[MFf] “Disappearance at Bear Lake: Vol. 01” [BDSM]

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**Chapter One: “*On the Record*”**

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What follows is a partial transcript, taken from an interview conducted with Mrs. Summers. It was recorded during the production of a reality television-show, called *The Day I Nearly Died*. Regrettably, the episode in question was finished just prior to the show’s cancelation. Subsequently, it never aired.

The final edit of the episode is available online, however — for those diligent and tech-savy enough to find it. It’s not terribly remarkable and certainly does not convey the whole truth of Betty Summers’s harrowing story. Nothing noteworthy to this investigation made it into that final edit of the episode [#3.4: “A Disappearance at Bear Lake”], except for the sole mention of Mrs. Summers “seeing a strange hunter walking amongst the trees one night”.

Despite many attempts, portions of the original preliminary interview with Mrs. Summers were not obtained by the author. Other sections of her account were redacted by the producers of *The Day I Nearly Died* and will likely never see the light on day.

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> Transcribed from an audio-cassette, labeled: “Prep. Mrs. Summers #1 [Side A]”. It was provided to the author by the The Day I Nearly Died’s editor in chief, Jerry T. Crumb:

[MFf] “Disappearance at Bear Lake: Vol. 01” [BDSM]

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**Chapter One:** “*On the Record*”**

***

What follows is a partial transcript, taken from an interview conducted with Mrs. Summers. It was recorded during the production of a reality television-show, called *The Day I Nearly Died*. Regrettably, the episode in question was finished just prior to the show’s cancelation. Subsequently, it never aired.

The final edit of the episode is available online, however — for those diligent and tech-savy enough to find it. It’s not terribly remarkable and certainly does not convey the whole truth of Betty Summers’s harrowing story. Nothing noteworthy to this investigation made it into that final edit of the episode [#3.4: “A Disappearance at Bear Lake”], except for the sole mention of Mrs. Summers “seeing a strange hunter walking amongst the trees one night”.

Despite many attempts, portions of the original preliminary interview with Mrs. Summers were not obtained by the author. Other sections of her account were redacted by the producers of *The Day I Nearly Died* and will likely never see the light on day.

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> Transcribed from an audio-cassette, labeled: “Prep. Mrs. Summers #1 [Side A]”. It was provided to the author by the The Day I Nearly Died’s editor in chief, Jerry T. Crumb:

[MF] Making my student into a sex slave (bdsm)

A girl—no, now woman, unequivocally, though she’s still a girl to me, with some of those endearing habits left over from childhood that most of us, the unlucky ones, lose when we (supposedly) mature: in her case, biting her lip and casting her beautiful dark eyes to the ceiling as she considered a posed question—a woman kneels before me, her hands bound, her pert breasts thrust forward, the position revealing the contours of her ribs.

“Sir,” she whispers. “Do whatever you want to me.” I reach out and run my hand through her hair, black as pitch, dropping down to one breast as I pinch her nipple and begin to undo my belt.

How did we get here? Let me back up.

I’m a PhD candidate in comparative literature a top university, one which was in the news last year for student protests, and which continues to be in the news on occasion. During the tumult of the protests, many of my colleagues noted class attendance dwindling—not that they particularly minded, since most of us are farther left than even our most sincere little radicals.

My first BDSM session [MF]

I’ve been seeing this girl for maybe a month now as of today. Nothing serious, just two people have a good time with each other. She works in a sex toy shop, and has an incredibly healthy sexual appetite. She was about 5’6 or so, I think. Brown skin, jet black hair, curvy. Turns out, she’s also got a bit of a BDSM streak in her.

Myself, I’ve always had a slight BDSM streak myself. Nothing intense or extreme, just a little bit of a power play type of thing.

Tonight was a special night though. She said that she had a surprise for me when I come over tonight. I was excited. She also instructed me to umm… get a brazilian. Okay, that was an odd request but sure. So earlier that week I went got myself waxed. That shit hurt, but I never knew it was possible to be so smooth down there.

I got over to her place around 8:30 or so. I knocked on the door and she answered the door in sweats. Wasn’t exactly what I had in mind for a surprise, but I was just happy to see her.

You Want Me? Then Take Me. [M/F, BDSM, Group Scene]

** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **

Rob breathed in and stared at Kat strung up on the post in front of him. It was strange playing with someone other than Cara. He rolled his shoulders. He flexed and relaxed his hands. It was strange. Definitely different.

When Peter had first asked him to do this, Rob had told the man that he had to think about it. Had to talk to Cara about it.

Not that he thought she’d be upset by it.

He scoffed.

No, she’d been thrilled.

Pushy.

She’d pushed him to do it.

“Try it,” she’d begged him. “It’s fun. You’ll see.”

He studied Kat, her shorter, slimmer, amber-toned body so different than his wife’s long, voluptuous, creamy form. A pixie instead of his goddess.

He studied her body, taut and tense. Fearful, maybe. Definitely nervous.

Not like Cara, who was always confident and brazen. Who enjoyed being tied up, but who—he’d always feared—never enjoyed it as much as he did. Who did it because he wanted it so much, and she knew it.

[FM] My Master’s Request [BDSM] [Dom/Sub] [Master/Kitten] [Kink]

My Master’s Request

The Story Behind a Blog’s Inception.

“Good girl, that’s my perfect little kitten,” Master cooed during the peak of my climax. On my knees I made a valiant attempt to maintain eye contact with Him, fighting with my body as my back arched and my eyes betrayed my desire to hold His gaze, instead briefly rolling backwards. I drew in a deep breath and regained control of both my movements and my speech.

“Thank you, Master.” I managed to murmur after the final wave passed. Suddenly, my vibrating toy that I had placed inside of my lacy black panties felt uncomfortably intense up against my flushed wet cunt. Shifting my hips to distance my clit from the tip of my toy, I looked up into my Master’s adoring cerulean eyes from my place on the cold, hard tile. He appeared pleased. Grinning from ear to ear, He asked me a question to which He already knew the answer:
“Are you ready to come again for me, kitten?”

I nodded vehemently and readjusted my toy so that it once again rested against my clit. He laughed softly.

You Deserve a Punishment [M/F, BDSM]

** *Continuation of [this story](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5f1dhu/a_little_public_naughtiness_mf_ds/)* **

Peter got out of his car. He was home late. Again.

But this time he had a good reason.

It’d been several months since he’d last checked his website; fully automated, it rarely needed him at all. But he liked to keep his hand in it, tweaking and maintaining it. And he liked to read Kat.

He used to check near daily, eager to read her thoughts and words. But now he tended to wait, store up her stories, reading masses of them during rare spare moments.

Today, after talking to Hayato and between his other meetings and jobs, he’d logged on, curious what he’d missed in his wife’s life.

He’d scrolled down to the last post he’d read more than three months ago, an interview with Lyndsey Wayne, a student from one of the local colleges who’d been outed. He’d read the next post. And then the next. The one after that and the one after that.

He kept reading until his phone rang—a client whose appointment he’d missed. After contacting Janie, giving her detailed instructions to handle things for the rest of the day, Peter took his laptop and locked himself in his car.

[m]y preferences!

Interesting website. Good Q&A to judge your preferences (not just BDSM thank you!). Worth finding these things out about yourself!

== Results from bdsmtest.org ==
96% Voyeur
92% Non-monogamist
89% Exhibitionist
84% Switch
80% Experimentalist
76% Submissive
70% Vanilla
62% Rope bunny
50% Rigger
36% Dominant
27% Masochist
21% Brat
18% Sadist
17% Master/Mistress
13% Daddy/Mommy
10% Brat tamer
9% Girl/Boy
9% Primal (Prey)
8% Slave
8% Primal (Hunter)
6% Pet
4% Degradee
4% Ageplayer
2% Owner
2% Degrader