Tag: BDSM

Revenge Of The Cyber-Queen: Chapter 1: Moans Of Despair And Lust [Femdom], [Sci-Fi], [Orgasm-Denial], [Teasing], [Lesbian], [FBB], [BDSM], [Huml], [Fetish], [tragic love story]

*Author’s Note: The character of Professor Ava/Queen Ava is heavily-based on porn star, Ava Devine,
a very beautiful, voluptuous and talented actress with a fantastic voice and screen presence, so if you want to know exactly what the character looks/sounds like, check out Ms. Devine’s work.*

Revenge Of The Cyber Queen:

As Johnny (dark-haired & muscular football jock) and Lucinda (cute petite ponytailed-brunette with a perky personality) were about to walk into the Advanced Virtual computer lab, they gave each other an apprehensive look. It was going to be very awkward working with Professor Ava after Johnny had rejected her sexual advances last semester. In the intervening time, Johnny and Lucinda had started dating (although they hadn’t had sex yet) and they were pretty sure that Prof. Ava was aware of this.

And Lucinda had wanted to talk to Professor Ava privately, about…*something else*.

Walking inside, they saw that Prof. Ava was already here and had already turned on most of the very experimental computers (something to do with virtual reality, quantum mechanics & other stuff). Read more »

Teaching a new sub (24M, 19F)

We met through Tinder – Rachel (name changed) was petite, but had a beautiful ass (at least in the pictures) and a tiny waist. She had shoulder length hair, and was maybe 5’7″. She messaged me first, asking if I had done DDLG before (my description mentioned bdsm briefly). We chatted for a while, but what I liked about her most was how driven she was. She was well on her way to completing a MBA, which impressed me as she was so young. She seemed extremely intelligent. She was a power woman who took care of everyone else, and wanted to submit in the bedroom to escape it for a little while.

We met on the patio of a coffee shop near my place. It was hot out, and she wore a tiny tank top and shorts (she had come directly from the gym). I was pointed about what I was looking for, and she blushed enough times and spoke so excitedly that I knew she was in.

On our way out, I pushed her again my car, andran my hand down her side, didn’t kiss her, and told her she could call me when she wanted to masterbate to our plans, so she could ask permission to cum. Read more »

The night Rick took me to a club and we met Emma. My first real girl-girl experience and [FFM] threesome.

I’d love to tell you about my first girl-girl and FFM threesome experience with my boyfriend Rick about two years ago.

We were at that time experimenting with adding some spice to our sexlife. Not that it was boring, but Rick had told me some of his earlier experiences with three- and even foursomes, that it tickled my interest.

Just to introduce: my name is Simone and I’m 5’5, well built, not athletic ;-) I have 38D natural breasts and a nice round but soft ass (according to Rick and a few other guys). Rick is 6’5 and is well built, with some pretty good equipment and magic hands and fingers.

Rick already had some experience and he introduced me to this phenomenon of a couples club. It’s actually a swingers club, but couples club sounded less intimidating to me at that moment ;-) Read more »

The Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers, Bonus Scene [deep throat][domination][rough][Reluctant][oral]

This is a bonus scene that goes with my ongoing blog story *One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers*.
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I pulled the busty woman toward the hot tub inside my motel room. Jane, the voluptuous woman I was currently tossing into the water, had previously referred to the place as a *Biker’s BDSM Hell*. At the moment, I was looking forward to owning a new plaything because we’d just snagged her from the local library. It was fun, throwing her over her shiny new book ladder and screwing her senseless. We fucked her hard, too. After cumming in every one of her holes, we decided to keep her. She wasn’t thrilled about it, but that just made it more fun.

I jumped into the huge hot tub and when she attempted to get away I caught her easily enough. I grinned as I pulled my curvy new toy onto my lap. My mouth went to her neck and I ran my hands down between her legs, spreading them open. She still had so much to learn.

“I told you to never close your legs in my presence, didn’t I?” I corrected, giving her neck a hard bite, not enough to break the skin, but it would leave a mark. Read more »

Deep Throated and Dominated Librarian [str8][sadistic][Rough]MF][bikers][milf][Reluctant] [oral sex][nsfw]

This is a bonus scene that goes with my ongoing blog story *One Librarian and Two Sadistic Bikers* I hope you enjoy it and would love any feedback.
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I pulled the busty woman toward the hot tub inside my motel room, half dragging her as she put up quite a fight. Jane, the voluptuous woman who I was now tossing into the water, had previously referred to the place as a Biker’s BDSM Hell. At the moment, I was looking forward to owning a new plaything and I could care less about her attitude. It would be a pleasure to train her. Hound-dog and I just snagged her the night before from the local library. It was fun, throwing her over that shiny new book ladder and screwing her senseless. We fucked her so hard her glasses flew off, and then we fucked her even more. After cumming in every one of her holes, we decided to keep her. She wasn’t thrilled about it, but that just made it more fun. Read more »

The Dean and his student. [Mf][Mdom][fsub][BDSM]

“Sit down.”

And just like that, he thickened the air made already tangible by the long silence that came before he spoke.

Stella took her seat directly across him and turned her gaze toward the floor. Saddled in deep green velvet and held together by mahogany, the chair was, sadly, not as comfortable as it was aesthetically pleasing. *A problem plaguing this entire school*, Stella thought to herself as she shifted in her seat, waiting for him to speak once more.

Turns out, she had not long to wait.

“Did you think this funny, Ms. Lyon?”

Stella held her tongue. He continued.

“I asked you a question.” Read more »

Catfight

“He looked at them both, made them suffer from the degradation of just kneeling in front of him, as the king he was. He grabbed their hair and pulled their heads back so they stared up at him. I felt that sting of jealousy that always comes with a hint of arousal. As it always have done. I could feel, without touching, that my pussy was getting wet. Mr. B was looking down on the other girls, moving their heads around for a bit. They were breathing heavily. “So, you little sluts. You want this cock?” S was fast at responding. “YES!” she almost screamed. A hard slap landed on her cheek and she made the cutest scared noise. “You call me fucking SIR!” he grunted. She started crying quietly, I could hear her soft whimpering and sobbing. Mr. B continued. “So, you want this cock, huh? Then you better fight about it” he said with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen on his face. S was again fastest and pushed J away, so hard that J fell to the floor. She basically jumped on Mr. B’s cock and started sucking it wildly, desperately. J recovered fast, got up and pulled S’s long, blonde hair backwards, held it down and started sucking Mr B’s cock, also desperately. He was so pleased, smiled from ear to ear and his cock was harder than I’ve ever seen it. I got so mad, I wanted to jump out of the bed, punch both the girls in the face and give him the blowjob of his life. But I couldn’t. My place was in the bed, getting degraded. Suffer. I knew if I did good now, I would get the load. On my face, in my ass, in my mouth, on my tits or in my pussy, I didn’t know for sure, but I knew that I was gonna get it.” Read more »

Stories of a Certain Kind [FM] [Fdom] [Msub] [bdsm]

“Write me stories,” she said.

“Write me stories, and I’ll do to you whatever wicked things you do to your heroes.”

So, I wrote.

Tale upon tale flowed from my fingertips to hers. We were a team: I brought her raw materials, she crafted them into encounters. Her standards were simple and constant: Challenge myself. Balance indulgence with torment.

I filled the stories to bursting with my fantasies, page after page iterating over them from every angle. The possibilities lit up my mind constantly. She took plenty of liberties: Sometimes she would do exactly what I wrote, as if following instructions. Other times, I would not understand the connection to my prompt at all, until she would whisper the epiphany to me as her hands kneaded my most sensitive parts.

The result was that I never knew what to expect, never knew what nuanced wickedness my words might have unlocked, could never add in a detail without weighing the probability that I might be designing my own doom. She made it clear I would regret it if I went easy on myself. When I wrote weak stories, didn’t pour myself into them, didn’t give her enough to work with, there would be a consequence every time. Bruises, denial, scars. She would find a way to make me feel paradoxically judged and liberated. Read more »

Riding His Face [MF][face sitting][toy][light BDSM]

Night had fallen over the city hours ago. Teoni, a petite woman with a perpetual tan, sat at her vanity table in a sheer black baby doll brushing her long dark brown. When finished, she slipped on a silk leopard print robe, grabbed the face harness strap-on dildo her girlfriends had given her as a dare, and left her bedroom for her husband’s bedroom down the hall.

She entered Spiros’ richly appointed bedroom where her husband, thirty five years her senior, sat beneath the covers of his big bed with a laptop balanced on his knees. Even in striped pajamas, he looked like a dignified man of high stature with his wire rimmed glasses perched on his strong Mediterranean nose and his combed back wavy grey hair. He looked up from his cozy repose to see his sexy wife.

With his thick accented deep baritone voice, he asked, “And to what do I owe this pleasure, my dear?”

She held up the big black strap-on dildo by the strap.

“I have a new toy. I want to try it out.” Read more »

Instructions Ch. 7-9 [str8] [MF] [bdsm] [Fsub]

Chapter 7
Her stomach was a tight knot as she walked to the supply closet in the back. Clutching tightly to her bag she smiled at her coworkers and deflected attempts at small talk doing her best not to attract further attention. She knew the supply closet toward the back of the building was really more of a maintenance room. Down a long flight of stairs and near the boiler it was a place you only went if you really needed something so she hoped there would at least be a modicum of privacy for whatever he was about to do to her.

“I’m here,” she texted after clicking the lock shut behind her. There were only a handful of people in the building with keys and she was relatively sure that none of them were here today.

“Strip.”

She could sense the disappointment behind his words and felt her cheeks flush red with shame for letting him down. She knew she should have stopped, knew she shouldn’t have cum. She loved following his directions, even when it hurt, loved the way he’d tilt her chin up to look at him and say, “Good girl.” Well there was none of that coming anytime soon. Read more »