At first, she was surprised by how much they had to talk about it. She was a little annoyed too, if she was being perfectly honest. After the initial attraction, that fateful day when she handed him the green riding crop in her car and saw the animal behind his eyes, things slowed way down. He became distant at first, but eventually, even he couldn’t deny the magnetic pull they experienced in each other’s presence. Then, there was the elevator. When he grabbed her, and pulled her head back, it was like her skin crackled with electricity under his hands. She spent the rest of the day painfully aware of the silky wetness between her legs.
Tag: BDSM
Friday Delight [MFM] [light bdsm]
This is the first chapter of a series I thought I would write. I only got to chapter 2 and I don't know if I should continue. Let me know what you think!
Arching my back, I moan into his mouth. Gradually I open my mouth and let him in, the kiss slowly turning into a desperate plea for more. Feeling his hands pressing against my breasts, slowly rubbing against my nipples; making them stand at attention. I grind against his body, craving more of his touch against my skin. I feel another pair of hands run through my hair, softly pulling me towards him. Groaning out loud at the loss of his lips, I feel something being pushed against my mouth. Adjusting around the object, I feel it out. It's a ball gag. Moaning against the gag, I look into both their eyes. They make me tense with their stares and I try to move away and undo the gag.
They both move and I notice the rope; I know I won't be able to move in a second. Running the rope against my body, my arms are tied behind my back. I can't get away, and I don't think I would even if I could. I feel my husband's eyes looking deeply into mine, I beg him for more. He understands and quickly blindfolds me. I am at their mercy.
The Animal Within – Part 3 (Critiques welcome) [MF][BDSM][Mdom][Boss-Secretary]
"What I am about to show you is for your eyes only," he said. She was excited, but strangely calm. He had that effect on her. He made her slightly silly, but safe. It bothered her because it was new, and hinted at a deeper connection.
Ever since the day in her car, when the animal had slipped its tether, things had been different. At first, he tried to throw back up the walls stronger and higher. He was coldly professional. It hurt her a little because she wanted nothing more from him than to see him as he really was. In the end, it was that hurt, rather than any teasing or flirting which brought the walls tumbling down.
He discovered that he couldn't bear her being hurt. Before, with other women, he would either not care when they were hurt by his rebuff, or secretly take a small, nasty joy in it. The look she would give him though, half confused, half sad, when he wouldn't laugh at the really funny joke she made, or rise to her teasing, unwound him. He couldn't keep up the facade, and began to crack long before the green riding crop was forgotten.
The Animal Within – Part 2 [Str8][BDSM][MF]
If he was being honest, he had always been different in a lot of ways. Sex was just another one of the ways in which he was different. As a result of several very hard lessons, learned the very hard way, very early on, he was very disciplined about a great many things. Sex was one of those as well. He had also learned just how different he was.
He was insatiable as a young man. For awhile, after his first heartbreak, it was a nasty, vindictive kind of lust. He fucked as a form of revenge. Then, simply put, he was exhausted by it. He was tired of trying to get back at someone who would never know they were getting got, by using people just as fucked up as he was. It was like smashing your own possessions when you were angry. All it did was double the mess, and leave you empty.
Then, for awhile (a short while) he was like a monk. He lived on the mountain. He punished his body for its impure desires. He longed for the cold, clear, unobtainable serenity of the monastic order, or the hermit. Sure, he loved skiing, but in the end, every day on the mountain was done for lust, and love.
[M] The Sun, The Girl and Goodbye [Chapter 8][BDSM][Romance]
He opens the door.
She is entirely naked, open, arms tied together, legs bound apart. She is a toy for his pleasure, laid face-down so he can do whatever he wishes while not having to look her in the eyes if he does not wish. But of course, he does at the moment. He wants to see the fear in them. The concern. The false pride and bravado.
He strokes her face with his thumb before moving it to her lips. “Kiss it.” He waits until she does, her soft, full lips grinding over his rough skin before planting the single kiss. She looks as if she'll say something but then frowns and closes her lips.
“Good girl. I thought you'd have more trouble with the no speaking rule.”
He moves out of her line of sight, heavy steps making echoes like thunderclaps. He can be graceful some other time. Now he's the thing in the darkness. The eyes behind the veil. He's invincible, and perfect, and everything he can see, touch, is his.
Age ain’t nothin’ but a number.
Until that summer two years ago, my sex life had pretty much been non existent. I was determined to save my virginity until marriage, find the right man, dream house, you name it. I was basically your average hopeless romantic waiting for the right guy to sweep me off my feet, and end up a happily ever after. Looking back now two years later I regret that all. I'm not saying I had options left and right thrown at me, but I turned down a handful of opportunities. Until the summer I was 22. I met a man who made me look at life differently, including sex. Here I was a 22 year old virgin... about to fuck the hottest 41 year old I had ever seen. Sure... age seems a bit unconventional, and maybe it was. At that point I didn't care. I had gotten out of a bad 3 year on and off emotionally abusive relationship where he refused to fuck and used all aspects of sex against me. So I was more then ready to let my "perfect man" fantasy go. I found the most imperfect man instead, and it was one hell of a ride. We met through an online app. For personal reasons I won't disclose what it was, but we had been talking for awhile. A few months at best, just bantering back and fourth getting to know each other. He was hot-- and I was lusting. Bad. I didn't care that he still lived with his ex girlfriend, or had a son only a few years behind me. He was also very into BDSM. Which of course, turned me on. I guess you could say he was my "Master" for a breif period of time. Me being a virgin turned him on, and quite frankly, I needed to learn. I had been in a sex-less bubble for 22 years. One night we finally decided to meet. He picked me up from my apartment, and I was nervous as hell. We drove to an isolated location parking lot. It was like a hot sex scene out of a movie. Window's were already steamed- and damn he was a good kisser. Before I knew it he had had me pull my pants down, and undies off. He started rubbing my clit, and then slowly putting his finger in my pussy. He went back and fourth, making me moan until I cumed and fell apart in front of him. Naturally, I wanted to please him back. I undid his pants, and out came a 9 inch hard cock. Which was intimidating, being the first one I had ever sucked. He taught me technique… and I quickly went down on him eager to learn and try. I quickly went down on him, sucking slowly.. then going quickly again making him as hard as a rock. Licking, and sucking eventually he cummed and I swallowed all of him proudly as he moaned for me, legs shaking. After I was done he quickly pulled his boxers and pants back up, as I did the same with mine. He said, "I think this will work. Next time though, hotel. and you better believe I'll be inside you." and then we drove off back into the night, like nothing happened… but I knew though. This was only the beginning…
The Animal Within – Part 1 (Critiques Welcome)[Str8][MF][BDSM]
Weeks. It had been building for weeks. Every day the touches seemed a little less casual. The looks a little more suggestive. Today it was definitely there though. That thing between them. It was clear that today was different.
At first, she thought she was imagining things. He was always so controlled. So disciplined. So fucking platonic. She had worked with him for almost a year, and had barely gotten past platitudes and the occasional anecdote. He was attractive enough, in a very clean-cut way. Not especially tall or remarkable, but witty and occasionally she would get a glimpse at a dark humor just below the surface. His eyes would occasional betray a subtle disdain for the more ridiculous coworkers, or a world-weary amusement at the banal HR emails. It was enough to keep her interested.
After watching closely for months, she finally detected the slightest crack in his reserve. She had always ridden horses. From some of the things he said, he had a passing familiarity with cowboy riding, and tack, but she never got details nor had he expressed anything more than a polite interest. Until the day he saw the dressage crop in her car.
Oral with the married woman – M/f – D/s – butt stuff
My job keeps me moving. Airplanes, rented cars, hotel rooms, board rooms, and on and on. I rarely go to sleep in the city I woke up in. I get lonely and horny and seek out companionship. This was about two years ago.
There is another site I use often and for years have been posting dirty stories and occasional comments on where my travels are taking me.
That is how she found me. One of my 300 or so regular readers. I posted that I would be in her city for two days and she took a risk.
She was married and unhappy. The normal complaints of anyone seeking an affair for reasons of lust. I won't bore you with them nor will I defend any arguments of morality. If you don't agree with her or my actions, that's fine, but keep your opinion to yourself if you please.
She had never met me, but had been reading me for years and felt she knew me. She had no idea what I looked like but had spent much time aroused by my words.
A walk in the park [F/M]
This is from last summer. There was this girl, with whom we had a kind of a BDSM relationship thing going (Dominant/submissive).
So one night, at quite a late time, we went to the park. It was really quiet, but still the thought of getting caught was exciting. I stripped her naked and tied her on a tree, her back facing me at first. I had the whip I usually used with me, but I thought it would be better to just spank her using a branch. We were both overachievers and it seemed a good idea haha. So, I started spanking (or whipping?) her with a branch, while she counted every blow, thanking me after each one. If she would make a mistake, I would start all over. She did make some mistakes so the total count was a lot! After I was done, her ass and back were red and stinging in the most pleasurable way. Pain was never an issue with her
After that, I untied her, got her on her knees and tied her hands on the tree, above her head. I also tied her torso, so that she could not move. Which led to oral play. Of course, during all that verbal humiliation was happening.
Sydney feeds alexa
Sydney feeds Alexa WARNING: scat,BDSM,kidnapping, don’t read if you’re easily offended or under 18 I do not condone the acts preformed in this story and all characters are fictional. Alexa is a short blonde girl with cheery chubby cheeks. She was always laughing and smiling. She has a nice little ass and tight little belly. Sydney is a tall athletic girl who’s cute butt jiggles as she walks. She has blonde hair as well, is in the choir, and very innocent. She is also Alexa’s tennis team mate and best friend. One day the two tennis team mates were walking home from practice. It was getting dark at around 8:30 and that’s when I got them. “Unnnhnfffhn” they squealed. They couldn’t very well communicate with the rags of chloroform over their mouths. That’s when I brought them into the room. It was a small room with a light and a hardwood wood floor. “This is the feeding room” I said. They both looked in horror. “Sydney is going to be your feeding slut.” I explained. “Come here now.” I motioned to the taller beautiful bodied Sydney. I hoisted her up on to the device. It contained leather straps to hold her in a position that held her legs up and presented her ass and pussy. “I will feed Sydney, and you will eat from her anus as she passes on her meals.” They both looked at me with pale faces. I forced Sydney to eat her slop and told them I’d be back when she had to poop. I told her to ring a little bell I left next to her feeding contraption. I told her if she went poopy before she rang the bell she would be in trouble. I waited 4 hours. Then I heard the little ring of the bell come from the basement. They were still restrained just the way I had left them hours ago. Sydney simply could not wait any longer. She began to writhe, and squirm around, needing her release. “Alexa.” I said and she looked at me nervously. “I hope you’re hungry little baby slut.” I removed her from the chains that had kept her from doing anything naughty while I was upstairs. I put her on a short, leather leash and then pulled her over to her team mates juicy ass. “time to put on your muzzle” I said looking down at the frightened little blonde. I took out the little leather mask that I would first strap around Alexa’s head, and then strap to Sydney’s thighs. There was a small tube going from Sydney’s tight little butthole, into Alexa’s mouth piece on the muzzle. I told Alexa if she didn’t eat the dinner Sydney had prepared for her, she would have to make her own food, from her own butt. Sydney, now almost ready explode, was red hot with her desperation for her release. “Ok, Sydney why don’t you give this anus sucking baby slut a nice warm meal.” She groaned “Alexa I’m so sorry” she cried. And with that the tall tennis goddess let go. Her anal batter flowed into Alexa’s wet little mouth. The shorter blonde tried to pull away from the feeding contraption but the strap around her head and Sydney’s thighs made it difficult for her to move from the muzzle. After all the butt candy had been pushed out, I bent down to unstrap them from the muzzle. “Uh-oh, did someone enjoy feeding her friend?” I said looking down at her sopping wet pussy. Sydney turned very red as I explained to Alexa; “You hear that? She gets turned on when you’re forced eat her special chocolate. She likes seeing you eat from her potty hole.” She could look neither me nor Alexa in the eye. She was humiliated, and it was making her even wetter. I removed the muzzle that connected them and looked at Alexa. “She needs to be wiped.” I said. She looked nervous and confused. I pulled her over to Sydney’s pinkish brown ring, and told her “clean it with your tongue. If you don’t do a good job you will be punished.” Alexa could not bring herself to orally clean her friends dirty little hole. “Ok I guess you need punishment. Big girls can listen, and follow directions. I told you to clean her. Did you clean her?” She looked at me trembling. “Did you clean her?” I asked again with a stern tone. She still said nothing. “Alright, then I guess since you can’t follow directions, you can’t be a big girl.” I pulled her into another room, leaving Sydney still hanging by her straps of the feeding contraption. I brought Alexa to a room with a bed and baby supplies. I told her to lay down on the bed and she did, knowing that I would force her down if she didn’t comply. Once she laid down I put a diaper under her bottom. She looked extremely powerless as I whitened her privates with baby powder. “You will now crawl everywhere you go, and you will use your diaper to go potty. Her face looked as if she had just wet herself in front of the entire school. She was a completely embarrassed, diapered little ass eater. I brought her back to the feeding room were her friend was still hanging. "Alexa decided she wanted to be a baby slut.” I explained. Blood rushed to her cheeks once again. “Ohhh is the little poopy slut embarrassed?” She looked at Sydney ashamed of what had happened. I lowered Sydney down from the straps and re-chained my two butt sluts for the night. Later that night I came down to check on the girls. They laid awake on the floor, both in the fetal position. It was warm in the feeding room, and the girls had used the small toiletries I had left out for them to freshen up. I want to humiliate and dominate my blonde butt pets, but I also want them kept fresh for when I want to use them for my own pleasure later. I discovered that Alexa had messed her diaper. She had been so humiliated from being turned into a baby, that she dared not disobey again. I had taught her a lesson. I told her to go in her diaper, and she did. “Well, well. Looks like the wittle baby made a mess.” Alexa’s face turned Crimson once again. I unchained my playthings and brought them to the center of the room. “Sydney, you’re going to change the baby” I said and she turned white. She began to shakily undo Alexa’s full diaper, when I stopped her. “Ah ah not yet. Let’s hear how bad baby fudge muncher wants a clean bottom.” I grabbed her cute little dimples and forced her to look me in the eye. “You’re going to beg Sydney to change you, or you will lick that diaper clean. Now beg her.” Alexa just looked at me with her jaw down trying to find something to say. “Last chance, beg for her to change your diaper like a good baby slut, or you will clean your own mess up with your tongue.” Alexa began to stutter tears welled up in her eyes as she said “please change my diaper.” “That’s not good enough, baby. You better beg for it right now.” I said sternly. “Please! Please change my stinky diaper Sydney! I need cant take it anymore it’s so squishy and warm!” She cried. “That’s a good baby slut” I said satisfied. “Now change her and get ready for feeding time. Sydney will prepare it nice and steamy, just the way you like it.”