The cave was illuminated by yet another fireball changing a man into a burnt corpse. This once calm bandit hideout, as much as one can be, has now turned into a bloody battlefield. On second thought, this can’t be called a battlefield, this is just a massacre. Bits and pieces of bodies littering the ground, blood spraying everywhere. Some might say bandits deserve such fate, but if they were to see it, even the most zealous ones might begin to question their conviction. But who, or what could cause such a bloody massacre? For those seeing it with their own eyes, it might look like two devils straight from hell came to punish the sinners. But it is just a female sorceress and a male warrior, simple humans. Of course, if someone were to recognize them, they would be horrified beyond belief. The woman was a prodigy in her field and a well-respected lady of a noble house. But now the clothes she is wearing would shame even prostitute, as it barely covers anything with see-through fabric, as a matter of fact, it makes her body seem much more erotic then if she was naked. Her lips are turned into an evil smirk as she uses various methods to annihilate and explode the bandits from inside out. Even though they can’t get anywhere close to her, she still manages to kill them in such a way, that blood sprays over her body. Her smile clearly revealing how much she enjoys the sight, and her hard nipples along with damp spot between her thighs, show the pleasure, she finds in it. The man should be an honorable knight a paladin of the order. Yet here he is in just his pants torn from various wounds, his upper body full of scars exposed, butchering the bandits with a simple shield and sword. His body is filled with bloody wounds, to the untrained eye, it would look as if he is struggling. But he is carefully avoiding any fatal damage and letting his enemies cut his body. Unlike her, his face is without any expression except his eyes. His cold eyes shine with murderous intent, and every time his body is cut a light shimmers in them. One would think from the pain, but his ragging erection would insinuate otherwise. He is clearly feeling pleasure from this. It didn’t take long for these two to turn the whole place into carnage, but they still took their time to prolong this foreplay of theirs. Taking pleasure in every kill, and making their way into the deepest part of this hideout. Once they arrived, they were covered in blood, and their carnal desire almost uncontrollable. What they found was a prison of sorts, or maybe it would be better to call it a sex dungeon. Full of women, some of which has already lost their mind, and became mindless sex toys. The ones still in possession of their minds were at first horrified by their appearance, but then realizing they should be here to rescue them, became overjoyed. If only they knew, what awaited them. So cruel to give hopeless souls hope, but that was exactly what those two wanted. First, give them hope and then shatter it in front of their eyes. This is what they wanted, why they came here. But they didn’t need the unresponsive ones. “Kill the useless ones.” He calmly said. “Yes, master!” She replied, as her face changed to one of complete obedience, while she knelt in front of him. It took, but a mere snap of her fingers and all the useless women bodies were destroyed. Exploding with blood and pieces all over the place. While they were useless for their plan, they could still be used as decorations. He put his hand on her head, gently patting it as if praising her for her good work. Just this mere touch brought her immense satisfaction, and she would do anything to receive it. The horrified screams of the still-living women echoed in the room. But to those two, it was a beautiful beginning to a song of death. He pulled out his cock, and without having to say anything, she immediately started to suck on it. During this magical rope started to form with her at the center. It slowly bound all the women that remained alive and pulled them up in the air around the two. They were all bound in different ways and positions. During this time, he grabbed her head with both hands and started to fuck her throat. His hands made her head look small, and she could barely breathe during this. And that was all she needed to make her cum without even touching her pussy. He soon followed and filled her throat full of his cum, this made her choke, but she did her best and managed to swallow it all, without wasting a single drop. While watching his cold eyes as he stared back at her, with a hint of a smile on his lips. Now it was time for the main event. The women were hanging around them, and she wondered if there was enough. If not, then that would mean she would die here today. What an exciting thought that was for her. As magical runes appeared on her neck, and similar ones on the other women’s necks. And so it started, the rope on the women’s bodies started to glow with sinister crimson light, and little thorns grew out of it piercing their skin. Then it started to slowly move, tearing and cutting it open. Their blood started to flow down their bodies, and drip onto the ground, while the place was filled with screams of agony. During this time, he reached out with his hand and grabbed her neck. Pulling her up, all the way, so her feet were off the ground. Then he slammed her body to the ground, knocking the breath out of her. His hand still remained on her neck, tightly squeezing it, depriving her of any air. Following that, he pushed his hard cock deep inside her pussy and started to mercilessly fuck her, as if she was a mere toy. As soon as, his cock entered her pussy, she already had another orgasm. And it wouldn’t stop until it was all over. With one hand on her neck, the other roamed her body, leaving bruises behind. She could feel herself suffocating, and couldn’t help but try to move his hand with hers. What a futile effort that was, as she pointlessly waved her hands around, in desperate attempt to survive. But just as she was about to have her neck crushed, the runes on her neck activated. And one of the women died instead of her, having her neck crushed. As soon as she died, the rope on her tore her body apart, spraying blood all over the two. This would continue on until only two women were still alive. Now he put both of his hands on her neck, as he was close to cumming. Having only two more women, filled her with despair. She could die, but that soon turned into pleasure and thrill. Her body shook not only from convulsions because of lack of air, but also the unimaginable orgasms she was experiencing. Then another woman died, now only one remained. And he kept on choking her, increasing his pace of fucking her. She could feel him getting bigger inside of her, just as the last woman died. “So close,” she thought, “will I make it?” Then just as the color started to fade from her world, she felt his cock twitching inside of her. She was ecstatic because this meant she managed to please him without dying. And there will be next time. Then she passed out.
Tag: BDSM
Role reversal [M/F, anal, bdsm]
There she stood in the doorway to our dimly lit room. Black leather knee high boots and silk black thong over her fishnet bodysuit. The black netting holding back her pale skin, d-cup breasts trying to pour through. My eyes slowly examined her body, choker around her neck, her tongue gliding over her red lips, almond eyes staring at me with desire, black straight hair in a perfect ponytail.
Heels announced her entrance, drumming on the hardwood floor as she came closer to the bed, climbing on it and over me. Her covered crotch resting on my growing cock, teasing me, rubbing me, urging me. She leans over, tits and fishnet press against my stomach, teeth surround my nipple. Her warm wet breath makes my chest and my dick hard as her hands press down on my wrists, pinning my hands into soft mattress.
[MF] [kink] Brutal BDSM fun!
Note: all completely enthusiastically consensual!!!
Checked into redacted hotel while he fondled my ass through my skirt. Wearing no underwear per his instructions. I hadn’t cum all day and was soaking wet having been thinking about what the afternoon would bring, and later in the lobby, perusing his perfectly curated BDSMLR.
We got to the room and he ordered me to stay at the entryway. He shut the door and immediately lifted my skirt and plunged his fingers into my pussy. He smeared my copious juice all over my thighs and pussy, then all over my face. He plunged in again and then rubbed more on my face and pussy, this time shoving his dripping fingers in my mouth and down my throat til I choked. Lots of calling me cunt (love!). Ordered me to turn around against the door to the room, spread my legs, and put my arms up over my head on the door. He lifted up my shirt and skirt and tucked it up so my bare ass was exposed. I could see out the peekhole during this- fascinating to watch people walking by and going about their business while this was going on inches away from them. He told me to hold still or else while he took some time setting up the room.
I [F] hooked up with my intern [M]
A few months ago, my supervisor told me I’d be mentoring a college intern this summer. I was not excited about this because I do boring stuff in a boring office and I myself only graduated college a year ago. How was I supposed to find “meaningful” things for an intern to do? Oh well.
The interns started and I was introduced to the one I’d be working with all summer – Brandon. Brandon is 22, tall, blond, and had a thin but muscular body. I was immediately attracted to him, but kept my “professional” hat on and tucked that attraction to the back of my mind. A little about me – I’m 25, a petite 5’2”, curvy, with long dirty blonde hair and a few tattoos. Brandon was more of a “golf polo shirts and khaki pants” kind of guy so I didn’t think he’d be into my “edgy hipster” vibe (I know, I’m basic).
Days 2 and 3 of the most intensely pleasurable 3 days I’ve ever spent! [Submission] [BDSM] [MF] [MMF]
A little background: I’m 5’6″, curvy with huge tits and red hair. I’m submissive to a single alpha male, a super sexy viking type who goes by /u/AnotherBadChoice. He’s 6’2″ and big, with longish hair and intense eyes. He never raises his voice. He doesn’t have to.
When I’m with him, the rules are simple: follow his every order without hesitation. In return, he makes me cum so hard I squirt over and over, and he doesn’t stop until my thighs are slick from it.
I spent the past three days servicing my dom and an assortment of total strangers. Instead of writing one incredibly long post, I’ll split things up. This write-up covers Days 2 and 3. (You can read about Day 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cs3u37/day_1_of_the_most_intensely_pleasurable_3_days/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cs3u37/day_1_of_the_most_intensely_pleasurable_3_days/))
**Day 2: The Parade**
**Early in the morning, he knocked on our hotel room door.** That seemed weird. He has a key, after all. I hopped up and opened the door, then froze.
**A complete stranger was standing there, smiling at me.** An older man (fifties maybe), with glasses and an unassuming Polo shirt.
“Seth, Builder of Boats” [NC, MFF, Furry, Sexy AI, Amputee]
*A continuation to [“Seth, Destroyer of Girls.”](https://old.reddit.com/r/HFY/comments/cpn5ia/nsfw_seth_destroyer_of_girls_ff_mfffff_bdsm_furry/) Commissions open as always.*
Every night on the Ring was a moonless night.
Since the sun was always directly overhead it had surprised me that the ringworld even *had* a night, but its builders had thoughtfully provided it with a second ring to block the sun at regular intervals. It resembled a loop of old-fashioned film stock, with frames that were alternately transparent or opaque.
At the moment we were under one of the “shadow squares”, as the locals called them. We were also out to sea, bobbing along on a forty-foot raft. It was really just me and Aminata, but I’d grown so used to seeing her avatar nearby that, instead of summoning her to me, I went to where I’d last seen her.
“Aminata?” I said, ducking into the cabin in the middle of the raft.
She was strapped to the table, the stumps of her limbs neatly bandaged. She looked up at me, lust and fear mingling in her eyes.
“H-have you come to cut off more thigh meat?” she asked.
“Jesus,” I said.
She wanted his Father instead – Part SIX – (MFF) (PIV) (voyeurism) (cuckold) (taboo) (cheating) (coercion) (BDSM) (domination)
“You need to tell us if you want out Sharon,” My voice soft as I massaged her tits, my thumbs brushing her nipples. “If you can’t handle what he’s going to do to us next.”
She was grinding her hips, her pussy wasn’t touching me and I could tell it was frustrating her. Her face was still covered in her ex husbands cum, she was biting her bottom lip as she thought about what she wanted but Steven was becoming frustrated, he’d stepped off the couch and stood behind her. He pressed against Sharon’s back and brought his hands up, he collared her throat.
“You want this don’t you sweetheart, I bet you wanted this all along and you wouldn’t let me.” I could see his hand squeeze lightly, fuck I wanted that.
“Steven.” She moaned his name as she stared into my eyes, I pinched her nipples hard. “Argh!”
“Upstairs both of you,” He growled, letting his ex wife go. “Now.”
[T4M][FtM4M] Mistaken, Taken, and Broken. Contains BDSM, Noncon, and torture themes. Part One.
I wake up very uncomfortable and curled up into a ball. What happened? Where am I? I look around and slowly I come to realize I am in a plastic dog kennel, and also I am naked…. No wait I’m wearing… a shock collar? What the hell is happening?! The kennel seems to be covered by a blanket so I can’t see anything and I am shiny with sweat. The door has been modified to be padlocked shut. I panic and try pulling at it and twisting to kick the walls, I scream and yell for help when I hear a door slam open.
“Well well, the fucking whore is awake isn’t it?” I curl up in a ball as far back as I can, eyes desperately searching for any sign of my captor. The blanket is torn off my kennel and instantly my heart falls into my stomach. There stands a man that could probably crush my skull in his fist. From my spot on the floor he looks eight feet tall, his shirt is stretching to cover his muscles. This guy looks like a wrestler or powerlifter. Suddenly I remember being at the club with my friends, one taps me and points to the huge guy walking in, he isn’t attractive although he isn’t unattractive, he’s probably 40 while everyone else is at least half that. He’s wearing plaid and blue jeans with a belt buckle making him wildly out of place amount the lazers and EDM. I turn to my friend and laugh, I notice the guy looking at us laughing, but brush it off thinking he couldn’t know we where laughing at him.
Silence; short story [F/M, Femdom, BDSM]
**Silence**
The map app says I am 20 minutes away, in a short time I will meet my Goddess.
*What if she is not there?*
*What if your car breaks?*
*What if she doesn’t like you anymore?*
*Stop!*
We are meeting at her hotel, I am so excited!
*Did you jot it down correctly?*
*Are you sure you have the right one?*
*Did she give you the right one?*
*Silence!*
The voices have been with me ever since I can remember. They are my thoughts, doubts, and possibilities running through my mind giving me feedback about my circumstances. It is something I have never been able to shut off.
It is what it is, my mind has worked this way all my life and it has served me well, the voices have given me great advice and warnings. They have also led me astray or made me hesitate too much. They are a double-edged sword.
*Yes, we have helped you!*
*We know best!*
*No, we don’t, we are wrong so many times!*
*Quiet!*
Day 1 of the most intensely pleasurable 3 days I’ve ever spent! [Gloryhole] [Submission] [BDSM] [MF]
A little background: I’m 5’6″, curvy with huge tits and red hair. I’m submissive to a single alpha male, a super sexy viking type. He’s 6’2″ and big, with longish hair and intense eyes. He never raises his voice. He doesn’t have to.
When I’m with him, the rules are simple: follow his every order without hesitation. In return, he makes me cum so hard I squirt over and over, and he doesn’t stop until my thighs are slick from it.
I spent the past three days servicing my dom and an assortment of total strangers. Instead of writing one incredibly long post, I’ll split things up. This is Day 1.
**Day 1: First Use**
The minute I arrived, he used me thoroughly. Within a half-hour, he’d had me every way possible and had taken some pics (pics I later learned were for future guests). I moaned with pleasure as he jammed his cock down my throat, then positioned me face down on the bed and fucked my pussy from behind. After he made me cum, he took his dripping cock out and repositioned it, pushing into my tight asshole. He worked himself in deep and jackhammered my ass for a while.