[MF] The Beginning: I think I found a new kink for me. Mild BDSM, edging, hold the moan, slut play.

I am not sure where it started. I have no idea how my mind suddenly shifted to make me change my cravings. Nonetheless it happened. Apparently I am unable to stop it.

It started simple enough, I met “K” before when I was walking around the local bar scene. I am within walking distance of the main street and people come from all over to party here. I am the type of local that likes to get a little bit of a buzz on and just have conversations with people. See different experiences, and just meet new people. I ran into “K” while walking around, she is a small brown haired MILF with a really sexy smile. I saw her we recalled seeing each other before, in a haze of drunkenness and recalled each others names. We were talking about various things and walking together. She asked what i was looking for around town and I told her point blank “a submissive, a girl to bend to my will, and make her an absolute whore…because I say so” and i smiled. (yeah i had been drinking a bit and the tone and speech was not my usual..) She smiled and grabbed my hand and said, well i had better be careful.

WH40K – Klitflik Da Orkette

It’s the 41st millennium.

There’s bullshit. Lots. Nobody’s got no damn common sense.

Everywhere there’s some fuck-shit getting started.

Racist humans in power armor want to kill everybody for a dude too high on his lean and in his golden chair to give a damn.

Jeremy Kyle Show guests, grown from mold, are doing World★Star in space.

There’s samurai elf hoes in space. With Predator clothes.

There’s robot zombie black people running around shooting shit with limeade. Grove Street 4 Life.

There’s racist Asian stereotypes from Blue Man Group playing Gundam Wing.

There’s albino elves LARPing as Hellraiser and doing BDSM stuff. In space.

And there’s devil worshipers acting like they got no damn sense. They think they’re affected by demons, but in reality, they’re just on drugs. Khorne? More like bath salts and old coffee. Nurgle? Slaanesh? That’s just ebola and Extacy. Tzeentch? That’s just Snoop Dogg.

And finally, there’s WWI Germans…er, I mean Nazis…er, Imperial Guard running around flashing flashlights in people’s faces.

Whatever everybody’s smoking, it must be some hardcore shit.

Welcome to World Star in space. Warhammer 40,000.

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Up. Up. Up.

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Foxtrot by Moonlight Part IV(conclusion) [BDSM][Group][Cheat][paraplegic sex]

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/739k30/foxtrot_by_moonlight_sologroupcheat/)

[Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/73ljcd/foxtrot_by_moonlight_pt2_bdsmcheatgroupsmut/)

[Part III](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/75cjrz/foxtrot_by_moonlight_part_iii_cheatbdsmgroup/)

Time moved too quickly and not at all as each of the men took their turn with their prefered hole. Amidst the grunting and slapping of flesh and the gurgling and slurping of saliva there are voices around you carrying on conversations and laughing. Occasionally there is a changing of the guard as one or another man spends himself inside your throat or cunt. Hands mold you to their will in a half dozen positions on the chaise. Orgasm becomes a regular visitor to you as each new man handles you differently. Some try to learn how to get you off, others simply use you for themselves.

You remember being offered and taking water from the piggy on more than one occasion, but you can’t recall how many times or how much you drank. The feeling in your bladder tells you that it was enough. The man in your mouth ejaculates and once he is clear, you wave off the next penis and attempt to speak.

All activity around you halts as the group of men look at you expectantly and you struggle to form a sentence. After three tries you settle for a single word.

Foxtrot by Moonlight Part 4 (conclusion) [BDSM][Group][Cheat][Paraplegic sex]

Time moved too quickly and not at all as each of the men took their turn with their prefered hole. Amidst the grunting and slapping of flesh and the gurgling and slurping of saliva there are voices around you carrying on conversations and laughing. Occasionally there is a changing of the guard as one or another man spends himself inside your throat or cunt. Hands mold you to their will in a half dozen positions on the chaise. Orgasm becomes a regular visitor to you as each new man handles you differently. Some try to learn how to get you off, others simply use you for themselves.

You remember being offered and taking water from the piggy on more than one occasion, but you can’t recall how many times or how much you drank. The feeling in your bladder tells you that it was enough. The man in your mouth ejaculates and once he is clear, you wave off the next penis and attempt to speak.

All activity around you halts as the group of men look at you expectantly and you struggle to form a sentence. After three tries you settle for a single word.

“Bathroom.”

Escape From Mulholland Drive [Mf][BDSM][nc][anal insertion]

Maybe it was her adrenaline, maybe the discomfort of her body’s unnatural position, but Jenna emerged from unconsciousness to a drugged haze to see herself in a brick room filled with wine racks. Her jaw hurt from the rubber ball shoved in her mouth, held by leather straps across her tangled in her hair. Her hands yanked against the hard zip ties binding her wrists to rough iron table legs. Her stomach and breasts were squashed against cold glass and she moved her head from side to side to see that she was naked and splayed out spread eagle over a glass coffee table with wrought iron legs. Her tears smeared the glass beneath her face as she yanked at her bound ankles. They too were bound to table legs. Where was she? Given the dankness, the earthy smell, and bottles of wine, she could tell she was underground in a wine cellar with no idea if it was night or day or even what day it was.

“Sleeping beauty awakes.”

Palace Athena [lesbian, gangbang, sex club, piss, scat, choking, extreme]

I am just finishing the last bit of my make up when my car arrives outside my door. It is here to take me to Palace Athena, a secret club for lesbians who are into the rougher parts of bdsm and anonymous sex. My mandatory mask hugs my face though it doesn’t conceal my identity. It is just a decorative mask made of black lace with golden details and it barely covers my eyes. Though it covers more than my dress covers my breasts. It’s a fancy, red, gala dress as per club dress code for submissives. I enter the car and the chaufeur drives off without saying anything. During the ride I can feel her gaze on my body. The car travels out of town and into a wooded area. It takes three hours to get to my destination and by the time we arrive it’s pitch black outside. I exit the car and it swiftly drives away. I am standin in the middle of nowhere in front of a small cottage and the only light that is visible comes from the light hanging above the red front door. Has anyone arrived yet? It’s impossible to know. There are no cars pr anything that would indicate anyone else being here. I reach for the handle on the door but stop myself. What if this wasn’t a good idea? I don’t know the people inside. No one knows I am here. If there ever was a perfect moment for a kidnapper or serial killer to strike this was it. I enter the building trembling with anxiety. Inside is nothing but a counter and a woman in what looks like a waiters uniform and a black, cloth mask that tightly embraces the features of her face.

The party favor [MMMFF] [bdsm] [Fdom] [huml]

Lisa sipped at her wine as she chatted with her friends. The turnout had been better than she had hoped and almost twenty of their mutual friends had shown up for the party. She was chatting with Michael at the moment, one of her boyfriend’s friends and Lisa was admiring him in all his naked glory. He was muscular and hung like a stallion, she stroked his cock softly while they talked, his hands caressing her tits before she heard the muffled moan and turned to see how the main party favor was doing.

Her boyfriend was stretched out on the main dinner table his legs tied out to either side to allow for easier entry. He was moaning into the ball gag that had been quite the necessity to keep his constant stream of pleas for mercy at bay. He was so beautiful as he lay there on his back with a thick cock thumbing into him again and again. She glanced up at the man who was mercilessly fucking his ass and recognized him as his immediate superior at his work.

Foxtrot by Moonlight Part III [Cheat][BDSM][Group]

[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/739k30/foxtrot_by_moonlight_sologroupcheat/)

[Part II](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/73ljcd/foxtrot_by_moonlight_pt2_bdsmcheatgroupsmut/)

The hound snaps his fingers and a small group of men walk over to him. You hear him whisper, but you can’t make out any of the words. Four sets of legs trotted off.

You hear a shrill whistle and then a mass of interlaced arms are supporting your weight as the carabiners are removed from the harness. The four men that Mr. Hound dispatched were trotting back towards the courtyard from the barn, carrying an overstuffed leather upholstered chaise lounge between them with the precision of a military drill team. No sooner was the last of the suspension ropes removed than you are lowered to the lounge and pairs of hands immediately descend on you to undo the buckles of your harness.

The intensity of the events so far in the evening, combined with the wine have left you in a languid state. The motion of the hands working the leather straps and metal buckles clear of your body is pleasant noise amidst the jangling of your overstimulated body. You hardly notice as the piggy returns to stand in front of you at the end of the chaise with a silver tray holding an odd assortment of items.

Foxtrot by Moonlight Part III [Cheat][BDSM][Group]

The hound snaps his fingers and a small group of men walk over to him. You hear him whisper, but you can’t make out any of the words. Four sets of legs trotted off.

You hear a shrill whistle and then a mass of interlaced arms are supporting your weight as the carabiners are removed from the harness. The four men that Mr. Hound dispatched were trotting back towards the courtyard from the barn, carrying an overstuffed leather upholstered chaise lounge between them with the precision of a military drill team. No sooner was the last of the suspension ropes removed than you are lowered to the lounge and pairs of hands immediately descend on you to undo the buckles of your harness.

The intensity of the events so far in the evening, combined with the wine have left you in a languid state. The motion of the hands working the leather straps and metal buckles clear of your body is pleasant noise amidst the jangling of your overstimulated body. You hardly notice as the piggy returns to stand in front of you at the end of the chaise with a silver tray holding an odd assortment of items.