Higher Stakes Pt. 1 – Blackmail BDSM (MF)

Mrs Elaine makes the sudden move, rook to take my bishop, my king left temporarily exposed. Her pearl necklace dangles down to the top of her chest, moving with each twist of her hand as she drags the piece gracefully across the board to put me in check.

‘Check, Mister Sanderson.’

Nodding, I look up at her, her brown eyes flickering with the fireplace heat behind me. Her draping brunette hair flirts with the middle of her arms as she shuffles slightly in the armchair and eyes me cautiously but hungrily. 

‘You really are playing for high stakes aren’t you?’ 

‘What made you ever think I was playing for low stakes Mister Sanderson?’

I watch her back just as carefully, smiling, touché. She reciprocates with full ferocity, her eyes ablaze. She wasn’t here for just the chit chat, there was something else on her mind. 

‘What are you playing for exactly Mrs Elaine?’ My brow furrows, the heat in the room growing as the sparks flick out onto the stone in front of the fire. 

Daisy Maids [femdom][forced fem][sissification][blackmail]

Kyle knew this assignment from Pur’n’Kleen would be different since Daisy answered the door that first day. And not just because she was a surprisingly high-paying client. Stepping through the threshold, it was obvious the three-story brownstone hosted much more *indecent* soirees than its neighbors. Various sex toys lay out in plain sight, strategically placed restraints hung discreetly from the walls, an array of whips, crops and paddles hung neatly in another room, and there were assorted fetish clothes and lingerie scattered all about. 

As the job progressed, he became intimately familiar with the house layout and its contents. Each floor had a different general theme, each room catered to something more specific. He guessed Daisy was a *Madame*, and this was confirmed a few months later when the house was no longer empty while he cleaned. Now, it was no longer just a simple cleaning job. The sounds emanating from behind closed doors kept teasing his curiosity.

Occasionally a door was left ever so slightly ajar, a tantalizing invitation for him to peek. Or he’d linger just a bit too long when cleaning a recently used room. Despite the many distractions, he tried to only let his fantasies run wild *after* he’d finished for the day; he needed this job after all. But today had other surprises in store for him…

Allie’s adventure continues (hotwife, threesome, mmf, rough sex, coercion, DP, cheating wife, cheating husband, blackmail.)

**The story of the hotwife Allie continues as she is put into a bad spot!**

**Allie is based on a Reddit friend. All others are fictional, as is the entire story. The story is told through the lover’s eyes.**

I was just about to close up for the day. I had been looking forward to the weekend all week. My wife Michelle had promised some kinky sex as the kids were out at her sister’s. This had been a long time coming as Michelle worked as a flight attendant for overseas flights and was gone a lot! I had sent my staff home early, was going over paperwork, and with luck, I would be home in just under an hour. My phone rang and I saw it was Michelle. I groaned. I just knew what was coming. “Hello!”

“Hey, hun, change of plans I got asked to do a Tokyo flight and you know I wanted to go back there. Anyway, the cab is here. See you in four days. Love you!”…and with that, she hung up. I hadn’t got a word in. Slamming the phone down, I swore into the sky. Not having any reason to go home now, I called up my buddy Troy to come to the shop and pound a couple of beers. I had an upstairs loft that doubled as my dog house and man cave all in one. There was a large screen and comfy furniture. Troy agreed and said he would be there soon.

Allie’s adventure continues. (Hotwife)(Threesome)(DP)(Blackmail)(coercion)(rough sex)(cheating wife, cheating husband)(MMf)

The story of the hotwife Allie continues as she is put into a bad spot!

Allie is based on a Reddit friend. All others are fictional, as is the entire story. The story is told through the lover’s eyes.

I was just about to close up for the day. I had been looking forward to the weekend all week. My wife Michelle had promised some kinky sex as the kids were out at her sister’s. This had been a long time coming as Michelle worked as a flight attendant for overseas flights and was gone a lot! I had sent my staff home early, was going over paperwork, and with luck, I would be home in just under an hour. My phone rang and I saw it was Michelle. I groaned. I just knew what was coming. “Hello!”

Daughter Discipline Chapter 4 OC ff Mother (adult) Daughter

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Once again, thank you so much to everyone for their support and feedback on my first three chapters! This is Chapter 4 of X of my story Daughter Discipline. This may be a touch on the short side but I feel the story runs at the same pace. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, inc(mother/(adult)daughter), semi-nc, public, bdsm.

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Chapter 4

Felicia drove toward their next destination.

She looked at her daughter. Susie’s dress was hiked up around hips her pink g-string completely visible. She had her face buried in her phone, she was flipping through the pictures Toni had sent her in various states of undress. She fidgeted in her chair as she started the set of pictures again.

Felicia could tell if left her own devices Susie would have no problem pulling her dress up, pushing her g-string to the side and rubbing herself to the thought of her lingerie adventure. Certainly, Felicia was going to have her daughter masturbate and make a fool of herself because she couldn’t control her impulses, but the first time was not going to be a roadside quickie.

Daughter Discipline Chapter 3 OC ff mother (adult)daughter

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Once again, thank you so much to everyone for their support and feedback on my first two posts! This is Chapter 3 of X of my story Daughter Discipline. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, inc(mother/(adult)daughter), semi-nc, public.

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Chapter 3

Felicia began driving back toward their house but changed direction along the way heading toward downtown. They pulled into the parking lot of a mini-mall Susie had driven by countless times but never shopped at, she had always found it a little rundown.

Set independently of the storefronts was a coffeehouse. Felicia put the car in park and said, “Let’s grab a latte. We need to talk.”

Susie looked around as she followed her mother into a place called Coffee and Calm. Dark wood panelling gave the place a basement bar feel. At this time of the day the coffeehouse was mostly empty with just an employee behind the counter, a pale curly haired college kid playing an acoustic guitar and a woman sitting at a table who appeared to be the musician’s girlfriend.

Daughter Discipline Chapt. 2 blackmail, ff, bdsm

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Thanks to everyone for their support and feedback on the first chapter of my story! This is Chapter 2 of X of my story Daughter Discipline. Chapter 1 can be found in my profile. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, bdsm, inc(mother/(adult)daughter), semi-nc.

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Chapter 2

Felicia came to the door and opened to see a young man she had known from work. He was a twenty something bank teller that thought he was a financial wizard and had his sites set on Felicia the Manager/Cougar. Felicia used this attraction to her advantage every so often.

“Thanks for coming over Randy,” Felicia filled the doorway blocking further entrance.

“Well when m’lady calls, of course I’m going to come over,” the man said with a toothy smile on a mildly acne scarred face.

“M’lady,” Alecia repeated rolling her eyes. “Do you have what we talked about?”

“Yeah, but do you want to do it here or hit a club I’ve been going to?” He tried to run his hand down her arm.

Breaking Ashley (BDSM/MASO)

It’s ridiculously hot for June. The weatherman said it was supposed to be mild today, but the Georgia sun bares down on me as I walk the dusty dirt road behind Mr. Reed’s farm. My cut off jean shorts and my bra, buried under my loose tank top, are soaked with sweat. I guess I should have tried to get a ride from someone, but that would have taken time and Mr. Reed doesn’t like it when I’m late for our meetings, especially since we have to plan them carefully so that we don’t get caught.

A lot of people know what I do and Mr. Reed, being a proper man in town, doesn’t want gossip. No one cares what poor white trash like me gets up to, but the hoity toity would have a cow if they knew I was consorting with one of their own. It was one thing to be a common whore, but the whole town knows my Pa has been selling me off for a dime since I was old enough to drive. That kind of sinfulness scares them, and Mr. Reed is a church going man. He doesn’t want his reputation tarnished by the town whore.

Daughter Discipline Chapter 1

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This is my first story ever. It’s Chapter 1 of X and mostly sets the scene and background. The story is entirely fictional and involves adults, blackmail, inc(mother/(adult)daughter),nc.

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Daughter Discipline

Susie and her mother Felicia had been a team since her fathers death when she seven. His death out of the blue had hit them both hard. Although her husband did a great job of securing their future and an education for Susie there was still a hole left. With that said, Felicia after mourning only a little, threw herself into the parenting duties and took on the challenge of being both parents and the only bread winner.

Susie for her part had understood things had changed when her dad passed and felt the need to help her mother by good grades and staying out of trouble. Things had functioned well until Susie’s sophomore year. Susie discovered her body and what males could do to it. She had developed early and had filled out a curvy figure with larger then normal breasts and a bubble butt below a tight waist.

I [F] squirted into my panties at the office

I wanted to dress sexy today. I wanted to feel as though I had a big date to look forward to, even if it was only with myself. After so many rough weeks, I woke up feeling amazing. It might have to do with the fact I crawled under my blankets last night after trembling and gushing and melting on my bedroom floor.

It might also be that I’m ovulating, and my thoughts were dripping with lust and want and need. I wanted to be noticed. My outfit consisted of a soft white button-down that’s thick enough to disguise my lack of a bra, my tightest pair of black pants to keep my butt-plug snug, and knee-high burgundy boots that always made me feel exceptionally naughty. And the peachy fragrance I only kept for special occasions.

You might have caught me on the train today. Sitting quietly and pretending to read a book, pretending I didn’t have a plug up my ass and wasn’t mentally undressing every other passenger. Undoing their buttons and yanking down their underwear until I found what I wanted. Salivating at the thought of big hard cocks throbbing in some tall guy’s slacks. Heart aching as I imagined burying my face in another girl’s needs.