Tag: BDSM

Travelling abroad to be used by Sir [MF]

TL;DR: On Monday I’m travelling abroad to meet my Sir. Well, more like: to be used by my Sir. It will be three days of being his fucktoy and exploring my repressed kinks. Follow up posts might come.

We met on an online dating site only a month ago (I know, I know, I’ll be careful – but I trust him). The conversation started all polite and “get to know-y” but his profile literally read “BDSM” and I wasn’t exactly unaware, so the topic quickly shifted. I was unsure of exactly what I wanted or what my kinks meant but every scenario he spelled out turned me on in ways I hadn’t been before. I wanted him to do all of this to me, I want to obey and be used by my Sir like the good slut I truly am. Read more »

Finally Rewarded [FFtM] [FMMMM] [FM] [bondage] [blindfold] [bdsm]

Fiction. Includes some trans/queer stuff.
I had been with my dom for about month, and I had tried my best to be a good slut for him. He pinned me up against a full-length hotel window and spanked me raw. He left me naked and blindfolded just out of sight in a busy mall. He pulled up my skirt and fingered me in a restaurant. He tied my hands behind my back and came all over my face. All this and he never let me ride his dick. I had shown my hand too early in the relationship. He knew how much I loved cock, and how I always so desperately wanted my mouth to be filled. Filled with cock, or pussy, it didn’t matter as long as I got to taste someone’s juices and feel them shake and pulse in my mouth. I wanted his cock so bad, and that’s why he wouldn’t give it to me.

“I have a treat for you tonight” Read the text. “Tonight you get your reward for being a good girl for me this month.” Read more »

Position of power [mf] [anal] [oral] [BDSM][spanking] [MDom] [fsub]

You tell me to come to your office immediately. No one is around but it doesn’t matter. You’re finally in charge and can do whatever you want. You have an animalistic look in your eyes. It’s dark and your desk is cleared except for cuffs, a whip, and a ball gag. You tell me to be silent. I nod. You grab me by the hair and shove your tongue into my mouth, then pull my dress up to see what panties I’m wearing, finding none. You’re pleased but that wasn’t what I was told to do so you bend me over using my hair, grab the whip, and hit me twice, hard. You remind me to be silent.

You set the whip down and strap the gag around my head. You instruct me to go behind the desk where you cuff each ankle to the desk just above the black stilettos you wanted me to wear. I cannot move below the waist. You want my tits so you demand that I take them out. I do what I’m told. As you reach around from behind I feel your cock press against my ass. I want to beg for it because it’s rock hard but don’t dare disobey so I close my eyes and bite down on the gag. You whisper “Good girl” in my ear. Read more »

[MF] The benefit of sending nudes on Snapchat

I was going through my stories posted here, and I realized that my first-ever redditor encounter wasn’t here. I should fix that.

About four years ago, I started messing around with Snapchat. I was just starting to dabble in exhibitionism, and I’d always loved sexting, so it was a good fit for me.

I went through r/dirtysnapchat a lot, and found one couple that liked to play with others watching. The wife in this couple also liked to play with me separately, when the husband was at work. I figured it was pretty harmless, and it felt good having someone watch me jerk off.

The twist came when she had a girls night, and on a dare I was jerking off for five women, including the younger sister of her husband. Said younger sister, a curious 19-year-old, got my snapchat handle from her, and we started chatting. I’ll call her Snaps.

Over the course of the next month, her sister-in-law and I started getting her set up with her own dirty, anonymous snapchat. Both women set up wish lists, letting their fans buy them toys and lingerie. They’d do “private” shows for the fans that bought them stuff. Almost private, because sometimes they were also chatting with me and using me as a “fluffer” or having me come up with creative and dirty things to do. Read more »

Dabbling in Domination [MF]

Despite being a rather horny female and someone relatively open to experience, I have a vanilla streak that runs a mile wide. But, I like to try stuff… so this is the story of when I tried a couple slightly BDSM things with a partner. (Folks really into BDSM will probably still consider this vanilla. haha) In the spirit of being experimental, I wrote this with a third-person omniscient narrator, which is well outside of my wheelhouse. Sorry if it isn’t as good!

The room was dark and quiet. The only sound he could hear was her breathing, deep and steady. Her smooth skin glowed in the dim light filtering in from the bathroom. His eyes drank her in.

She lay on her stomach, her head turned to the side, away from him. Her arms were outstretched above her head. They met at her wrists, where a black, leather cuff bound them together and connected to a taut metal chain running to the base of the headboard. Read more »

A little snippet of my first experience with BDSM…? [F] [M]

PART 1

I feel the leather tighten around my wrists as I close my eyes and take in his scent. It’s been so long since I was in this room. I wish I could touch him. The material pinches my skin, but I know better than to whimper. He wants me absolutely silent while he uses me. I had to learn this the hard way.

“Have you been a good girl?” he murmured softly in my ear, while tugging on the restraints, making certain that my hands are completely bound. I nodded my head vigorously, the ball gag firm in my mouth, making me unable to speak.

It had been an entire month since I had seen him last, and I hadn’t touched myself once. Not even the nights I found myself dreaming about the past, my body subconsciously grinding against the pillows while my pussy throbbed, aching for him. Read more »

My pet never forgot this rule again [MF] [BDSM, D/s, cumplay, anal, orgasm control/denial]

Sonya knew she fucked up. There were rules. And she broke the biggest one.

We had met on FetLife several months before. She had some experience in Dominant/submissive play, but had never gone the full 24/7 route. However, she always knew she wanted it since she first discovered kink. I was surprised we clicked as much as we did. She was only 22, but she was very motivated for her age. We both knew this wouldn’t be forever, as she came from a very conservative Indian Muslim household that would never approve of her dating me, being white and non-Muslim, in addition to a large age and experience gap, but that didn’t stop us from having a lot of fun together while we could. She was a blithe young lady, and at 5’2″ and barely 100 pounds on here she was incredibly skinny with small breasts but had a firm, tight ass. Her skin was a deep brown, and her butt dimples were incredibly sexy when I saw her naked from behind. How could I not have fun with such a willing play thing? Read more »

Delivery Debauchery: A Virgin’s First BDSM experience.

[https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DGGVJS8](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DGGVJS8)

[https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DHXW96X](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07DHXW96X)

Hello there! Thank you for peeping in. These two stories follow the character Crystal through a tense and intimate relationship that leaves her unsure of where she stand with herself.

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Call Girl- BDSM Mf

“Hello?”
“I would like to place an order, Please”
“Of course Ma’am, Address?
“69 Master Ln, Make sure she has a mask”
“Yes Ma’am, will be there within the hour.”

She hangs the phone back on the receiver, breathing out a sigh of relief. She’s been waiting for this call all week. She missed him, Knowing his wife was who made the calls, she was never to sound to eager.

She dressed in white lace panties, a collar, long cozy jacket, and stilettos. In her pocket she held a leash and lace mask. Running out the door she hailed a cab. It was cold out, she could feel a breeze enter her coat and sweep up her body. Her nipples instantly hardened.

She arrived outside of his office five minutes early. She took the time to fetch out the mask and tie it around her long blonde hair. Checking her reflection in the glass of the window, she knocked. It felt like forever before she heard to knob turn, knowing not to look into his eyes, her gaze fell to the floor awaiting instructions. Read more »

Date Night [MFF][light bdsm]

“Good girl, you did exactly what I said.”

I watched you walk into the room in the ‘uniform’ I requested you to wear. Hair pulled up in a bun, red negligee that accentuates your firm D breasts, and your black heels. I beconed you over. And pulled you in for a kiss. It was soft at first but our tongues quickly darted around each other’s mouths. You reached down and tugged at my hardening member.

“Not so quick, my dear”, I said as I pulled away. “I have a surprise for you.”

I led you over to a chair and had you sit. From the table I took a silk blindfold and placed it over your eyes.

“What don’t you want me to see”, you asked?

“I think it heightens the experience if you have to use your imagination”, I replied. “See if you can figure out what I’m using on you.”

I pulled a bag out from behind the table and pulled some things out.

“OH!” you squeaked.

“Do you know what that is?”

“It is so cold! It has to be an ice cube.” Read more »