Lexi dominates the dryad queen [FFFM][femdom][lesdom][power play][strapon lesbian][female orgasm denial][F on M rimjob][dom couple][bdsm][fantasy][dryads][male POV]

Dryad = a girl, but made of plants (in these stories). There isn’t much fantasy in this excerpt so it’s not important.

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Though she looked impassive, the queen’s mellifluous voice shook slightly. But not with anger and betrayal, that the male brought in peace was coming unbound. No, for now we seemed safe. She was explaining in terms that I couldn’t quite understand that she couldn’t let Lexi leave, and that she didn’t know if the chance would come again. She was, in fact, seething slightly, under her neutral demeanour. It felt as though she were angry at herself for wanting this, for putting herself in the position of supplicant in her own land. The queen’s guard took up a position in the corner of the room, pretending hard not to listen. I could sense Lexi’s annoyance.

S.O.L. Games: Pet Teachers part 1/2 (teachers and 18yo senior women abducted for sex games on remote island replica of their school. kinda ‘choose your own adventure’) [Str8][m/FF][nc][rape][piss][Mdom][sadism]

Start with the Prologue! Link in comments

Then read other chapters in any order!

Links to all my stories and more chapters to this story are in comments.

*Pronounced ‘soul’ games. First-person, creepy, non-chronological, episodic stories inspired by the anime “Euphoria”, the book “Battle Royal”, the show “Squid Games”, etc. In this one, I choose two of my milf teachers.*

DISCLAIMERS

I’m just trying to help with these disclaimers! I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

FETISH / WARNINGS

-Rape/Abuse/Violence/Non-con

-Gross descriptions / bodily fluids / bad smells

-Pissing

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Pet Teachers Part 1

New Life As A Lewd Futanari Succubus (CH 239-241) [Futanari][Futa/Female][Futa/Futa]

**Synopsis:** An old man dies, torn by regret. Due to his high karma, he has “near-limitless possibilities for reincarnation”. He chooses to reincarnate in a fantasy world as a voluptuous futanari succubus with big tits and an irresistible smile.

Erotic fiction that contains: Futanari/Dickgirls, Genderbending, Futa on Female, BDSM, Nymphos, Masochistic characters, Threesomes, Orgies, Facefuck, Deepthroat, Dom/Sub, Taken by Monsters, Corruption, Game elements, etc.

## 239: Penetrating Deep

“PETER KILL EVIL BIMBO!” Peter’s head roared as the monster dashed at Beatrice.

“Looks like there’s little doubt concerning which of the two participants our lovebirds hold a bigger grudge against,” Thelicia commented. “Skewering a man’s penis like a sausage at a campfire will do that.”

The monster aimed to squash Beatrice with its war hammer, but Beatrice avoided the attack.

“Eh?” Beatrice noticed a difference in the monster’s attacks. Just as the two engaged in combat again, Number Sixty-six took a deep breath, collecting air into her lungs, and breathed out through her mouth the same smog that she unleashed before, handing out a second dose of her fumes to Beatrice and the monster.

Step Sister Corruption Part 241 – Day 128 The Breeder Pt 3 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

We pulled up in *my* car instead of riding separately and I refused to ride in Sabrina’s clown car that threatened to break down at any moment.

I looked at Sabrina who was staring at the building in question in complete disbelief before she looked at me, “You can’t be serious?”

I smiled at her and nodded, “Yes I am.”

She nearly squealed as she exclaimed, “But this is an **ADULT STORE** for heathens!!!”

I smiled at her, “Oh come on like you haven’t been to a place like this?”

Sabrina quickly went silent as she started to blush and I continued, “Besides how would **you** know what this *place* is unless **you** have been here?”

Even in the dim light I saw Sabrina turn crimson as she pretty much *ousted* herself. I smiled and spoke, “Sinner.”

I heard Sabrina lightly grumble but for the most part remained silent.

It’s not like she was wrong…..we were at a location ‘known’ for catering to the unique tendencies of the city though it didn’t outwardly advertise it. It was more of an unspoken location though **everyone** knows.

The place we were parked in……Lilith’s Arcade.

At his mercy [true story] [M/F] [light BDSM] [tinder]

Hi! This is a rough preview of something I’ve been working on. Based on a personal encounter I had with a incredibly sexy bearded red headed man I met on Tinder. Hope you enjoy, and please be gentle… I’m just getting back into writing 💜

 He came up behind me and put his hand around my mouth and squeezed as he shoved his hand down the back of my shorts.  He made his way past my thick thighs to my soaked pussy and slid up and down my wet slit before he plunged two fingers deep inside me and started massaging my g-spot. How did he know exactly where it was? I couldn’t think about that now, all i could think about was this sexy man who had complete control of me. I’m at his mercy. I start whimpering and moaning into his hand that’s still tight around my mouth, pulling my thick body closer to him. I can feel his thick cock getting stiffer as he continues fucking my pussy  with his thick fingers, making a complete mess in my shorts. He starts massaging my clit with his thumb and that’s it, I can’t take it. I moan so loud into his hand, his grip tightens as he whispers to me “No, no shhh you’ve gotta be a good girl for me”. I can’t help but to moan even louder but as soon as it left my lips i knew I messed up………

Ten feet under (Cardiophilia, BDSM, electro play) [Commission]

The door creaks when she opens it. Sometimes she thought he let the doors rust on purpose, to give it a sinister touch. Part of the protocol, of his foreplay. She would never fully understand that man. His hands stuffed in the pockets of the white lab coat, the stethoscope hanging from his neck with that serious air, his black eyes did not shine behind the crystal of his glasses. Dark lust and condescension in that unintelligible expression, she wasn’t allowed to hesitate or back down.

He holds out his hand, the long, thin phalanges pointing toward the white leather-lined stretcher. Handcuffs on her wrists would be exciting, it wouldn’t be the first time he had requested it; In this white-tiled room that had seen all the consensual abuse, between the four underground walls, in this man’s basement, which perfectly mimicked his professional zone… Joelle couldn’t understand the importance of protocol. That was his way, his modus operandi… she wasn’t allowed to question either. Descending into the dungeons of his home was an unspoken agreement between the two of them, in which she became a guinea pig with no chance to protest; her screams wouldn’t be heard ten meters under the ground, lost and intertwined between the violins and the romantic opera voices that composed the ideal melodies for those lunatic ears. Habanera played with lukewarm intensity in the cold air, it doesn’t take long for Joelle to be sucked into that time and space of dreams.

Our time at a sex club [Group]

My partner[f] and I[m] had been talking about going to a sex club for a long time now. We went online to check out what our options where in a reasonable short distance. To our surprise the best option we could find was within a 45 minute drive. It was a couples club where you could only go if you had a partner with you, this was definitely what we were looking for since my partner is bi-sexual and I love seeing her playing with other girls and having a bunch of old guys jerking off while watching us was not what either one of us wanted.

We booked a date for “club 20-40” meaning that only people between those ages were allowed admission, and a small flutter of excitement started building up.

The date came and we dressed up to fit the occasion. Her in a see through body with a short black skirt and me in black costume pants and a gray shirt. The drive there was nervous and we had no idea what to expect of the night. On the way there we were almost close to turning back because of our nerves but decided to go through with it anyway. We parked our car a block from the address and walked to the club, curiously wondering if the people living close to it knows what happens in there behind closed doors.

Human couple bound and used by dryads [FFFFFFM][female and male edging][female and male orgasm denial][femdom][lesdom][lactation][hucow][milking][couple domination][bdsm][fantasy][dryads][slave][free use][male POV]

The guards returned, bringing the dryad prisoners with them.

The tall dryad, perfectly camouflaged from the guards, chose this moment to remind me of her presence by leaning down and breathing in my ear. I tried not to show any surprise. Out of nowhere, fingertips grazed my cock, making it hard again. If I closed my eyes it didn’t seem so strange.

“I haven’t seen one of these in a while,” she purred. “It’s a nice one. I want some of what they’re taking … but I’m nice enough to ask, and take no for an answer. Do you think your bondmate will share with me? Will you?”

She laughed and withdrew, leaving my cock resonating on the air. I turned over to hide it, but was pulled again onto my back by one of the guards.

“Oh, you’re ready again, are you? That’s good, we can get some more from you – right after you’ve solved a little problem for us.”

I was yanked to my feet and blindfolded. The guard grabbed me by the cock and led me away through the corridors. Many mysterious turns later, the blindfold was taken off me, but it took me a few moments to comprehend what was happening in front of me.

Academia IV [MF] [Deepthroat] [Facefucking] [Romance] [BDSM]

It was the last day of their deal. Elliott had dropped the personal feud between himself and Muriel. She roamed the halls more or less unafraid of him now, content in knowing he couldn’t act against her using their conflicting bloodlines as justification anymore. But, as their previous encounters had proved, he was still a force to be reckoned with either way.

She thought about the words they’d exchanged in the past few days.

*”Why would I want to lower my standards? At least you’re actually worth my attention.”*

Apparently, he saw her as an equal, even then. It was true – their families were of equally prestigious standings, far above the rest of the student body.

*”D’hivernalles or not, you are nothing short of divine.”*

She’d had romantic relationships before – not that she had ever gotten physical like she did with him, but she’d never heard a proclamation like that.

*”Trust me more, love. Please.”*

Replaying the conversations in her head, it seemed like Elliott genuinely cared about what she thought of him. In fact, it seemed more and more like he actually did care about… her. That was an unlikely story, but… *peut-être, peut-être… maybe it wasn’t so unlikely after all.*

Academia IV [MF] [Deepthroat] [Facefucking] [Romance] [BDSM]

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It was the last day of their deal. Elliott had dropped the personal feud between himself and Muriel. She roamed the halls more or less unafraid of him now, content in knowing he couldn’t act against her using their conflicting bloodlines as justification anymore. But, as their previous encounters had proved, he was still a force to be reckoned with either way.

She thought about the words they’d exchanged in the past few days.

*”Why would I want to lower my standards? At least you’re actually worth my attention.”*

Apparently, he saw her as an equal, even then. It was true – their families were of equally prestigious standings, far above the rest of the student body.

*”D’hivernalles or not, you are nothing short of divine.”*

She’d had romantic relationships before – not that she had ever gotten physical like she did with him, but she’d never heard a proclamation like that.

*”Trust me more, love. Please.”*