand atop her head. This simple gesture brought a wave of warmth through her body, and her eyes dropped level with the bulge already forming in his rugged blue jeans. Suddenly, her head snapped back, as he pulled her hair so her eyes met his again. “Not yet, sweet girl.” He smiled, but it didn’t touch his eyes. “Who are you?” his tone took on an air of command and she knew tonight wasn’t the time for teasing him with her answer. “I’m your slut, sir.”, she replied. He smiled again, bigger this time, and his blue eyes sparkled in the dim light. They stayed like that for a few moments, just looking into each other, the knowledge between them that this was exactly where the other wanted, needed, to be. Keeping one hand firmly atop her head, he used his other to unzip his fly. “Only a taste for now, baby girl, I’ve much more planned for tonight.” She greedily took his cock into her mouth, moaning at the taste that she’d missed so much in their time apart. She felt his grip relax as her tongue teased the underside of his length. A soft exhale escaped his lips as she explored him, and just as he was getting to his full length, he pulled her hair back to lead her mouth away from him. She stuck her lip out in protest, he pinched it playfully, and reminded her that more was to come.
Kinky Advent 24/24 [F] [Bi] [bdsm]
I got a collar for Christmas! Or rather a promise for one that my Dom and I will be choosing together. I’m still a little overwhelmed by the thought of finally being able to wear a visible sign for the connection me and my Dom are sharing, that this little advent adventure definitely helped to enhance.
I have to admit the last couple of weeks were intense, with a good measure of fun and excitement but also nervousness and uncertainty at some points. And let’s not forget about the constant arousal and horniness. ?
Seeing how much time, devotion, creativity and consideration went into creating this advent calendar I wasn’t sure I would be able to fulfill all the tasks to my Dom’s full satisfaction – which of course turned out to be true. As some of the assignments were surely a bit harder for me or took more effort than others my Dom seemed more disappointed when I just let some details slip, not posting on time or tried to negotiate demands and bypass some of the regulations. The punishments I got for the collected slips are something that I definitely will remember. As a masochist who can take her fair share of pain without flinching my Dom managed to really set the tone for the punishment spankings and whippings and got me into a mindset where I was really feeling I needed to be disciplined and atone for not following the rules. And being ordered to assume some of the mentioned positions truly helped with that.
The effect the position practice had on me was fascinating although the thought of position training was always very intriguing to me. Picturing myself in front of my Dom offering myself to him in a position like ‘Nadu’ really made me feel like I could truly submit to him despite my rebellious and bratty nature. That’s something I would love to explore more and incorporate in our future play sessions.
The most fun was had with the wax play, the body writing and the stripping in the changing room including that posting pictures of the fulfilled tasks totally caters to my exhibitionistic side. I also really enjoyed the dress regulations although I was shy to try it at first.
Something I’m very grateful for is that I got back to writing regularly. A side effect I want to keep and use in other parts of my life.
I’m so happy about how things turned out and also proud of myself for pushing some of my limits especially in the sense of wanting to be more obedient and submit more often than not.
Christmas Erotica MF/Msub/Gentle Femdom
Hi there!
I’m not much of an avid writer, but here’s my first attempt at erotica.
Please don’t judge, I did this just for fun, and to hopefully make people feel good during the stressful holidays.
This erotica contains elements of BDSM stuff and all of that “jazz”
Ignore the various star wars hints. Enjoy, and Merry Christmas!
The Prison [Gay, BDSM]
A man must learn how to survive in a twisted prison where sexual perversion is common place.
These stories are hosted on my own website:
[Chapter One](https://thebawdypen.com/Reader?title=Prison_Chap1)
[Chapter Two](https://thebawdypen.com/Reader?title=Prison_Chap2)
[Chapter Three](https://thebawdypen.com/Reader?title=Prison_Chap3)
Summer’s Torment : Part III : Thrice Before (F) taken by a group of mercenaries ( M) (BDSM, bondage, anal, cumplay, forced orgasm )
Edit: [NC]
Part III : Thrice Before
*Summer was sleeping in bed next to her roommate Kate back in college. Tonight was the night Kate was going to invite her boyfriend over, Summer remembered. Gosh! She thought to herself. Last time he came all they did was moaned. Kate didn’t seem to care whether Summer was awake or sound asleep. Kate was getting fucked while being tied up. Her boyfriend came over late at night, as Summer was already in bed. She could hear them giggling and laughing, while undressing. She heard the ball gag being put in Kate’s mouth as she gargled his cum, she heard the sound of wet pussy juice slopping against Kate’s vulva as her boyfriend inserted his vibrator into her, she heard slapping sounds, and she heard Kate scream like they were the only one living in the entire apartment building. Most importantly, she heard Kate’s orgasm. Kate would draw a long moan each time her pussy trembled from the massive orgasms she would have.*
Summer’s Torment : A volunteer (F) taken by a group of mercenaries ( M)(BDSM, bondage, anal, cumplay, forced orgasm, ) Part II
Part II: The Introduction
Summer felt the man’s cold hand rub against her sweating nipple. She trembled even more, hands clenched into fists, hoping to punch whoever was molesting her already weakened body. She resisted the urge. Soon, the van pulled to a complete stop and she could hear men speaking in foreign tongue. Three, five, eight, no nine, no twelve. She counted. She felt yet another pair of hands drag her off the van. He led her in a straight line to what felt like a small cabin in the middle of the woods. To the right, you could hear a steady stream of water. She stepped up the foyer and into the cabin.
The man took the bag off of her head. Bright lights pierced her eyes and she squinted. It wasn’t until a few moments later that she was able to visually observe the things happening around her. And when she did, her heart sank.
Summer’s Torment : A volunteer (F) taken by a group of mercenaries ( M)(BDSM, bondage, anal, cumplay, forced orgasm, )
Part I : The prologue
Before the awakening
Summer always felt like she often had an uncontrollable urge from time to time when it comes to her own sexual desires. She has had many different partners over the years but none of them gave her the sex she wanted. Her previous men were gentle and loving. They enjoyed foreplay and red roses. Summer never needed those. Her benchmark for what great sex is has always been her roommate’s sexual adventures in college. They had been sharing a room off-campus for a couple of years when Summer discovered her roommate’s preferences for having it rough. On countless nights would she remember spying on Kate and her boyfriends. They had a single studio apartment, two beds in one room. Somehow, Kate had convinced all her boyfriends that Summer was a shy girl who didn’t care about watching. Her roommate was convinced that Summer had always turned away when she was fooling around with her boyfriend. She didn’t. Summer was not average. In fact, Kate’s boyfriends had often looked at Summer when she was witnessing the sessions. At 5″5″, Summer had a voluptuous breast that was C cup, Her areolas were dark pink, but her nipples were the pinkest there is, according to Kate. Summer’s nipples, fully erect, protruded almost half a centimeter out of her perky breasts. She was fit and toned. Her behind was well-formed, and did not sag like Kate’s. Summer had long dark hair, that she often had tied up in a bun. She felt that letting her hair down was too sexual.