Tag: BDSM

Silent Suffering [BDSM][dub-con][cheat]

I had been patiently waiting for what seemed like an eternity, watching as the lights in the house gradually cut off; first in the childs bedroom, then the living room and kitchen, and finally the master bedroom. I knew the routine by now. I had been studying her for a week and very little ever changed.

I knew that in about 15 minutes she would come back out of the bedroom and sit down at her computer. She took the time after her husband dozed off to explore her darker fantasies on the internet, and that was what I was waiting for. When she logged on tonight, I intended to show her just how dangerous those dark fantasies could get. My breathing and my groin both got a little harder at the thought. I was going to show that little tease what real pain was all about.

I lost myself in my own dark fantasies while I stared through my binoculars, waiting for the dim glow of the computer monitor to highlight her face. I knew it would only be a matter of time before she was flushed and sweating, squirming in her chair and wishing her vanilla husband would come out and punish her for all the nasty, perverted things she was reading about… fantasizing about doing with him. Read more »

Cupid and Psyche Act One: Chapter Two [FF], [Femdom], [BDSM], [Hypnosis]

#Chapter Two: A First Class Suite and a Dentist’s Office.

The door led into a dimly lit, narrow maze-like hallway, scarcely wide enough for Hope and Raven to walk side by side with each other. The walls that surrounded them were composed of tough, dark gray bricks. They looked as if they’d been sleek and modern several years ago, but had decayed due to a lack of maintenance. The lamps from the ceiling gave off a dark red light that helped to offset the dungeon vibes it was giving Raven, but only slightly.

As if able to read her mind, Hope turned to Raven with a slight smile on her red lips. “Don’t worry, I promise you the room I’ve secured for us will be far more comfortable than this.” At this remark, Raven realized that she was definitely flirting, or at least teasing right now. Were they supposed to…get into character now or something? Not wanting to embarrass herself, she simply nodded.

The only sounds that could be heard as Hope lead her client deeper into the building were the clicks of her heels hitting the floor. Eventually, they turned a corner and walked into a hallway that stretched a couple hundred feet down the a wall. The walls on either side of this hallway were covered in numbered doors. Left side had odd numbers. Right side had even numbers. Read more »

Cupid and Psyche Act One [FF], [FemDom], [BDSM], [Hypnosis]

#Chapter One: Raven and Hope

Hope sighed and leaned back in her chair, casually pulling out her phone to catch up on the latest gossip news while she waited for her next client. Her office was mostly professional looking, save for a shelf with a few basic toys on it. A very strict cleaning schedule kept the room looking almost spotless. The clean environment combined with the toys prominently displayed created the perfect environment for the office’s purpose.

Hope’s attire was very indicative of what that purpose was. She was dressed for business; a tight black corset with a lacy trim that accentuated her large breasts, combined with a garter belt, long black stockings, black gloves and a pair of equally night colored high-heels. All this put together with the black leather chair behind her made Hope’s wavy red hair stood out like a burning fire.

With a small buzz, an orange light blinked on Hope’s desk, and a screen monitor lit up, displaying a security camera feed of the front building’s front door. A small, meek looking woman stood in front of the door, hunched over and constantly looking over her shoulder as if someone would spot her there at any second. Read more »

“It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss” [MF] [kink] consensual light BDSM

Background info: I am 39, married, poly, and kinky.

A few months ago, I reached out on Fetlife to someone who seemed interested in what I’m interested in, and who I found attractive. We chatted a bit, met for lunch, decided we wanted to play, and had a playdate. It was great. We’ve talked almost every day since then.

Last night we were both at a play party, although we weren’t planning to play with each other; I had a scene planned, and so did she. But there was casual touch, and hugging, and gentle hair pulling as we hung out.

About two hours before her scene was scheduled to start, she asked me if I wanted to play. We negotiated to do light impact — just something a little fun to keep her in the right mindset for her heavier scene later. We went into the dungeon proper; it was early, and we were the only ones there. Read more »

Completely His [BDSM]

My name is Melanie Saunders, and I belong to my Master- completely, totally and without reservation. I serve him, and in return he keeps me safe and warm from the storms of life. It’s a beautiful thing.

My life wasn’t always this way, of course. At one time, I would have bristled at thought of being told what to do by anyone. And, at one time, I felt that the idea of ‘serving’ was best left to college dropouts and failed actors. I was brash, habitually offensive and innately foolish. But my beloved Master taught me a better way to live; he made me a better person. And it all started the moment that I gave him my everything. But that was a long time ago, and it had been one hell of a journey since then. At the same time he was breaking down both my resistance and my body, he was building me up into something so much greater. He played my body like a finely-tuned instrument- just as well as he did with my mind. The creature that emerged was beautiful. I can see that now, for the first time. I’m beautiful. And he helped me see that. Read more »

Submissive Miami MILF is ready for orientation [MF][BDSM]

This story is long overdue and involves another wonderful bond I’ve been fortunate to have in South Florida. But I can’t tell the kinkier rendezvous without starting at the beginning.

She, like many women, had had enough of her vanilla relationship, of being used in a way that wasn’t quite satisfying or fulfilling. She was looking for more, deep down she knew an urge existed for much more than she was receiving. And most importantly, the treatment she yearned for. We spoke online for weeks, talking about kinks, interests, toys, experiences and such. I warned her from the start she would need patience when entering the BDSM lifestyle. And so we planned to meet at a cigar lounge in an empty strip mall in the suburbs. It was a weeknight so there weren’t many people which made for great discrete awfully dirty conversation.

I waited for her in the corner on a sofa and there she entered, wearing heels, a short denim dress and an amazing smile. She was serious about her body and enjoy weightlifting. Needless to say her amazing legs and ass proved it, this girl could lift and make the men in the gym hard just watching her work. Read more »

Young girl kidnapped by bandits [fFM][anal][bdsm][huml][nc][sm]

Haii everyone ;) Short author intro — I’m a 19 y/o lesbian who writes erotica, fiction, scifi, etc. I write whatever I like to fantasize about myself doing, and what I’ve done in my life. I can’t wait to share some (hopefully) fun, naughty stories with everyone!

This story takes place in a 1600s, medieval setting. Think Skyrim, mixed with the raiders of Fallout. Our story starts in a small village, in which quite a few happy families live. A young girl, not a child, but of a ripe pubertal age walks down a path leading into a clearing of trees. She is well put together — a well-formed body, a shapely ass and perky, busty tits contrast her slender body. She is pale, as are the natives of her land. She wears a white blouse, as standard for a girl in her time, not well constructed to hide her body. A clear view of her pointy nipples and busty breasts asserts itself through the thin cloth. In her time, this was not slutty, unusual, nor grotesque. Men nor women showed no concern for her accessories. In her village, it was frequent for women and those who deemed it necessary to travel fully nude. Read more »

[MF] I (28M) let my fiancée (26F) dress me up in a Disney Princess costume and fuck me with a strapon. Part 1.

My fiancée and I are into bdsm and roleplay. We’re switches with me leaning just slightly more dominant than her, but make no mistake, I enjoy submitting to her.

It began with what I though was an innocent conversation about two weeks before. She asked me “Who’s your favorite Disney Princess.” I thought about it a while and responded “Belle. Why?” She said “Just curious.” I didn’t think anything of it because we hadn’t been having a sexual conversation in the moments leading up to that question. By the time she propositioned me, I had forgotten about it.

When the package arrived, without telling me the contents or leading on what her plans were, she got a little alcohol in me at home before she cuddled with me on the couch for a bit. She asked if I was in the mood for pegging that night. I said I was and cleaned out before joining her back on the couch. She started caressing me like she does when she’s getting in the mood to take control. After a while, she told me that if I was ready, she had a surprise for me upstairs. She led me by the hand upstairs barely able to contain her excitement, but still insistent that I wait and see what was in store. Read more »

Peeping Country Retreat part 9 Final (MMFffff) [Fdom] [bdsm] [lesbian] [oral] [fantasy]

Tom’s eyes blinked as his eyes focused. He felt cold and saw an intense light that forced shut his eyes again. Dirt and gravel and grass pressed into his legs as he sat kneeling outside somewhere. Trying to stand, he felt an immediate jerk against his wrists and throat. Finally as his eyes fully adjusted he could see a large fire burned before him, and he sat outside in the forest at night on a hill he did not recognize. He looked up and saw the moon full in the starry sky.

Soon he felt a sharp sting on his upper back as nails dug into his skin and tore at him. He cried out and turned to see Iris standing over him. She smiled, her eyes gazing with an almost primordial fierceness. Her grin widened, revealing sharp fangs where before she had teeth. He recoiled and looked the other way and saw Martin slouched on his knees, his hands bound and held behind him. A heavy iron shackle clamped shut around his neck.

“Martin, hey man! Wake up, man! Wake up!” Tom thrashed in his bonds but could only move slightly. Read more »

The Perfect Sadist [MC] [MF] [BDSM]

I can’t stop thinking about what I want to do to you. I need to see your body, to smell your pussy, to taste your ass. These thoughts of you in my head are almost impossible to express in words. I need to paint you in the most beautiful watercolor painting in order to have a hope of expressing myself. I need to paint the pain and the pleasure I want to give to you. I must illustrate my need to possess you, to use you, to make you mine. Words are not enough. I am obsessed with you.

Eloquence is needed. If all I have are words then you deserve to be wrapped in the soft red velvet of my speech. The prose of a great writer is required in order to justly describe the power of our sexual transaction. What made us like this? I derive pleasure from your insatiable need to be abused by me in order for you to be fulfilled. Were you spanked too much as a child? Were you not spanked enough? Either way, I will help. Read more »