I sat on my heels hands behind my back, just the way Patrick liked. I slowly opened my mouth and heard his chuckle.
“Now, I didn’t say for your to open your mouth just yet did I Princess?” I felt his hand on my chin lifting it up slightly, “But you are so very beautiful when you’re ready to please me.”
The sound of him unzipping his pants tugged at the core of my essence. I wanted him, I needed him, and I was going to do anything to make sure he knew it.
Gathering my hair in one hand I felt the head of his hardness circling my lips before he dipped his cock slowly in my mouth. My tongue danced around the tip as I licked it hearing him moan. Nothing turned me on more than hearing him moan because of me.
Placing my tongue at the very tip, I began to suck. His hands wrapped around my hair tightly as he slowly forced himself further inside my mouth. I felt his hardness grow as he began fucking the back of my throat.
Tears rolled down my cheeks as I gagged. His moans filled the room and it became my only focus. Nothing else mattered but his pleasure, his moans. Not the wetness between my legs, not the lack of oxygen, not the slight sharp pain as random strands of my hair were pulled out of my head. After the nice gift he gave me at dinner it was the least I could do for him. Abruptly he pulled himself out of my mouth and I gasped for air as he did the same.
“God Princess, you are such a hungry little slut aren’t you?”
“Yes Sir,” I said before he shoved himself back inside my mouth. I knew he was close to orgasm, he was fucking my throat harder and faster. I gagged louder, but soon his moans of pure ecstasy drowned out any other noise in the room as I felt his warm cum fill my mouth and drip down the back of my throat. His taste was indescribably delicious as it always was.
“Wow, that was amazing Princess! You are such a good girl, when you want to be. Now get on the bed.”
I jumped up with eager anticipation and laid face up on the bed. Patrick took my blindfold off and looked deep into my eyes as he rubbed my cheek gently with appreciation.
He placed the blindfold on the nightstand and made his way around the bed locking me into my restraints.
“Now this is how I’m going to guarantee you don’t move.” A sly smirk swept across his face as he sat next to me on the bed. Moving his hands across my body, I gasped as he kissed my breast before giving my nipple a flick of his tongue.
While his mouth was giving my nipples much needed attention, his hand made it’s way down to my slit and I felt his fingers slide effortlessly in. A rush of warmth filled me and squirmed as he kissed his way down my stomach.
Patrick stopped before moving past my navel and looked at me, “squirming is moving Princess, keep still.”
He and I both knew it was an impossible task. The way he touched me was too good for my body not to respond. Patrick stood up and walked to the foot of the bed where he kneeled smiling.
“I felt how wet you were, but now I can see it for myself. I think if I touch you there’s no doubt you’ll cum. But remember you were a bad girl and I’m supposed to be punishing you.”
He kissed his way up my inner left thigh before pausing, skipping over my pussy, he kissed his way down my inner right thigh. I groaned with frustration and I heard him chuckle once again.
His hands began to trace my outer lips, I couldn’t stand it, I needed it, I needed to cum.
“Please!” I shouted out in annoyance.
I felt his finger lingering at my entrance, swirling around the opening making me more wet. I tried to move down towards his hand to help his finger enter me. But my efforts were in vain.
“My little wanton whore. I might just leave you here to think about what is it you just tried to do. Remind you who is in charge in this room. In fact I think it will do you good to think about the consequences of your actions while I get ready for your next punishment.”
Patrick stood up and walked out of sight, even though I could still hear him close by. I let out a loud frustrated sigh and tried to center myself. My ass was slightly sore from the flogging, my pussy dripping wet with anticipation, and my face covered in my ruined makeup. My mind began to wander as I heard him shuffling and sifting through drawers and the opening of cupboards.
After what seemed like a half hour, he reappeared in my line of sight with a bottle of water and my favorite wand. I smiled and giggled knowing what was about to happen.
“You’re pretty pleased with yourself aren’t you Princess?”
I nodded my head vigorously, “Yes Sir, I always am.”
Tag: BDSM
A Fantasy Fulfilled – Part II – [Fiction][18+][MF][Str8][BDSM][MDom][Fsub] [Rope][Fellatio][Rough][Cropping][Forced Orgasms]
###[Part I of this story can be found here](https://www.reddit.com/user/Wolf_in_Me/comments/11t1hq5/a_fantasy_fulfilled_part_i_fiction18mf/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)
“You did very well, Lana,” Luke said, “And your mouth is quite exceptional. You’re a good little cock sucker.”
She smiled at his words, but her heart sank in her chest. She was beginning to feel ashamed, yet she knew she deserved it. She had been pleading for it, practically begging for his cum in her mouth. Her trepidation did not go unnoticed.
“Come here,” Luke said, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
Luke pulled Lana onto his lap. She felt exposed yet strangely invulnerable. Lana could feel the warmth of his body as he pressed his face against hers, and his tongue ran along her jawline until it reached her neck. She closed her eyes as a tear of shame began to form, then felt his beard tickle her neck. His warm breath was against her skin as his mouth moved down to her breasts, sucking each nipple gently. She felt his fingers pinch her nipples as he sucked them, then his thumb pressed against her mouth as he held it there. She opened her eyes, seeing him looking at her with a smile.
[F4M} Don’t Move Part 2 [M40] [F35] [BDSM] [Punishment] [D/s] [Sir] [Princess] [Flogging] [Owned] [Blindfold] [Fingering] [Teasing]
Before Patrick shut the door, I knew I was in trouble. As soon as he stepped in the house I heard his deep voice in a low dom tone, “Bedroom, now!”
As I walked to the bedroom a slight smirk came across my face. I knew I was going to be punished for not obeying his commands at dinner. I was still reeling from the orgasm he gave me under the table while our friends carried on their polite conversations.
I stepped into the bedroom and Patrick quickly followed, slamming the door. He turned me around to face him.
“You were a bad girl at dinner! No panties, drawing attention to yourself, and the worst offense was moving when I specifically commanded you not to. What am I going to do with you, Princess?”
I knew this was a rhetorical question, and I simply shrugged my shoulders and lowered my gaze from him. This caused him to chuckle.
“Acting innocent now isn’t going to save you. Take off your shoes and get on your knees.”
I quickly slipped out of my shoes and lowered myself to kneel before him, my heart pounding with thoughts of what wonderful punishments I was going to receive. He walked around me, inspecting my body, letting out little chuckles from time to time. He stopped in front of me and bent down, lifting my chin so our eyes met.
“Now, you want to be a good girl? Trust me, you’re going to be the best girl Princess, just you wait.”
Patrick stood back up and went to the toy drawer. I heard him rustling around which made me excited, he knew my favorite toys, he knew my favorite punishments, and most of all he knew how to make me suffer without saying a word.
I felt him behind me as he placed a blindfold on my face. The coolness of the silk felt good on my skin and I felt myself growing wet with anticipation.
“Stand up Princess.”
He helped me to my feet and I felt his hard body press up against my back. He pulled my hair gently back to one side and kissed my neck. “You look so nice in this dress, I hope it wasn’t terribly expensive,” he whispered in my ear before he began ripping it off of me. The fabric fell to the floor as he unsnapped my bra and threw it to the side.
“You are so perfect, look at how beautiful your body is, especially when I know it’s all mine.”
His hands started exploring my body, and I heard his chuckles as I whimpered and moaned at his touch. The temptation to face him and kiss him was very intense, but I held my composure as his hands wandered from my breasts to my stomach to the outer lips of my pussy.
Instinctively my hips bucked and I felt a sharp slap on my ass.
“You are such an eager little slut, but you need to learn to stay still. Had you done that in the first place, we wouldn’t be here now, isn’t that right?”
“Yes Sir, I’m sorry Sir.”
I felt him back away from me, and I knew he was going for his favorite flogger. My pussy pulsated at the thought of him using it on me, how many strikes would I be getting? How hard would he be hitting me?
“Hands on the bed, ass in the air!” he commanded
He slowly led me to the bed and made sure my hands were firmly and comfortably placed where he wanted them. His warm hand caressed my back finding their way down the curves of my ass.
Once his hand left my body, I knew it was time. I could smell the leather of the flogger before he swung it. The slight stings of his warm up lashes were enough to get my endorphins racing.
“Don’t move Princess, and I mean it this time.”
Before I knew it the warm up was over, and we had moved on to the real show. Slap after slap, lash after lash, I felt the sting of the cold leather and tried my best to stay still. I could feel my skin becoming warm from each strike. Patrick was enjoying it as much as I was, but he never lost focus on what he was doing.
Unexpectedly he stopped and began rubbing my cheeks, I felt his hand slowly move around to the outer lips of my pussy, then he plunged one finger in to gauge my wetness.
“You’re soaking wet Princess.”
He added another finger hitting my g-spot, then his thumb on my clit. My legs were shaking, and I felt as if I was going to collapse.
“I said don’t move, and here you are shaking,” he said, playfully taunting me. “It’s time to continue with your punishments, can you handle that?”
Through my moans, and gasping for breath I managed to get out, “Yes Sir” before he spun me around and guided me to my knees.
“This next part is going to be so much fun for both of us. Now remember to relax your throat.”
[F] My BF (Now Ex) fucked me in Front of 20 People
I first heard about sex parties from a friend who went to one “to do writing research” (lol) and ended up scissoring with another woman. When she told me about it, my pussy lit up. The idea of attending an Eyes Wide Shut-style event (minus the murder) titillated me so much, I just had to see for myself.
After months of masturbating to the hot possibilities, I started going to high-end masquerades solo. Each time, I felt like I was visiting a magical realm, where hedonistic beauty abounds and shame dies at the door. So primal, so freeing, so empowering.
Watching a variety of people fuck in a variety of ways will really validate your desires.
But that was all I ever did at the parties: watch. I’m a major introvert and feel most comfortable alone or one on one—not exactly a recipe for succ-sex at an orgy! Which is why when I got together with a bf and we created a deep, trusting relationship, I was so excited to try out a sex party with him.A little about this boyfriend: he was smart, funny, and hot. Like, Leo-in-Titanic-hot.
My Quick, Rough, Messy Creampie Fantasy [MF] [F35] [M40+] [Quickie] [Dirty Talk] [Choking] [Breath Play] [BDSM] [Degradation] [Forced Orgasm] [Messy Creampie] [Breeding] [Use Me]
I’m sitting on the couch, playing on my phone, I haven’t noticed that you’re staring at me with hunger in your eyes.
I want you push me down on my back, rip my pants off, thrust two fingers in to me with one hand and cover my mouth with the other.
Call me a dirty little slut when my pussy starts gushing for you.
Tell me to scream as loud as I can as you curl your fingers up to stroke my g-spot.
Tell me what a depraved little girl I am when I spread my legs wider to take you.
Force another finger in and hold them deep and still.
Make me grind on you, hump your fingers like the greedy whore I need to be.
Move your hand to my throat and squeeze – tell me that you’ll only let me breathe when I cum for you again.
Before I can catch my breath, pump your cock in to me.
Fuck me so hard and fast that I can’t manage to get a breath of air.
Real experience at a hot photoshoot
So I’ve been a long time lurker on this sub, but finally decided to post some of my own stories.
I’ve created this account to post as I want to keep my main one separate.
I’m going to start off with one of my absolute favourite experiences ever (a few years ago now).
I’ve added in a couple of slight embellishments, but it’s about 95% true.
I’m Lainey, and my boyfriend at the time (Damien), booked us to do a couples ‘sexy’ photoshoot. I’ve got a pretty good body (5’4, slim, nice c cups), and I did like the idea of having some sexy shots, so I agreed.
We drove to the studio on a Saturday, just after lunchtime. It was in the city in a fairly old building on a middle floor. It was open plan, and did look very professional (exposed beams and brick walls).
A guy called Mark (white, about 6ft, average looking but well built) met us at the door and gave us a quick show around. He then introduced us to Hayley (white, about 5’5, skinny, rather cute) who worked there and Adam (mixed race around 5’10, good looking). He then showed us to a changing room and told us to pick any of the outfits, freshen up and then come back out.
My boyfriend stripped to his boxer shorts and put a white shirt and tie on. I was going to pick out one of the many underwear sets, but my boyfriend thrust something into my arms “you’d look amazing in this!” He said. I held it up and realised it was basically just bdsm type straps that go around your tits and body, not covering anything at all! “No chance” I told him. He was super persistent though, so in the end I agreed to wear it but with a lacy chemise and a thong, where you could see the strap outlines, but it wasn’t transparent enough to see much else. I also slipped on some black heels. He grumped a bit, but agreed on the compromise.
It was pretty nerve-wracking stepping back out, but we soon settled into it, with Mark taking the pictures, Hayley doing the lighting and Adam moving props about. They had me bend slightly over a desk with Damien behind me like he was my reprimanding boss. At this point, I admit, I was absolutely getting turned on!
We did a few more poses, and then Mark said “so how racy are you two wanting to go? Any x rated stuff?”. My boyfriend immediately responded “lets find out”. He removed his shirt and boxers, and was stood there naked, with a massive erection! Hayley let out a wolf whistle and the other guys had a chuckle. “Well?” Said Hayley, “are you going to join him?”.
I slowly pulled the chemise off. My heart was pounding. I dropped it to the floor and slowly stepped out of it. My nipples went rock hard, (which I was acutely aware of!). “And the thong” said my boyfriend. I pulled it down and let it slide down my legs, onto my heels, and stepped out of it.
I looked up. Mark, Hayley and Adam were all looking me, stood there with my tits completely exposed, and my little slit now visible.
“Ok, lets start with with you sitting on the desk Lainey” said Mark. “And Damien, if you stand next to her. Ok, Lainey, put your hand around his dick like you’re giving him a handjob.”. I put my hand around Damiens cock. I don’t think I’d ever felt it as hard. “Now Damien if you put your fingers against her pussy, like you’re sliding them in”.
Damiens fingers brushed against my already soaked pussy, it was absolute ecstasy.
“Lets try and loosen it up a bit” said Mark. “It’s not looking natural. Pretend you are actually getting each other off, let out some fake moans, imagine you’re doing it!”
I jokingly did a couple of fake moans and Damien did a couple of grunts. All of a sudden, Damien catches my eyes, smirks at me, and slides 2 of his fingers in me. At this point I let out a massive moan, that was very much not fake. He starts finger fucking me slowly, and omg it felt like heaven. I kept glancing at Mark taking the photos. I wondered if he could see how wet I was.
“Really good guys” said Mark. “Lainey, if you now get on your knees in-front of the desk, and put your mouth on his cock, like you’re giving a blow job”. At this point I was like putty in their hands. I dropped to my knees and put the tip of Damiens cock in my mouth.
Damien started gently mouth fucking me. “Oh wow that looks really hot guys!” said Hayley. “Lainey, look right into the camera” said Mark. “Now if this is too far just tell me, but what would look great now, is if you squat whilst doing that, with your legs apart, and make it look like you’re touching yourself. What do you think?”
“Ok” I mumbled. My pussy had been screaming to be touched, so I gladly put my hand immediately between my legs. So here I was, practically naked, my boyfriends dick in my mouth, and my legs spread basically masturbating for 3 strangers. I cannot tell you how much of a rush it was.
Should I post part 2?
Ok, part 2….
“Lainey, if you now go around the other side of the desk and bend over it, and Damien if you go behind her and make it look like you’re giving her a good time!”. I immediately obeyed Marks directions and bent over, facing Mark and Hayley. As Damien came around to me, I said “don’t you dare start fucking me!”. Another smirk from him told me he was going to have me anyway.
I felt him slowly push into me and start fucking me, and oh my god did it feel good.
Again, Marks direction was to look into the camera, which was hard as I could feel an orgasm building. The taboo of cumming in-front of these strangers made it even harder to control, I had never felt such pure pleasure. I fought it for as long as I could but then the orgasm took hold fairly quickly. I was screaming, my body was shaking, I collapsed on the desk in a mess, pushing Damien out of my soaked pussy.
After a minute or so I looked up. Mark had a big grin on his face and Adam clearly had a boner. Hayley broke the silence – “I’ll have what she’s having” she quipped. We all started laughing.
“Your confidence seems to have built up, and we’ve already seen everything. Do you want me to film as well as pictures? We do a lot of work with onlyfans girls, we’re used to it.” Mark proposed.
“Honestly, there’s no need to feel embarrassed, it’s all good!”. He was clearly directing this at me as Damien was so obviously up for it.
“What the hell” I said, “lets make some porn!”
“Fantastic! Let’s get you out here from behind that desk!” Said Mark “and lets lose the straps and just have you completed naked”.
I stripped out of the straps, not that they were covering anything anyway, but I somehow did feel even more exposed now.
Mark got Damien to sit on a couch, then directed me to climb on top of him whilst facing the camera (from a quick Google I think this is reverse cowgirl!). He told me to slowly ride Damien whilst looking at the camera. The complete exposure and submission was intoxicating. My legs were wide apart, they could clearly see Damiens cock going in and out as I rose up and down, my tits swaying slightly as I moved.
“Lainey, if you just perch now, and Damien you take over doing the work. And if you then touch yourself whilst he’s fucking you Lainey”.
Yep, Mark had managed to somehow find a way to raise the tempo yet again! Damien started fucking me, and my hand moved down to start playing with my lips. Whilst I touched myself, I spread my lips apart, wanting to show Mark, Hayley and Adam everything. I then really started concentrating on my clit. Right on cue, Damien started fucking me harder, and speeding up. I could feel the crescendo building.
“Adam, move in close with the second camera” said Mark, sensing my moment was coming.
I screamed so loudly, there must have been people outside that heard. The orgasm in that moment was the most intense thing I had ever experienced.
Obviously too much for Damien he grunted and I could feel his cum pulsing into me. He moved out from under me and I collapsed onto the couch exhausted.
“Hayley, if you hold her legs in the air, lets get a cream pie shot” I felt Hayley gently take my ankles, and lift my legs in the air and apart. Adam held a light over me, and Mark had his camera about a foot from my pussy. I felt Damiens cum push out of me, and run onto my thigh. “Oh shit” whispered Hayley, it sounded like she was in awe.
“Ok, lets go and take a quick look at what we’ve got over here at the computer” said Mark, “obviously this is unedited, but it’ll give you an idea”.
I slowly got up and said “I’ll just get dressed”, but Mark interjected “no need, honestly it’ll only be 5 minutes”.
I wondered over to the computer as Mark started the playback. All of a sudden reality hit me. Now that I’d been satisfied and it was over, I was very much aware that I was completely naked infront of 3 strangers, and had my boyfriends cum still rolling down my legs.
I tried to act normal whilst then looking at the pictures and watching the video of me and Damien fucking. Admittedly it did look very good.
“Well, we’ll be in touch in a few days once we’ve edited them” said Mark as the final cum scene ended. “Feel free to go and get dressed”.
Myself and Damien turned and walked back to the dressing room. I could feel Mark and Adams eyes watching my ass as I walked, the cum still wet between my thighs. I liked that they were watching.
“I cannot believe we just did that” I said to Damien as we got dressed. He grinned at me – “we are 100% doing that again” he said.
I rolled my eyes, but secretly I was in complete agreement!
Don’t Move [M40] [F35] [D/s] [Princess] [Sir] [Fingering] [Public] [Orgasm] [BDSM]
**Sitting at the table, enjoying the various topics of conversation among the other guests, I felt his hand touch my thigh. With a gentle squeeze to gain my attention i felt his breath near my ear before he spoke.**
**”Do you know how badly I want you right now, Princess?”**
**The soft sound of his commanding voice touching me, exciting me in places that tortured every inch of my of my sex and beyond. I closed my eyes and slightly shook my head in response. His hand began rubbing my thigh and I shifted in my seat letting him know I was getting aroused, this was not the time or the place for it.**
**I heard his soft chuckle, “you need to stay still.” I glanced at him seeing the sexy smirk on his face. The dinner continued on around us, and no one noticed our private conversation. He made his intentions clear, and I was speechless.**
**”Did you hear me?”**
**”Yes… Sir”**
**Motioning for me to turn my face back to the guests at the table, his hand started discreetly making its way under my dress. I felt the heat rush to my face and held my breath. Soon his hand found its way to my naked inner thigh.**
[MF] A hot summer fling with my [26] friend’s kinky little sister [21]
Last summer, my friend hosted her younger sister Kayla who was coming back for break from an out-of-state college. I was initially introduced to her at the gym. My jaw dropped. The first thing I saw was her curvy chest accentuated by a white long-sleeve cropped workout top that might have been a size too small. It hugged her skin so tightly that the stretched white fabric made the black sports bra underneath easily visible. Her exposed waist and stomach were slim and fit like a model’s yet her tits were impossibly perky. She was wearing short shorts that failed to contain her round firm ass cheeks. I had to make a conscious effort to stop gawking as they approached.
Online Dating Gone Wrong
Trigger warning: this story portrays sexual violence against women
Jenna was 27 and had been in her new apartment for a few months. She was petite and slender. She was 5’1 on a good day and weighed 100lbs soaking wet. She had been a long distance runner (track and cross country) in high school and just continued through college and early adulthood as a hobby. She had short blonde hair and brown eyes.
She moved in when she broke up with her boyfriend. Things had gotten a little rocky with their relationship and then the recession hit and her boyfriend lost his job. After that he didn’t have any confidence and he didn’t try to find another job. This led Jenna to try to be supportive but according to her boyfriend she was being a nag.
On top of all this her boyfriend didn’t step up and help around the house. After 6 months of this Jenna realized she didn’t like her boyfriend and she was attracted to him anymore. Jenna, being a successful woman needed a man that respected her but also took the lead in their life. They agreed it would be best to break up and her boyfriend moved back home to his parents house.
Happy Birthday [F4M/Mf] [18+] [Brat] [Female Sub] [Male Dom] [Pre-Foreplay] [Intensity] [Longing] [Need] [BDSM] [Teasing] [Desire] [Passion] [Restraint] [Begging] [Punishment]
“Mhhmm” I sigh out as you turn the steering wheel and pull up in the driveway and look at you as you place the car in park, and I lean my head back on the head rest.
“Finally, we’re home.” You state as you unbuckle your seatbelt and lean over the console and kiss me. “Thank you for tonight.” I feel your lips pull a smile against mine as you reach for the side of my face. “Couldn’t have asked for a greater birthday dinner with everyone.”
“Any time, honey.” I say closing the gap between us again and meet your lips.
We make our way back into the house and up the stairs into the bedroom. You stand in front of the vanity as you begin to undo the buttons on your shirt to loosen it. You watch me intently through the mirror as I go to sit on our bed and cross my legs and bend over, unhooking my heels. I run my hand over the covers, only for you to just notice the paraphernalia laying there. Your eyes widen as you turn around and make your way over to me.