The Servant Part 1 [F,M]

The Servant Part 1

Warning: This Story contains Foot Fetish Based Scenes, Female Domination, Nudity, BDSM Play.

Prologue

Well, Well, Well it looks like someone is getting excited from massaging my feet. They are sweaty and ripe but you do not mind, I can see sweat and liquid all over my soles, arches and orange painted toes. Aaron do you enjoy when I talk to you like this. The information from your friend Amelia confirms this and your browser history. You love those foot fetish videos especially the domination based on. Now I want to see all of you in the flesh drop those clothes!!!!! Aaron reluctant at first to drop his clothes, He released being a Servant is far harder than expected, was it worth enrolling at this university. Don’t forget Aaron you are the house’s servant which makes you my servant AKA my male play toy you want to stay in this prestigious establishment than do as I say.

Thank you, Sir [MF] [BDSM] [Domination] [Blindfold] [Tied-Up] [Spanking] [Face-Fucking] [Fucking] [Positive Reinforcement] [Name Calling] [Longish]

This is a sequel to [A Different Kind of Introduction, found here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/aiq13b/a_different_kind_of_introduction_mf_bdsm_choking/) You don’t need to read it for this, but it’s in the same vein.

It’s been a couple of weeks since our first encounter. It’s been a blur of dirty messages, dirtier voice messages, pictures, and promises of fun yet to come. Finally though, we get to an evening we can see each other again. You make your way to the hotel, and as instructed by my messages to you, you go to the front desk and ask for a key to the room in my name. You get into the elevator and take a breath as the doors close, gaining some control on your nerves and nervous excitement. The ride up is excruciatingly slow, anticipation making you smile to yourself, trying hard to play it cool. Double checking the room number, you step out into the corridor and begin searching. Eventually you come to the end of the corridor and find right room. You slide the key card in, the little light flashes green. You take a breath, place your hand on the handle, and step in.

Chained and Spanked Mother, Ch. 12 [inc, M/s, BDSM, slow, mdom, spank, rough]

Chained and Spanked Mother, ​
by DiscipleN ​

. . . a fan prequel to Kathy Andrews’ 1984, raunchy novel, “Chained and Spanked Sister” . . . ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​ ​​ ​​

Chapter 12

One day, weeks later than the boys had planned, their sawing and hammering in the cellar ended. A cold shiver shot through Joan, upon their sudden silence.

It was late. Peggy was probably pretending to study in her room, and her husband was entranced by the TV. Joan sat at the kitchen table reading the latest book club novel.

When the cellar door creaked open, Joan dropped her novel and shot up from her chair, aiming for the living room.

“Wait, Momma.” Robert called.

Years of being a proper mother, caused Joan to hesitate at her son’s voice.

“Come down here. We need you.”

“Certainly not!” She hissed. You’ve hurt me every time we’re alone!” She complained.

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Valentine’s Day Femdom Style

I am the dominant woman men secretly crave and few men find. And I live for it. What I want to tell you is one of my erotic encounters that happened on Valentine’s Day. My [partner](http://slave-selection.com/?P=A787698) and I have been in a Femdom relationship for eight years now. Anyone would say that in 8 years the magic is gone, ideas disappear and originality is lost. But this is not the case when passion is authentic, and mine was; both for my partner and BDSM.

Since it was Valentine’s Day I wanted to do something special for him femdom style. I got home from work early and I waited for him in the bedroom wearing a silk robe and underneath a red babydoll with red heels. Suddenly, I heard the door open and I heard him say, “Darling I’m home, where are you?” “In the bedroom dear!” I said enthusiastically.

As soon as he saw me in the bedroom, he immediately began to undress. This is the good thing about [training your submissive well](http://femdoming.com/fiction/mistress-domina-penetrates-first-time/), no time wasted on small talk. He was starting to get excited based on the erection that was starting to form between his legs.

[MF] Burritos, Blindfolds, Bruises and Bare-Knuckle Fisting

*(This was also posted to Fetlife) I feel that this needs a preface — I don’t often write about intimate experiences and I don’t want to come across as boasting. Despite swearing-off New Year’s resolutions, it seems January, for each of the past two years, is a time of immense change for me and my relationships. January 2019 was a rollercoaster. Supremely-high highs and subterranean lows. I’ve learned a great deal about myself and my relationships; I’ve begun to tackle demons that have haunted me since childhood, affect how I see myself and inform how I approach relationships. In the process, I may have lost the chance to build a profound connection with one person who came into and left my life all too quickly (“O”). At the same time I have been growing, exploring, and evolving my relationship with “Sprite.” Alongside all of that, in the space of one month: I’ve found a new job that has me feeling happy and appreciated, dressed up as a Viking princess, had a failed attempt at an MFM that made Sprite and I both appreciate just how attuned and caring my ‘lost’ relationship partner was, reconnected with an old dear friend via an automotive crisis, reconnected with a college friend as a result of a facebook photo of my chest hair, and begun to explore the parts of BDSM that held both allure and anxiety.*

Consensual Mind Break (ConNoncon, MF, Domination, Impregnation, Light BDSM)

Hey, before you go to read on, let me post a little disclaimer. This is much rougherand harsher than my usual writings, but i hope that it still appeals to some. If this breaks any rules, please do not hesitate to take it down. Both characters did consent to this happening beforehand, though it may not seem like it. If you are still here, i hope you enjoy.

I had called you earlier that day so that we could hang out at my place. I had everything prepared and my cock was hard and eager for what was to happen next. I couldn’t wait to have your toned body under me, writhing and quivering as i fill you over and over. Your hair wrapped around my fist as i pounded into you and bred you like the slut you were. Soon i hear your car pull up and i smile. My cock growing that much harder as i wait for you at the door.

Cute nerdy stranger wanted to be tied and used like a fuck-toy in the middle of the Mediterranean (Malta) and I was happy to oblige. [MF]

A couple friends have suggested that I should start writing a kinky blog, and since I like reddit and its a bit more geeky/nerdy community, this should be the perfect place for it.

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I’ve been living in my getaway place in the middle of the Mediterranean (Malta) for a few months, when I receive a random DM on IG from a girl who claims to know me from somewhere, but nothing really rings a bell, however since she looks incredibly cute on her photos, I simply play along.

The conversation starts very innocently up to the point where she mentions that she finds a couple photos on my IG very intriguing and considering that I occasionally post my own Shibari “creations” (that I personally deem artistic), it isn’t hard to put two and two together. I don’t really hide that kinky side of me, so I have a bit of a reputation, good or bad.

We quickly move to WhatsApp where I give her a special BDSM test, to get a better idea of just how far does her curiosity of kink go. It quickly becomes clear that she’s my perfect sexual match – a bratty submissive rope-bunny, which makes my eyes light up like a puppy seeing someone unwrap his perfect bone.

Pleasing Sir [bdsm] [submision] [dominance][erotic] [erotica]

**Pleasing Sir**

The sheet feels cool against my cheek as I lay bent over the edge of the bed. Behind me, I can hear Sir moving about the room preparing for me. I don’t dare move and disobey him. Wiggling my arms, I again test the binds holding my wrists strapped against my thighs. It’s no use. I’m helpless on the bed. I should feel fear, but I don’t. We’ve been here before and the thought of what is about to come excites me.

Naked.

Sir made me strip before him while he watched with a satisfied smile on his face. He made me feel beautiful as his eyes drank in the sight of me as he stared at me with his arms crossed over his chest. As he had lovingly buckled the straps around my thighs and bound my wrists tightly to them, I felt a rush of excitement. My wetness soaked between my legs. Obeying his command, I had bent over the edge of the bed ready to receive my punishment and my pleasure.

Punishment and Surprises, A Bondage Adventure [M/F] [BDSM] [Anal]

# Hi folks, I like to write sometimes so I thought I’d try my hand at erotica. This story is two real life sessions combined in one story for an easier read and more interest. I hope you like ;)

Half-naked on my master’s bed, he tells me “I got you a present” with an evil grin. “Open the drawer.”

I open the drawer full of our sex toys, and on top of all our toys is a white drawstring bag. I look at the bag curiously.

“Bring out the toys and the white bag,” he commands. I do as he says and bring the toys and mysterious white bag out to him. He tells me to undress for him, so I do, shooting furtive glances back at the bag. Before I can wonder anymore, he blindfolds me, blanketing me in darkness. He grazes his fingertips up and down my naked body, causing shivers all down my spine. Then he slips on the hand and ankle cuffs, pushes me laying down onto the bed, clips the chains of my left hand to my left ankle, and my right hand to my right ankle. He puts a collar around my neck, attaches a chain leash, and puts a ball gag around my head, silencing me.