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What a Son Wants – Part 06 [incest, mf, blind fold, gang bang, glory hole, humiliation, dubcon]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ushpqm/what_a_son_wants_part_01_mf_dubcon_incest/) – [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uttara/what_a_son_wants_part_02_mf_incest_oral_piv/) – [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uxmdua/what_a_son_wants_part_03_mf_incest_dubcon/) – [Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v1uk39/what_a_son_wants_part_04_incest_dubcon_blackmail/) – [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v468rc/what_a_son_wants_part_05_incest_mf_dubcon/)

There was something urgent about the way he fucked her this morning – his hands, quickly, painfully exploring her body, squeezing and probing every orifice, every sloping valley of her legs and thighs; his lips, brushing first soft kisses against the swell of her breasts, then nipping the hard, budded nipples until she whimpered and whined and begged for him to stop; his breath, hard and ragged as he drew closer and closer to his climax.

Brandi knew what it was that spurred this urgency—the end of what he had come to enjoy, come to crave.

Her.

His fingers curled into her sex as his cock slammed into her ass, rocking her forward with each heavy thrust. The shower ran on full blast beside them, the thick steam flowing over the top of the stall, drifting lazily downwards to cover the frenzied fucking of mother and son. Brandi was losing herself, too, her son’s thumb insistently swirling around her clit, his fingers stroking her inner walls to tease her g-spot, until her heart raced and she felt the electric, building pressure that indicated another orgasm. Read more »

37 [M4F] Rape first, blackmail second understand? (Short story)

It’s a little too congested in your neighborhood, but at Roger’s lake nobody will be able to hear you scream. Once we arrive you’ll go for a nice little drag into the forest by your hair, that dirty blonde ponytail clenched in my fist while you tear at that pink top that’s now stretched and pulled up around your neck. Your bubble butt bounces up and down the trail in a state of shock quickly beginning to realize that you really fucked up this time.

Once we arrive at our destination, in a wooded clearing you’ll start frantically begging “Please! No!”and “I made a mistake!” Yes doll you did, and at 5’ 2” you’ll be easy to overpower and use like a worthless fucktoy. I’ll grab the back of your black lace bra tearing it open exposing your tiny A cup tits with rock hard nipples, grabbing your shoulders and placing you on your knees before me.

You’ll begin to scream when the razor sharp blade of my black military knife snaps open leading to me grabbing you by the throat pushing you onto your back against the the ground shaking you violently then telling you “Go ahead scream bitch, nobody can fucking hear you, just don’t move…..” Read more »

A Simple Decision Part 3 [M/f] [blackmail] [Mdom] [Fsub] [bdsm] [punishment] [cnc] [exhibitionism] [bondage]

*I’ll put links to the first two parts in the comments. Standard disclaimer that this is a work of fantasy – although I do certainly enjoy blackmail play with a consenting partner, this is a work of fiction and shouldn’t be taken as a model on how to do blackmail play. If you enjoy this and want to keep seeing where it goes, please let me know!*

You looked over at the bag sitting on the passenger seat of your car, filled with things the man who owned you had told you to buy. The handcuffs in there worried you the most, but all of the sex toys in their had their own way of provoking anxiety. But your blackmailer had so much compromising material on you now – things that could get you fired, get you socially ostracized, make your friends and family abandon you. When he told you to buy those things and drive to a particular park on the north end of the city, you knew you had no choice. Exposure was not an option.

Taking a deep breath, you put in your earpiece and started the phonecall with him, just as he had instructed. Read more »

Office Hours, Chapter 6 [Mf] [Teacher/Student]

[Chapter 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v0c2or/office_hours_chapter_5_mf_teacherstudent/)

“I’m sorry,” said Jean. “I have nowhere else to go.”

“Jean? What the hell happened?” I exclaimed. “Eh, never mind that, let’s get you inside first.” I took half of her garbage bags and ushered her through the door. She was shivering, clothes drenched, and I noticed her backpack was also wrapped in trash bag material. Placing the bags down in the foyer, I put a hand on her arm. “Wait here.” She nodded, and I headed off to the bathroom to retrieve a towel before returning to her and wrapping her up. “Put the bags down.”

“I’m sorry,” she said again, clutching the towel to herself.

“It’s okay. Let’s get you warmed up before you catch a cold.” I walked her to the bathroom and provided another two towels for her. “For when you get out of the shower. I’ll… find some clothes for you to wear. You’re partial to hoodies, right?”

She gave me a wan smile. “Yeah. Thanks, prof.” Read more »

Grainy Video from the Office Storeroom [M-f, noncon, blackmail, office]

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

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#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.

Even beneath the thick layers of her make-up, Jack could see the colour draining from Alison’s face. Her lips were tightly pursed – thin at the best of times, but now compressed like shards of sharpened crystal. Her knuckles whitened on the back of the chair, her stomach churned and her eyes were fixed – glinting brown irises swelling with a dawning realisation. Read more »

Office Girl Blackmailed by Security Staff – [M-f][Office][Blackmail][Noncon]

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

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#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.

Even beneath the thick layers of her make-up, Jack could see the colour draining from Alison’s face. Her lips were tightly pursed – thin at the best of times, but now compressed like shards of sharpened crystal. Her knuckles whitened on the back of the chair, her stomach churned and her eyes were fixed – glinting brown irises swelling with a dawning realisation. Read more »

My Only Fan Part 4

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/um9k2m/my_only_fan_part_1)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ux7sb9/my_only_fan_part_2)

[Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/v3s2gx/my_only_fan_part_3)

I awoke with a start the next morning and felt a buzz of excitement as I remembered the events of the past night. I popped the dating app up on my phone and messaged my mother, Layla, as “Miles.”

“Fuck babe, that video was just what I wanted.”

I was planning on shutting it down and getting ready for the day when I saw three dots indicating mom was typing back.

“You’re a fucking pervert. Am I done now you sick fuck?”

I smiled, “I thought about it, but I came sooo hard last night that I figured, why stop? You’ve given me so much ammunition. I could destroy your whole life.”

A few seconds past before her response blinked in, “please stop this.”

I felt a twinge of guilt, but shorter than the others. I was aware I had moved past wanting to teach my mother a lesson about internet safety. I just didn’t care.

“No. I’m having too much fun. You’re like a free personal Only Fans account.” I wrote back. “So sit tight and don’t get any ideas.” Read more »

A Nobody Blackmails a Superheroine [M/F, D/s, Facefucking, Blackmail, Rough]

Grant grasped his co-worker, Molly, by the shoulder. “Hey, can I talk to you in my office quick?”

She reacted in surprise. She didn’t work directly with Grant and rarely had conversations with him. “Oh, um, sure. I’m free right now.”

Her black high-heels clicked down the tiled hall as she followed him to his corner office. Once inside, she waited near the entrance, unsure of what to expect.

He motioned towards the chair in front of his desk, “Please, sit down.”

Molly’s high blonde ponytail bounced back and forth as she sat down. She smoothed out her black pencil skirt and looked at the tall man expectantly. “So…what did you want to talk about?”

Grant rubbed his five o’clock shadow, which only served to emphasize his strong jawline. He was a handsome man, with dark features and the sort of mid-length, shaggy hair that curled just right above her eyebrows. But Molly had never paid much attention to him–they worked in different departments. Plus, given her *afterhours* work, it was better if she was careful about who she got close to. Read more »