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Basically, these two are some of the absolute nastiest shit you’ll ever read in fanfiction, but the satire is so freaking hilarious and the writing quality so top-notch that it somehow makes up for it anyway.

Without spoiling anything about them, I can say with confidence that if you ever wanted to see Parappa The Rapper nakedly crawling around on the external surface of Um Jammer Lammy’s brain like Spider-Man and fucking every last square inch of it (as well as a whole multitude of other similarly hilariously wretched and disgusting things including but not limited to characters being gang-raped by the horrifically deformed Amalgamates from Undertale), you’ve come to the right place.

*”MY FUCKING LIFE…” Alphys cried, pouring the remaining contents of her bleach bottle into her favorite beaker and drinking it like a boss*

They Made Me A Human Squeeze Toy [MDom][FSub][huml][bdsm]

My name is Jessica. I work as a cabana girl for a members only sex club. My boss, Chelsea, caught me breaking the number one rule: employees may not fraternize with the club members. I did it for the easy money. And now, if I want to keep my great paying job, I must submit to whatever they have in store in the club’s basement dungeon.

In the basement’s bedroom, Chelsea prepared me for the night. She had me dress in black boy shorts over a white lace thong. She brushed my hair and braided into a single thick braid that hung between my shoulder blades. I felt so vulnerable topless, dressed in a pair of skimpy shorts.

Chelsea said, “You’re the dungeon bitch tonight. You’ll be at the mercy of our Dom. Are you down with that?”

“Yeah.”

She smiled. “Good. You’re going to have to regain my trust. It starts in the dungeon.”

The Dom, named Don, stood ready in his leather pants and vest.

Nymph Queen; [Mdom][Fsub][bdsm][huml][watersports][rimming][nsfl][dark fantasy]

Long time lurker here, with a new pen name for a story that I would probably drop dead from shame if people knew I wrote. I’m aware that all of you won’t like this, but to the one dude out there who does like this, you’re welcome… you filthy animal…

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No one ever believes me when I say that I am actually the forgotten queen of a forgotten land. My name is Nyrennaea, queen of the nymph people, heir to the lunar throne. I stopped introducing myself as such, a long time ago. That life is long behind me now. Even if the opportunity arose to return to it, I think I would have to refuse.

My stepfather, step-grandfather, husband, and former captor, King Zydrunas, was a cruel, evil man, who ruled the kingdom with an iron fist. He put himself above criticism, above the law, and above morality, and killed any who opposed him. My people stood up, and rejected the monarchy, choosing to govern themselves. However, within months, the humans conquered our petty kingdom, showering us with toxic, crude oil, poisoning our waters. Millions of nymph women were dragged from the ocean in vast nets, and forced into indentured servitude. The royal family didn’t escape this fate either; I myself was born into captivity. I’ve never had the desire to run a kingdom, and I don’t have the skills to do so. My entire life has been service to humans.

[MF] My sub slut and what she is doing today

I have been remotely training my slave over the last few months as she is new to the BDSM world and needed some guidance. After discussing how this would work, we have agreed on a path for her to explore and every once in a while I have posted about it. Today I had her wear her garters, stockings and a dress to work. She has progressed extremely well to this point and explored so many new and exciting things and is in need of new experiences. So I am posting what I she is doing for you to enjoy. As background, she is extremely aroused as I have made her abstain from orgasms but had her tease herself prior to today. Her morning messages made it clear that she was so turned on and aroused that her panties were soaked though by the time she arrived at work.

This is what I just sent her:

As you know punishment is not always based upon bad behavior or failure to please your master, sometimes it is because it WILL please your master. And today you WILL please me.

My Weekend in Philadelphia [MF] [Bondage] [Femdom]

I was your typical 18 year old American male. A very horny, somewhat lazy, curious to a fault, college student. I lived at home and had just started waiting tables at a restaurant, I took 4 classes at a local community college and played video games on the weekends and at night. I didn’t care much for school, and as your standard male I cared about money and sex. When I say sex, I mean bondage. Of course, I was still a virgin.

For as long as I can remember, I liked being tied up, and loved how women looked bound. When I was 8 I would play cops and robbers with my babysitter, and when she would “secure” me with pillow cases or scarves I was euphoric. So, when I was 13 and got cable internet and my own computer, I went berserk. Through high school I would, occasionally, get to tie up whatever girlfriend I had at the time. It was all amateur as amateur could get, and as soon as I was 17 (legal age) I started a quest to find a *real* woman, who truly knew what she was doing.

“The Taste of Her Submission” [BDSM]

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**THE TASTE OF HER SUBMISSION**

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The woman glanced upward, seeing the man’s distorted face through the bottom of his glass tumbler. When seen from this strange perspective, his features appeared momentarily monstrous; his charming smile rendered suddenly sardonic, twisted and unsymmetrical.

The man drank the last of the whiskey in his glass, then lowered the tumbler toward the woman curled up in his lap. While swirling the half-melted ice-cubes in contemplative circles, he announced: “You taste good”, speaking in a guttural whisper.

The woman opened her mouth to respond, but found no words to speak. Instead, she lowered her head back down onto the man’s lap, letting her lips naturally wrap back around his swollen cock.

Her pussy was still aching from earlier. Although it was sore to the touch — *and painful so* — the feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant. *How did he even come up with something like that?*, she wondered, letting the tip of her tongue glide under his foreskin…

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“The Taste of Her Submission” [BDSM]

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**THE TASTE OF HER SUBMISSION**

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The woman glanced upward, seeing the man’s distorted face through the bottom of his glass tumbler. When seen from this strange perspective, his features appeared momentarily monstrous; his charming smile rendered suddenly sardonic, twisted and unsymmetrical.

The man drank the last of the whiskey in his glass, then lowered the tumbler toward the woman curled up in his lap. While swirling the half-melted ice-cubes in contemplative circles, he announced: “You taste good”, speaking in a guttural whisper.

The woman opened her mouth to respond, but found no words to speak. Instead, she lowered her head back down onto the man’s lap, letting her lips naturally wrap back around his swollen cock.

Her pussy was still aching from earlier. Although it was sore to the touch — *and painful so* — the feeling wasn’t entirely unpleasant. *How did he even come up with something like that?*, she wondered, letting the tip of her tongue glide under his foreskin…

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