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Question: Which general fetish category does “revenge porn” belong to?

Not sure if this is the right place to post this question about what might be a fetish I found in some erotic stories I had perused.

Quite a number of the erotic stories I read narrated that a video of the sex scenes were being filmed – very often with the participants’ knowledge. At the end of, or sometimes during the story, any of the following could happen:

1. The people involved in the sex scene were threatened with the prospect of their videos being released to the public/internet if they did something (e.g.: squeal to the police or refuse to comply with certain duties/actions).
2. The people who were involved in the sex scene received a copy of their own sex scene, where it is said they might masturbate to it in their own free time.
3. Most notable, **revenge porn**: The people who were involved in the sex scene later realized their videos were made public without their permission, where their faces are easily recognizable. This either implied or outright stated that their reputation/career is ruined.

1st point seems clearly a blackmail kink, but what about the 2nd and 3rd points? Read more »

Extorting a Superheroine [M/F, Blackmail, Facefucking]

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 »

My Only Fan Part 1

Seven months after my mom’s divorce and she’d had no luck with the dating scene. I had no idea what she was doing wrong, but then, I wasn’t on dates with her.

Then again, she wasn’t going on many dates. I had tried to get her set up with Tinder, but she told me she wasn’t looking for casual hook ups. I tried to convince her that a funny, sexy, woman of just 44 should just have some fun being newly single, but she wasn’t hearing it.

I tried to let me edit her dating profile on other sites and that didn’t go anywhere either.

“Stacy, I’m not going to be given advice in this by my 24 year old. I’m doing fine.”

So that was that.

But I could tell it was getting to her and I resolved to do something.

I scoped out her profile one night, and tried to get a better look.

“Create Your Account to See Full Profiles!” the site happily prompted. I paused, not really wanting to make a profile…but then I realized that I didn’t have to and that’s how Miles Dalton was born! Read more »

Blackmailed into fucking her colleagues: [MMMMf] [Noncon] [Blackmail]

Jessica snapped a photo of herself in the mirror. She had just gotten out of the shower, and had her hair wrapped in a towel. She was otherwise nude. “Just a little treat for Scott,” she thought, snapping a couple of different angles. She got a look at the time out of the corner of her eye and realized that she was VERY late for work. She quickly hit send on her two favourites- one with her squeezing one of her perfect nipples, and the other with her leg up on the counter, fully exposing her cute pussy- smiling to herself as she imagined the kind of reaction that Scott would have when he received them at work.

Jessica’s day continued on as usual; she was interning at a large communications firm and spent a large chunk of her day writing copy. It was somewhat boring work, but the internship provided invaluable networking opportunities for her career. She was a little surprised that she hadn’t yet gotten a text back from Scott, but assumed that perhaps he was just having a busy day. It was for this reason that she didn’t understand why Mark stopped by her office. Read more »

A Trip To The Swimming Pool Was Much More Than I Bargained For (f/m) (domination) (blackmail) (happy ending) (Remaster)

Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved to swim. The feeling of the water against my body, the motion streaming through my hair as I dive or splash has always delighted me. You could ask any of my friends and they would all tell you the same thing.

I love to swim at any time, but the best time for it is always late at night or early in the morning so you avoid as many people as possible. There’s nothing better than having most of the pool to yourself as you do lazy laps back and forth, or simply enjoy the power in your body as you dart and flash through the pool. No matter how miserable my day has been, or how bad my mood is, I can’t help but feel happy when I get a chance to dip into the pool.

Usually. Read more »

Dumb Slut at a Conference -Part 2 {MDom}

My denied orgasm haunted me all night, despite my many attempts to dispel it. I slept little and woke early. A hasty shower and clothes, I went straight to the bathroom, certain I had dreamed it all. Thoughts plagued me on the walk down, losing my license, reputation, even blackmail.
But another box awaited me. And with its note, all my shame and guilt vanished. My new purpose was just to make it through to 9pm. To him.
***I knew you couldn’t wait. No dinner, no orgasms. Be clean inside and out. Be here promptly at 9pm.***
So much preparation, so much he knew already and we’d just met. I felt like a puppet that just realized it had strings. And he had them all tied up in one hand.
The day blurred by and my preparations for the evening with it. Primped, cleansed, and perfumed, mild sexy clothes were all I had. Last nights clothes still reeked of sex. The nerves made me very inefficient. So I didn’t end up there until 9pm. Read more »

My Employee’s Wife

Chapter 1

Every complaint that he told his wife about me was true to some degree. I *am* an asshole, I *do* give him shit assignments and even if he does an adequate job, I go *out of my way* to point out any little error under the guise of it being overall shitty work. I assigned him mostly shitty hours, but a few good shifts, because if HR gets on my case about it, I wanted some excuses. But over time, I had been writing him up more and more, because I wanted a full paper trail to hold against him if it went to arbitration.

I saved the picture of Emily and me at last year’s company party. I waited until her husband went to the bathroom before asking for a picture, just so we could have one alone. There’s a clear outline of my massive dick snaking down my pants, and I know she was looking at it during the party. In the picture, I have my arm around her waist. In my masturbatory fantasies, I have my hand on her ass, and I’m fingering her as she’s dripping cum from a load I shot into her in the unisex bathroom. Read more »

While helping you clean out your ex’s stuff…I find your sex tapes

After you and your ex broke up, you were very upset and angry. You told them never to come by your place again and planned to burn all their stuff.

In the end you decided you’d just be the bigger person and send everything back.

You asked me for help because you didn’t want to go through all those memories and emotions cleaning their stuff out.

“Sure thing” I said and started packing boxes while you had some wine.

Maybe you forgot what was in the closet, or maybe you didn’t even know how often they recorded. Optionally, you can catch me watching it then, or later (if I keep it), or we can find some other way of bringing it up.

I’m your friend, so I’m not really trying to blackmail you with it (unless you want that). More than anything I’m looking to tease you about it a bit, “damn Christine I didn’t know you liked to be (insert bedroom action)”

Love Pill – Part 2 [INCEST] [MIND CONTROL]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/u5q6co/love_pill_part_1_incest_mind_control/)

**Chapter 2**

Ava’s morning routine ran like clockwork.

She would wake up around half-past six, take a warm shower, then come out of her room, dressed in her school uniform with her hair damp.

It would be around seven by then and I would always be in the dining room, eating my usual breakfast of thick cut beef sausages and creamy scrambled eggs. My younger sister would head to the fridge, with Instagram in one hand, and take out her overnight oats that she had made the night prior.

She would chop up a banana and sprinkle some mixed berries into her cold oats, all the while fixated on her phone, before taking her seat right opposite me. Usually, our eldest sister, Lucia, would sit there, but Ava liked to take that spot if she wasn’t home.

We would never make conversation, the only sounds in the dining room coming from her phone speakers, and sometimes when she hummed a pop tune.

But on that day, the dining room was silent as we ate our meals. The insane idea that maybe the pill had magically worked and my little sister would love me again hovered at the surface of my thoughts. Read more »