Wife’s Job is on the Line [MF][blkmail][cuck]

I came home one afternoon a few months ago and found my wife crying. She didn’t want to talk about it but I persisted and she eventually told me what had her so upset. She’d decided to send me some nudes, something totally outside of her usual, and had accidentally sent them to a male coworker whose name was above mine in her phone. I asked her what his response had been and she said he was really understanding, told her not to worry about it, and promised he’d deleted the pictures.

I got her to show me what she’d sent and was shocked! The first was a shot of her standing in front of the mirror fully naked and was pretty tame but the pictures progressively got my explicit with closeups of her pussy and her vibrator inside her pussy! She’d sent them all as one message and there were 7 pictures in all. I doubted her coworker deleted the shots, but as the weeks went by he never mentioned them and she eventually calmed down.

All daddy and no dom… until I turned to blackmail [MF]

I’m what I would consider to be a good daddy. I’ve been doing it for over a decade now and have had many ups and downs. A lot of trial and error on my end, especially in the beginning. But I’ve always been there for my girls during their lowest and most vulnerable moments. I’ve been there to cheer them on and be their life coach, guiding them to do better. I’ve been there for every tear that’s been shed, every depression episode, every scary anxiety inducing moment. Talking them down from the ledge metaphorically, and a couple times literally. I have been there to help them through their toughest days. Reminding them to take their medicine, eat and drink something, to encourage them to do self care and be kind to themselves. I’m practically an unlicensed therapist by this point. And don’t get me wrong, I LOVE being a daddy more than anything. I love being their safe space they can always come to. Being a daddy just comes naturally to me. I wouldn’t have changed a single thing about any of my girls. And I’m proud of each and every one of them.

The Lies We Tell Ourselves (M/F) (Cheating)

This is for u/Ji11Lash

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We used to be right for one another. We used to be a rock for each other. But as things goes, we grew apart. I sort of grew up while he, well, he didn’t.

Freshman year of high school is where I met Geoff. I was a sort of the chubby girl that someone wouldn’t even bat an eye for, let alone give the time of their day. I was kind of nerdy, but then again what girl wasn’t back then, and Geoff and I had the same interest in a lot of things. So, he and I grew close and eventually he asked me to be his girlfriend, and I gladly accepted him.

Then I started working out. I went to the gym, I went to yoga, I went to kickboxing, I went to a lot of fitness and classes offered by gyms. I weight 190 Lbs. at 5’4, and by the time high school was finished I weighed about 120 and was fit and tight in all the right places. I had abs and muscles and my thighs looked oh-so-fucking good!

Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom [Mf, blackmail, rape, coercion, mindgames, noncon, office sex, secretary, abuse, power exchange, infidelity, forced, oral, perv, nonviolent, rough, sleazy, guilt, humiliation, shame, adultery]

**WARNING:** This story contains the following potential triggers:
– Nonconsensual sexual activity
– Blackmail
– Spousal infidelity

You can find many other stories that I’ve written (including a part 2 for this story) [here at Smashwords](https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/BlackScreen/?ref=BlackScreen).

**Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom**

The room was stone-floored, uncarpeted with bare-brick walls. It was small, not much larger than a utility room in an apartment basement. There were no windows – a naked bulb hung from the ceiling, its brilliant light casting shadows in disorganised patterns on the floor and walls, the shifting dark profiles of the sparse but functional furniture. Alison was standing, her knuckles tightly gripping the back of a rustic wooden chair staring at the grainy black and white images that played on the monitor on Jack’s desk. Jack himself stood by a filing cabinet in the corner opposite the only entrance; there was no reason for him to view the images that flickered on the screen, he had seen them multiple times before.

[F4M] Pain me a nightmare!

Indian Girl
Age -19

What I am looking for – This may seem as a common kink or common post but what i like is extreme and dark things. Till now I haven’t found anything dark enough that can be extreme for me. I have seen and cummed to darkest of things . I am open to everything from piss to amputation.

I want you to degrade me abuse me treat me like a lowly creature. Treat me like a shit.

Brownie points – if you can abuse me in hind.
If you can blackmail and force me into doing things

About me – age 19 year. Height -5”4” weight – 70kg Curvy
Boobs – 34DD
Huge ass

BITCHY STEP-DAUGHTER TAMED

It was serendipity, really. A confluence of things that happens every once-in-a-while that leaves you breathless. If you stop to question or ask why, you miss the opportunity. When it happened to me, I never considered asking, I just went with it. One of the best decisions I ever made.

About a week before, I had placed discreetly placed one of those traffic cams in the car we let my spoiled rude-as-hell step daughter Kaitlyn drive. In her early 20’s and just drop-dead gorgeous, she really understood that fact and used it to her advantage, being a total bitch, all the time. She also really disliked me, never accepting that I had married her mother. I knew it because she had told me so more than once.

So when I reviewed the footage, expecting to see her driving like an idiot, I was but for a moment floored at the sight of my wife’s adult child doing coke, discussing on her mobile moving drugs, and giving some guy a hand-job in exchange for drugs. Yep, serendipity, chance, whatever you call it, it had just smiled on me, and I intended to use it.

DDD’s Hazing Part 4 [MF] [fiction] [d/s] [blackmail] [exhib] [hazing] [slave/master] [toys] [blowjob] [cuddling]

*I pinned a post with parts 1, 2, and 3 to my profile, if you haven’t read them yet and would like to.*

*Before this starts I want to say that hazing should never be done. It is a terrible outdate ritual. This story is 100% fiction and fantasy.*

*If any women that have been reading the stories have things they would like to see happen or have ways I can improve my writing to make you like it more, I’d love to hear from you.*

Master opens the door. Entering the store, I immediately see a wall of dildos across from me. Feeling a hand against my ass, I am pushed toward the wall. There are dildos of different colors, shapes and sizes. A bright pink 9 inch one stands out to me. I grab it off the shelf to look at it more. Running my hands over the veins along the cock, I begin to get horny. Master has taken a few from the wall and placed them in his basket. “Can we get this one, please?”

He takes one from the shelf and drops it into the basket. “Of course we can. Do you like the look of any others?”

Super Smash Bros. Gay – Chapter 1 [Gay] [mm] [blkmail] [exh] [mast] [Mdom] [Msub] [voy]

I was beating my meat furiously. I was almost at the finish line when that annoying cunt Satsuki suddenly opened the apartment door.

“Hernan! What the hell are you doing!?” he screamed at me.

When I enter the apartment, the living room is dead to the left, with a sofa chair against the wall. There’s a TV aligned with the wall the door is on. I was sitting on the sofa opposite to it, my feet on the coffee table, porn mag in the left hand, gun in my right, ready to paint the ceiling. But that girly shriek that Satsuki let out, instantly killed the boner.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m having some me time here,” I told him, annoyed.

First Adian, and Chris, and now this guy interrupting my plumbing.

“You’re an absolutely despicable animal, Hernan. Go do that in your room!”

And then he mumbled: “Always the same with this guy…”

“Can’t even jack off in my own four walls,” I grumbled to myself.

I clenched my teeth, stood up, picked up the shorts and boxers on the floor, and walked into my room.

Super Smash Bros. Gay – Chapter 2 [MM][ANAL][BI][BLACKMAIL][DS][EXHIB][HUMIL][MDOM][VOY]

I was beating my meat furiously. I was almost at the finish line when that annoying cunt Satsuki suddenly opened the apartment door.

“Hernan! What the hell are you doing!?” he screamed at me.

When I enter the apartment, the living room is dead to the left, with a sofa chair against the wall. There’s a TV aligned with the wall the door is on. I was sitting on the sofa opposite to it, my feet on the coffee table, porn mag in the left hand, gun in my right, ready to paint the ceiling. But that girly shriek that Satsuki let out, instantly killed the boner.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’m having some me time here,” I told him, annoyed.

First Adian, and Chris, and now this guy interrupting my plumbing.

“You’re an absolutely despicable animal, Hernan. Go do that in your room!”

And then he mumbled: “Always the same with this guy…”

“Can’t even jack off in my own four walls,” I grumbled to myself.

I clenched my teeth, stood up, picked up the shorts and boxers on the floor, and walked into my room.

DDD’s Hazing Part 3 [MF] [fiction] [d/s] [blackmail] [exhib] [hazing] [slave/master]

[Here is part 2.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rp5buq/ddds_hazing_part_1_mf_fiction_ds_blackmail_exhib/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[And here is part 1.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/rmnms9/ddds_hazing_part_1_ff_ds_blackmail_exhib_nosex/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

*Before this starts I want to say that hazing should never be done. It is a terrible outdate ritual. This story is 100% fiction and fantasy.*

*Sorry, this one is a little short.*

*If any women that have been reading the stories have things they would like to see happen or have ways I can improve my writing to make you like it more, I’d love to hear from you.*

Not wanting to pass the scene with Katie again, we walk a different way back to his dorm. One of my good friends is walking in the opposite direction of us. I try to hide behind my Master. He tells me to not be embarrassed, plenty of people will see my body. My face turns bright red as I step out from behind him. I can feel my pussy starting to get wet, then wave to my friend. We talked for awhile, strangely, she never mentioned my nudity.

The campus was very empty today. I wonder if everyone is in the quad with Katie. We arrive back at his dorm, drop off my clothes. “Come on, we have to get you new clothes.”