Tag: BDSM

The Note: Part One and Part Two [BDSM]

Part One

As I opened the note I looked around cautiously. Nothing else seemed out of the ordinary. Shower, put on the clothes in your room, and be ready at 7. I looked at the clock; it was already 6. Even if I did what the note said now, I’d never be ready by 7. Wait. Was I really considering this? I put the note back and went to my room. On the bed was a large white box wrapped in a pink ribbon.

Two things came to mind while I was opening the box. One, I know whoever sent the note. They obviously knew me. Who would know to put the note in my kitchen? Knowing I would go to the fridge to get wine after my Friday afternoon class. Two, I was surprisingly excited. My somewhat boring Friday night in just turned into an unknown adventure.

I pulled the clothes out of the box. A black satin bra with panties to match, a black dress, and stilettos. Running my hands over the material I knew this wasn’t Sears quality clothes. These were expensive and someone bought them for me. Another note fell from the clothes, Hurry up now, you don’t want to be late. Read more »

Tonight at the Swingers Club

My wife and I have been swingers for 10 years. Before we started swinging we laid out our ground rules and have always stuck to them. Well that is until tonight. Our ground rules were simple. We would always do things together, which has lead to many threesomes and a few times with another couple but we'd never ever do a full swap. The few times we played with another couple it was always girl on girl with the guys watching then each respected husband would bang his wife to finish. That went out the window tonight. Read more »

Kinky sex with my (20F) new dom (22M) [Slight BDSM]

This happened a few days ago, as we were laying outside in my hammock. It was the evening, and we were desperate to get away for some alone time. We were out in the open when he grabbed my face and pressed his lips into mine. His beard was digging into the skin around my lips, rubbing it raw and claiming what was rightfully his. His fingers were digging into my cheeks as I turned to press my body into his.

It didn’t matter where we were, or what we were doing, when he wants me, I give him me, and that was to be made clear to me today.

“Now, be a good girl and open your legs.” He commands. His hot breath is on my lips as they are reaching to return to his. I noticed his tone was hard as I pulled away, my eyes widened and were pouring into his, I was internally begging him not to ask this of me. But there was another part of me that wanted it so bad. I snapped my thighs shut and curled into the blankets surrounding us, burying my face in shame. I couldn’t let him do this, not in my hammock where anyone could walk by, where anyone could see. Read more »

Alrighty! After my recent break up i found comfort in imagining my next relationship. Enjoy! (Slight bdsm)

We had been fighting, why you didn't want to come to the gathering infuriated me. I had made dinner, and you sat patiently waiting at the table. You gazed at me, always knowing that the lingerie hidden underneath my dress was always put on just for your pleasure. You wondered which set I had on tonight, not wanting to go through a whole social extravaganza without knowing.

"Where is my dinner?" You ask sternly. Frankly, I was so mad at you that I didn't want to serve you the dinner I had made for you just an hour earlier. With a sigh of defeat, I slipped out of my little black dress and gave you a look that made you laugh, obviously the fact that I really wanted to go out tonight amuses you. Fuck you and your rules. Kicking my dress off the tip of my heel, I tossed your dinner in the sink and audibly told you to fuck off. "What THE FUCK. What am I going to eat now?!" You are getting angry with me now, but I couldn't care less. I walk up to you, the klink of my heels still masking my anger. You swallow hard at the sight of how my body carries the lingerie, my hips gently swaying and the lace caressing my skin. This was a set you had never seen before, and it was supposed to be a suprise, but it is a waste of time planning anything for you! You never had any patience, you son of a bitch. Read more »

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Neanderthals return…. Chapter 2 – Part 1 [mf]

It has been 200 years since i’ve been awake. More than that, what was it that Dr. Warner said. It was the year 2245. It has been…. let’s see.. 230 years? Christ, we sure as hell fucked things up. Looking in front of me at the monstrous figure in charge of my fate. Everything around me feels odd. Some of the objects I see around me are obviously advanced beyond the early 21st century, while others are….so ancient and rudimentary. Let’s see Neanderthals that’s what mon’gor is. They were extinct ages ago. Maybe they’re only scavengers of human technology? It would explain the mix of wardrobe hybrid between the jetsons and flinstones. Then again, my gaze going up Mon’gor’s powerful back. His powerful muscles moving with ease glistening in the artificial light that seems to nearly perfectly match sunlight. At least they finally got rid of that fake yellow office light I hated so much. His sculpted ass fitting snugly in his leather pants stopping just short of his knees. mmmm, okay… he’d probably break me in two, but I’m definitely liking the view in this new age. Read more »

Neanderthals return….[Prologue]

Fair warning.. this is a lot of foreplay and not as much actual sex. I'm going to develop this slowly though it'll have slavery, BDSM, cheating, adultery, and all kinds of fun elements.

This is heavily inspired by the recent Jurassic Park movie. So props for the remake inspiring me to write this to begin with.

Anyways.. story time.

In 2015, when the remake of Jurassic park came about, there was already some discourse on how close we've come to realizing some of these fictional concepts visualized in the movie. Jules Verne is credited for imagining much of the innovation and creation that have come to be in the 20th century. Virtually all of his imaginary vehicles and innovation that were simply beyond comprehension at the end the 19th century have come to pass and made into reality through out the course of the 20th century. Everything from the idea of a submarine, or space travel has come to pass. The main exception that comes to mind is traveling to the center of the earth which I'm sure given the right motivation we would be eager and capable to rise to the challenge. Read more »

[M/F] [BDSM] The Latest Sex Slave (WIP)

I was mostly writing this for myself but I was curious to get constructive criticism on it from non-biased sources. If anyone here ends up liking where it's going, I'd be happy to keep writing/sharing it.

Tasha’s eyes open slowly, but she is not slow by choice. She feels drained, but… why? She stops to think for a moment, trying hard to remember why she feels so exhausted, but nothing comes to her. “Maybe I just need a cup of coffee,” she thinks to herself as she starts to fully wake up. Tasha tries to lift herself up, but quickly realizes that she can barely move. As soon as she tries to lift her arms, she feels ropes tug at her skin, the coarse material hugging her wrists tightly. Her legs seem to be tied as well, and as she tries her limbs she begins to understand why she’d fallen asleep in an upright position. That wasn’t her chair back home as she’d originally thought. Her eyes shoot completely open, her mind suddenly racing as she looks around the room. Read more »

Ass-eating Is So Fulfilling

So, last night Janet and I went to bed a little early. I don't know if she knew it at the time, but it was my intention to start a ruckus with her. As soon as we got under the covers, I asked her if she wanted to see how she was doing on Reddit. She was very interested, and we spent some time going over what pictures I've posted of her naked body and juicy parts. She liked reading the comments we received, and we both get a thrill from looking at the Imgur stats for how many times each picture has been viewed. A hot picture of her in her collar from one of our BDSM sessions has somewhere in the neighborhood of 22,000 views, and we could both feel ourselves getting a little squirmy thinking about all the people who've seen my wife's breasts standing proud and full while she kneels, wearing a collar, showing her total subjugation to me.

Next, we switched over to a video porn site to see what sort of video we could watch together. We like to look at naked women being fondled and fucked. She found a good one of an older woman teasing and seducing a younger woman into some lesbian antics. Read more »

To celebrate the supreme court ruling, I’m offering my entire catalog for free! [Hetero / Lesbian / Gay / Bisexual / BDSM][X-posted on /r/freeEBOOKS]

To celebrate this unexpected blessing, I've decided to make my entire catalog free on as many vendors as possible, for at least the next week. Participating vendors include:

Google Play

Barnes & Noble

iTunes

Kobo

Scribd

I'm just so stoked, I want to give something back to the universe. Thanks, guys.

EDIT: For those who want to use their kindle, I made up .mobi files for each title and put them on my google drive here.

Staying Out [MM][Anal]

Click on my name for the previous stories in this series Feeling His Way Through and Mark Figures It Out

"Hey, Tad, you gotta minute?" Paige asked before the first bell rang.

"Sure, Paige, what's up?" Tad absently touched his bruised lip as he stopped. Their schoolmates routed around the two of them to create an oasis in the crowded hallway.

Paige's impromptu baby shower on Friday during lunch in the school cafeteria indirectly led to her ex-boyfriend and reluctant baby-daddy to give Tad a fat lip. It wasn't swollen anymore after three days, but the mottled skin still bore the clear imprint of Charlie Johnson's knuckles.

"I wanted to apologize for what happened Friday," she said, not quite meeting his eyes.

"That's not on you," Tad said with a dismissive wave. "You only went out with him. You didn't make him hit me."

"No, but I spun him up on purpose and knew he was unstable. If I hadn't done that he might not have hurt you." She gave him the kind of stern look that implied how seriously she took her apology. Read more »