Tag: BDSM

The Perfect Victim, Part 2 (femdom, real, bdsm, kidnap, torture, consensual) (m35/f38)

She sat on the edge of her bed. She had laid out three outfits already, one for each of the next three days. There was part of her that was a bit nervous about this morning, sure everything that happened last night came directly from conversations they’d had while they knew each other, but she did have someone help her drug him and then chained him to the floor in her home. As she pulled on her black leather joggers, she looked in the mirror and thought about what she wanted to accomplish today. Her main goal was to get into a headspace that this was all real – she knew if she was there, he would be too.

She put on her matching black leather tank top and watched the monitor from the security camera downstairs. His sleep seemed to becoming more fitful, and it was almost time. She put on a matching black leather mask that completely hid her identity, especially when she tucked her long hair up underneath. She took one last look in the mirror, took a deep breath and walked out of the room. She knew the next ten minutes would make or break the weekend. Read more »

The Perfect Victim (femdom, real, kidnap, torture, consensual) (m35/f38)

[ This is the first time I’ve recounted an event that is 100% true. It’s from my point of view, but we’ve now talked about this for the last 10 years, and I’ve seen so much of the video; so it is pretty accurate. Would love to hear what you think ]

Part 1

The email was pretty straightforward; “Drinks Tonight?” Was what the subject read, and it was signed Miss Mia. She’d asked him earlier in the week if he had plans for the Labor Day Weekend, and he told her he’d finally broken up with his girlfriend, so he was ‘flying solo.’ It was just another example of the way that the timing was just never right for the two of them – every time one of them was single, the other was not in a position to start a relationship. This time was no different as she was set to move to London in the Fall to start her dream job.

They had an amazing relationship. She was very comfortable with her BDSM-centric lifestyle, and he was in his 20s and still very shy about his interests; but he trusted her and told her more than anyone. She helped him make sense of his kinks and fetishes, and the two played together on a regular schedule. Read more »

From passion to pain, part 29 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)

“Oooohhh. Ahhhhhh. Mmm” *pause* “Ungh. Ah, ah, ah. Mghg” *pause* “Oooohhh. Ahhhhhh. Mmhuh” *pause* “Ungh. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Mghgmm” *pause* “How does that feel, my little whore?” I had just alternated stuffing Ally’s ass and her pussy with an incredibly long set of anal beads I had acquired. She had made some rather peculiar noises as she got used to the new sensation of the silicone balls being inserted into her, so I had to know the outcome. “It feels weird, master. Not… bad, but… it’s odd. And I feel so full.” I proceeded to start circling the tight brunette, as I often do while analyzing anything new that I introduce. I rested my hand on her ass gently, then began walking it up her body. The softness of my touch brought goosebumps to Ally’s caramel skin and felt electric to my fingertips. I traced my way across her shoulders and began journeying back down her other side. Upon reaching her pert bum, I reached down even further and toyed with the anal beads that filled Ally’s orifices. Nothing too crazy, just some lazy circles for a bit, then gentle tugs, never removing the silicone toy from her. Ally cooed and moaned as I worked the toy in her holes. I stopped suddenly and smacked her ass with both hands. Ally shrieked, but I knew it was from surprise rather than any real pain. I spanked her ass harder and harder for a few minutes before moving on to the second half of my plans. Read more »

[M4M](Neon lights) Dangerous Love. 💜

Hello I’m 18+ so 18+ or 20+ please.

“All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God. Don’t you stop, Somethin’ ’bout you makes me wanna do things that I shouldn’t.Took 45 minutes to get
all dressed up. An we ain’t even gonna make it to this club. Now my mascara running, red lipstick smudged. Innocent little princess caught in your web.”
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As my watch read 5:06pm I sighed in relief knowing my shift was too end soon. From the corner of my eyes I could feel you gazing upon me but paid no mind. You’ve been doing this for months an quite honestly I have no idea why. **Did I do something to offend you?** You never said anything, You just stared. After 24 minutes my shift was over and it was time to head to my second job. Clocking out and going out to my car I drove off to the club. Little did I know though you and your men where to meet there with a rival gang and I would be the entertainment requested for that night. Read more »

From passion to pain, part 28 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)

Ally was at roughly a 45 degree angle near the corner of the bed – her long, charcoal locks tied up in pigtails and her ankles bound to her hair. Having Ally’s legs tied to individual ponytails allowed for me to spread them more easily, but did little to make her situation more comfortable. Ally’s position was made even less hospitable due to her laying upon her large breasts. Oh, and the cool, metal anal hook in her ass ensuring I could completely control her tight body with minimal effort. The j-shaped object invading Ally’s anus meant I couldn’t use that hole myself; however, I was quickly presented with an acceptable alternative. As I pulled my cock from her mouth Ally made a request, “please, master. Please use your slut’s big tits as another hole.” I looked at the pseudo hole created by Ally’s tits being smashed against the mattress, then at my dick, coated with her spit. I smacked her ass as I brought my hips to her chin, burying my cock in her cleavage. The spit made for short-lived lubricant, and I quickly switched back to fucking Ally’s throat. After getting another thick coat of saliva, I began thrusting back into Ally’s breasts. I alternated using her mouth and her breasts for quite some time, enjoying having my dick surrounded in a new and pleasurable way. Before long I had built a comfortable rythm and was getting used to having Ally going from gagging on the phallus invading her throat to being smothered by my pubic mound. Read more »

I Like It Rough Part II [MF] [BDSM] [BREATH CONTROL]

I lay on my back, naked on the bed before you. The blush pink pinch-pleated comforter underneath me compliments my fair skin. Our clothes lie in the front room, carelessly tossed aside in the midst of our foreplay. You stand above me at the edge of the bed. You stroke your hard cock and watch as I spread my legs, revealing my wet pussy to you. I slide two fingers through the pool of your cum on my breasts and down my nude body until they rest against my inner thigh.

“Daddy? Please?”

You nod and I caress my clit with my cum-glazed fingers. You watch me slide my two fingers deep inside of me. I gasp and moan; I’m sore from your earlier finger-banging. I like the pain. I withdraw my fingers and you see them both covered in thick globs of our shared cum. You lean forward and suck the cream from my fingers. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 3b – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Dubcon] [Les] [Plot heavy]

*Continuing from part A*

*”I´ve felt your mojo, son, and it permeates my members. While I was laying next to your mother, I could have sworn I heard Nicole on that pillow, screaming in satisfaction. Well, she is repaying it to you,” Mr. Yoon said. He and Peter did high five. They had no reservations about us in the kitchen understanding their manly dialogue. Mrs. Yoon was working as a wind, bending her figure in the same black apron with white lacing as I was wearing. Thanks to our combined strength, we baked a full sheet of elephant-shaped cookies and put cranberry spread on them.*

*”We are exchanging our men today,” Mrs.Yoon said and gave me a dish for her husband. I was stepping behind her on the way to the sitting room. We bowed, and I passed my load to an excited old man.*

*”Very good, girl,” Mr. Yoon said after eating two cookies. “I would never forbid Peter from sharing the bed with you.”*

*”No,” I laughed. ” That is the modern´s wife privilege and an instrument of power.”*

*Mr. Yoon sniffed. “When a wife is talking about her power, she is robbing her husband.”* Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 5, Part 3a – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [BDSM] [Dubcon] [Les] [Plot heavy]

**Nicole**

I was sitting in front of the mirror, wearing only a scrappy piece of clothing that wasn´t in the picture – the black thong with glittering daisy bloom on the broader side.

Patricia looked over my shoulder and gave a long whistle as if my boobs could compare favorably with hers.

“Your innocence is deceitful, Nicole,” she said. “Mr. White is scattershot that he hasn´t sent you the gown, just some minisculities, but I think he is sewing the finest wedding dress.”

“And I would be making the groom suite? My soon-to-be mother-in-law has done all the work. I won´t leave the side of her son!”

Patricia opened the green lipstick, a second item White passed on, to be received by the hand he asked for in marriage.

“I will draw you little waves. Let him not get tired of you.”

“And I don´t wish that since…?”

“Since Paladins have connections and White shouldn´t overhear your fiancé´s first name. Trying to look like your mind is elsewhere? He will search for the other charmer. You will be free of James but robbed of Peter, who in turn will lose….” She quickly spread her arms, fluttering them like a bird learning to fly. Read more »

I Like It Rough [MF] [BDSM] [BREATH CONTROL]

I’m restless and edgy. Fantasizing about you isn’t working anymore. You’ve been gone for too long. We’re arguing more often. The distance between us has left your little whore obstinate and belligerent.

You feel the strain of tension between us the second you cross the threshold into my apartment. The modern-boho design is misleading in its carefree use of colors, textures, and patterns. The motifs of nature paired with earth and jewel tones once embraced a laid-back vibe are now mocking although the sensual, fruity musk of jasmine still fills the air, combining its sweet femininity and masculine wildness in a universally attractive smell. 

I’m wearing a white camisole crop top that hangs loosely under my breasts and teases a peek at my waist. The wide cut of my olive green pants are split on either side up to my thighs revealing the soft porcelain color of my legs. You enter in your favorite hooded sweatshirt and a pair of denim blue jeans that hug your body in all the right places. The jet lag from business travel is visible on your handsome face. Read more »

[MF] How I obliterated a random chick from Hinge, (pics included)

After nearly a dozen dates with basic chicks, I finally found my goose. Let’s call her Bella. Bella is 5’1″, chubby, cute latina, and a complete freak in the sheets. After a few messages back and forth, she gave me her number, we setup a time to meet for coffee, and she was back at my place in less than half an hour. Before I knew it, clothes were coming off, and the launch sequence had been initiated.

We had talked about BDSM over coffee, so she was already pretty comfortable with the idea, and had some experience, and wanted to explore more. Music to my ears. I started by running ice cubes all over her body, as she fidgeted, witnessed by her erecting nipples. I took the queue and started fingering her, following my guru Stirling Cooper’s tricks. I don’t think any girl I’ve been with has cum as quickly from fingering as she did. Read more »