Tag: BDSM

First Session with the Couple’s Counselor [Fantasy, Discussion of BDSM Practices]

Tiffany, a petite elfin girl leaned forward, lavender eyes intent and golden hair flowing forward. Her pointed ears were almost invisible beneath the mass of hair. “He never brings anyone home from work,” she said in a high-pitched, silver bell of a voice. “He called me a freak and I don’t think he likes my breasts. The office was all dark panelling and dim lighting with a faint musky order emanating from the cave-like dark opening to another room.

The couple’s counsel the two had chosen was muscular and densely furred with debauched, red eyes and sharp teeth that emerged from his upper lip. He tried not to obviously leer at the beautiful former princess as he nodded in response to her statement. Then he looked over at his other client, Commander of the Dark Horde, Sourfang, Thigh-Snapper of the Blood Clan who currently leaned as far back as he could in the overstuff couch, which sank under his weight like a ten-year old mattress under the weight of two enthusiastic teenagers. His arms were crossed and his dark expression said he’d rather be anywhere but in this office. Read more »

An interesting date night…. Ending (Part 2) [MFM]

Sorry don’t know how to link Part 1, but I posted it yesterday…

Once I read that message there were two things I knew: My wife was buzzing good, and tonight was going to be fun! I look over at Twain, he asks if everything is ok. I respond everything is fine.

I ask if he wants another drink. He looks at his watch and says sure. I respond and say, “Well we are staying a block away, why not come over to our place for a drink?” He thinks about it for a moment and says sure.

My wife comes back New make-up on, sits down and now her skirt is pulled up even further! She looks at both of us and I say that Twain is coming over for a drink. We settle our bills and head on out.

Now for a bit of background: this has always been a fantasy but never put into play. I knew my wife was buzzing and probably still needed something to ease her up.

I recommend we all polish of the joint before we get to our room. As we reach our room my wife grabs both of our hands and says, “Let’s have some fun!” Read more »

[FM] Masseuse in Training – Pt 1[bdsm] [drugs][cheating] [oral] [teasing] [ass eating] [massage]

I met her through reddit, she was posting in a local sub talking about her massage training and the
requirement to do so many unpaid hours practicing her new trade with lucky clients.

It was clear that she would eventually have a fulfilling career working the therapeutic and sensual
magic of her sensitive fingers, but for now she had to go about giving out free massages to
strangers from the internet (and presumably seeing and touching all of their nakedness within minutes of meeting.)

As soon as I saw the ad, and saw that she was a short drive from my neighborhood, I started to do a
little stalking. I found some very similar CL ads, and connected some dots and picked up on a
different reddit account with some risque pic and posts. Realized she had a very sensual erotic and
even submissive side to some of her other posts and comments, nothing over the top, but a smoldering
sexuality lurking in there with a particular interest, perhaps, in being a submissive worshipful
cumslut with a penchant for seducing married men and ‘serving’ them with a level of intensity,
skill, enthusiasm and worshipful submission that their wives could never touch. She liked ‘ruining
and spoiling’ them with her service and a huge load of appreciation was her reward. Read more »

Subject 962 – Part2 [M] [BDSM] [Torture] [slave]

I decided to continue on the story of this post: https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/6f924o/subject_962_my_first_writing_m_bdsm_torture_slave/
Here is part2 and more will come, please let me know what you think.

I am suddenly awaken as I hear the door open, a woman enters with a tray and puts it on the floor near me.

-Here, you must be hungry after all those experiments.

I was so exhausted that I fell asleep even with those things still on me, the exhaustion won and I was sleeping, but for how long?

-What is that?

-Oh sorry it’s not exactly food, it’s a sort of protein shake, you see we have to properly control the vitamins and proteins you ingest so the results are more accurate.

-I just want these things off me. I want to leave.

-You can’t we are not done yet, now drink you will need it.

-No, I would rather starve.

-If you don’t we will have to force you to. Read more »

[FM] Invitation to spank me and how I imagine it [fwb][bdsm]

I want you to spank me. I want to feel how it would feel with *your* hands and *your* sense of rhythm and *your* increasing force against me. I want to hear what words, if any, you would say to me. That’s why I bring it up, to put the idea in your head. I tease and laugh when we start – it is our way. It feels natural with you. Spanking magic works on me even through my clothes, so it starts casually, innocently with open-handed, glancing blows on my cheeks mixed with shockingly hard squeezes. I look back at you and whine a little. Oooww. What are you doing? Slow beats, not painful, but a gathering stinging warmth. I joke less, grow quiet. Anything I say comes out slowly, slightly slurred and low. A word catches in my throat on a surprising blow out of rhythm. You are still unpredictable. I spread my legs apart just a bit more and lean over further as if to meet your hand. Your hand drifts closer to the midline, slightly cupping where my ass and legs meet, more focused, faster and somehow deeper as if you are thrusting into me. Your fingers sometimes glance along my inner thigh, your palm strays and smacks my pussy. Some blows make me gasp and toss my hair. I am bucking under you, I am growing wild. I am moaning. There are invisible cords that pull within me almost against my will. My inner workings awaken, pulse and flood. I want to rub my clit but I don’t. I want *you* to rub my clit but you don’t. You keep on spanking. I want you to eat me out. I want you to fuck me deep. But even without that I know I cannot help it… I am going to cum. Guttural and in time to your blows, I cum. And then collapse. You do something gentle again, a soft pat, a sweet kiss, while I try to recover my senses. We examine the aftermath. My skin, blazing red, shows outlines of your fingers in places. I am stirred and disturbed by this for almost a full day after. I beg you to fuck me, tell you only your cum can take away the sting. But know this, every time I move or sit down I will still feel it and want you to fuck me again.

Sharing Darling Nicky [MF],[FF],[MFF],[spanking],[BDSM]

Sharing Darling Nicky
[mf], [ff], [mff], [anal], [bdsm]

It was the end of August. My life had settled down. Katie and I ended up fucking two or three days a week. Most of the time it was back at my apartment but the office was still of use to us. The hottest was on a CMS technical assistance conference call that was scheduled for an entire afternoon. She got on her knees and sucked my cock for an hour. I paid back the favor by eating out her very wet pussy for an hour and a half. The last twenty minutes I was causing her pain as she had gotten so sensitive from the stimulation of my tongue and fingers but I never let up.

The original impetus for Katie to fuck me had dissipated. Her husband was making love to her when she wanted it gentle and fucking her when she needed it hard. At the same time, they loved her showing off, so he got quite a few videos of his wife on her hands and knees getting pounded by me. Katie liked how I took charge of her and she was so incredibly turned on over what she had seen with the scene Nicky and I had shared with her and Bob at the start of the month. Read more »

My side of the story, fucking Mia in a hotel room while her moms in the room [FF] [long]

This is the first time I’ve written a story like this. A former partner recently and randomly reached out to me. She basically just wanted to have a threesome with me and my wife. While we are still noodling on that idea, she did also share she wrote about our encounters on here ([1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/63wjy3/sharing_a_hotel_with_mom_not_incest_ff_fm_long/?st=J17XYTTL&sh=164fc956) and [2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/641o0f/lizs_toy_chest_ff_bdsm_long/)) .

Reading it got me unbelievably horny. So horny that I made my wife….well another story ;). I’ve decided to write a companion piece of the night I met Mia. Her description of me physically is pretty accurate in her story.

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The show that night started around 8. Early so that cops hopefully wouldn’t get called. It was a hardcore show, so I didn’t dress up much. Usually it’s just dudes and the occasional butch. But I had fucked just about all the lesbos in the local scene by that point. Decided to wear just a gray tight tank and tight black jeans with lacy black boyshort panties Read more »

PRIDE & Punishment – [FF, BDSM, Pervertable]

Pip Jones pushed their protest signs aside to clear space, hearing the poster board and plastic handles hit the floor with a clatter, before she hopped up on the table. Leaning down to bite Cora Jameson’s bottom lip, Pip wrapped her long, pecan-colored legs around Cora’s bared, aspen-shaded waist. Pip smiled against the shorter woman’s lips when Cora’s hands moved higher up her thighs, lifting her skirt with them.

“Rainbow panties?” Cora laughed and brushed her finger against the brightly colored satin.

Pip shrugged and arched into the touch. “Well, it is PRIDE.” Her breath hitched when Cora’s finger dipped beneath her panties’ elastic hem. “The most wonderful time of the year.”

“Not so much this year.”

Pip straightened a bit at Cora’s bitter tone. Not that she blamed her. Not when, earlier this month, just in time for PRIDE, President Rosen announced his plans to strengthen religious freedom laws. At the expense of women, people of color, and the LGBTQ+ community. Laws that, under the guise of protecting people of faith, sought to strip people of their way of life, their freedom, and their dignity. Pip, as a black, bisexual woman, understood that bitterness all too well. Read more »

White Skank Owned [Mf NonCon]

This fictional story contains significant non-consensual sexual encounters and repeated depictions of a raped woman who desires her (multiple) attacks. Please do not proceed if this type of fiction is not for you. This story is not intended to depict any actual person(s), living or dead. This story is submitted for publication at Literotica but hasn’t been approved at the time of publishing. It was inspired by some posts in /r/rapekink so if that isn’t your cup of tea, then maybe skip this one.

Transcript Begins

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G: Max! There you are, sit down man, thanks for stopping in.

M: George, what’s up. You know I don’t come into town much. What the fuck do you want?

G: Just to catch up man! The wifes been a bitch lately and the goddamn kids keep me running all over town. Why do I need a special reason just to have a quiet night with an old friend. What? Why you looking at me that way? Ok, fuck, maybe I could use a top-up.

M: Shut the fuck up George. I’m not gonna talk about that shit with you, not here. Read more »

[MF][Str8/Bi?][fantasy][Msub][bdsm] – Subject 962 – My first attempt at writing something

As I wake up, all I see is a white ceiling, I am naked laying on my back, arms alongside my body, legs straight, I try to move but I soon find that I can’t, my wrists are tied to the bed, and so are my ankles, I try to raise my head to see around only to find that a collar keeps my neck down tied to the bed too, try to look down the best I can and around my waist there is a metal belt with straps that hold me against the bed too, what is going on? Why am I restrained like this? How did I got here? What happened? I can’t remember anything, last thing I can recall is leaving work as I always do.

-Oh you’re awake!

I hear as a woman enters the room, a nurse, or at least looks like it.

-Where am I? What happened?

-You don’t remember? You volunteered for this project.

-What project?

-Sexual research of course!

-But I don’t remember anything, I would never do that specially if it means being tied up like this! Read more »