Self bondage. [Part 4]

Posted on March 22, 2019 by sirsstories

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BDSMerotica/comments/av5arc/self_bondage_part_1/) | [Part 5](https://www.reddit.com/r/SirsStories/comments/b4adtg/self_bondage_part_5/?) on my brand new subreddit (It’s a little rough around the edges at the moment, but I’m hoping to polish it up soon)!

Apologies for the delay, you can thank Her Majesties Revenue and Customs for taking up a ludicrous amount of my time over the last week as well as a terrible headache (can’t work out of the two are related). [But anyway](https://imgur.com/gallery/l1l03UA). If you don’t know how we got here, or you just want a refresher, I’d recommend going back to part 1.

Last time I asked you to decide what should happen next, and the poll result was: A dead draw…

21 votes for Maria on her own and 21 for both of them together together, so, I’ve decided to do the best of both worlds with a special double post to welcome in my new subreddit! And, for the eight of you who just wanted some more Julian on Alice action, don’t worry, I’ll get back to you…

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Tickle War [Bondage] [MF]

Posted on March 22, 2019 by Squirrel2020 — 3 Comments ↓

I’m 5′-8″, blonde hair, blue eyes, petite, with a girl next door kind of personality. I’m rather shy in large groups but will talk your ear off once I get to know you. And for the gentleman reading I’m 120lbs, 34C, and size XS or S panties, typically bikini cut or thong if I’m wearing a dress or spandex.

My husband is 6′-0″ (hes really 5′-11″ but he gets mad when I mention it :D ), 180lbs with an athletic build, i.e. no flab, but no bulging muscles or popping out veins either, just pure lean muscle that looks like hes been chopping wood all day. Hes got short brown hair, a thin chin-line beard, and blue eyes. He has a wide charming smile and a soft voice but can also puff up his chest and lower his voice enough to make anyone stop in their tracks.He’s an amazing husband, sweet, kind, motivated, smart, funny, ruggedly handsome, and he treats me like a princess, and in parts of our lives we are equals, except for in the bedroom. When the lights go out and the clothes come of he’s in charge, that confidence, dare I say dominance is what I crave. Read more »

Bound For The Honeymoon [Bondage][MF]

Posted on March 22, 2019 by Squirrel2020 — 2 Comments ↓

First time writer here. My favorite erotic has always been consensual bondage stories so I thought I would share a story from my honeymoon. Reply if you want to hear more or have any critiques, I have plenty more memorable moments I can share. Thanks for reading!

My husband is 6′-0″ (hes really 5′-11″ but he gets mad when I mention it :D ), 180lbs with an athletic build, i.e. no flab, but no bulging muscles or popping out veins either, just pure lean muscle that looks like hes been chopping wood all day. I often look at his arms and wish they would just toss me over his shoulder and carry me to the bedroom. Hes got short brown hair, a thin chin-line beard, and blue eyes. He has a wide charming smile and a soft voice but can also puff up his chest and lower his voice enough to make anyone stop in their tracks.

I’m 5′-8″, blonde hair, blue eyes, petite, with a girl next door kind of personality. I’m rather shy in large groups but will talk your ear off once I get to know you. And for the gentleman reading im 120lbs, 34C, and size XS or S panties, typically bikini cut or thong if I’m wearing a dress or spandex. Read more »

The Start of Learning Something New [BDSM] [Oral]

Posted on March 19, 2019 by cyber_owlbear — 1 Comment ↓

The smells of fruity femininity and hard masculinity combining in an open room always seemed to cause a rush of desires in some. Today was just like any other, until it wasn’t. The sound of a hair clippers drowning out most of what Natalie was trying to say. “So I know… well I’ve been told, what you do. You know for a living, what you teach I guess.” She stammered out, even through amounts of self tanner and concealer he could tell how much she was blushing.

“Yes?” He smiled at her, it was a turn on making her dance around the question and forcing her to ask him.

She bounced back and forth, her blonde hair swaying around her face. Blue eyes looking into his. “Well you see.” A pause as she bit her lip. “I was wondering if you could maybe teach me? I mean if you have room.”

He looked her in the eyes waiting, after a moment passed he replied. “I’ll have to think about it and see.” The look of excitement and disappointment that crossed her face was palpable. The remainder of the haircut when as normal but with less conversation. Natalie lead him to the back room where she washed his hair and did her normal neck massage. Unlike normal he was the only customer back there today. “Why?” Read more »

🌸 I [F]ucked a stranger I met at the bank who was 3 times [M]y age 🌸

Posted on March 18, 2019 by smallframedfairy — 13 Comments ↓

And it was one of the best hook ups I’ve ever had! (TLDR at the bottom❤)

The other day, I walked over to my local bank to cash in my paycheck (been too lazy to set up direct deposit) and ended up in line, in front of an older gentleman with tattoos and an eyebrow piercing. I found him very attractive, and loved the shirt he was wearing. It was black with a cat and ice cream donned on it with the words “all these flavors but you still choose to be salty.” I decided to compliment him on it and he returned the favor by positively commenting on my outfit (a skirt with a blouse and thigh-high socks).

We both smiled at each other and both felt this instant..connection. I could tell he found me attractive, and I was definitely into him, too. Every time I glanced behind me I found his eyes wandering and exploring my curves being hugged by the high-waisted cloth. I wanted to say something, but was too shy. Read more »

[F]or the second time.

Posted on March 17, 2019 by marontheo — 1 Comment ↓

This is a continuation from my previous post. If people keep reading, I’ll keep posting until I catch up to current day.

I had been seeing Sir sporadically for a few weeks and learning my new rules and etiquette.

I was at his apartment. Wearing the new, skimpy thong I had picked up at the store. Since I was on the road and travelling frequently, I had not brought as many pairs of sexy clothes as I would have preferred, so instead, I was just going minimalist.

“Would you like a refill, Sir?” I topped off his drink: whiskey on the rocks.

I had adjusted to calling him “Sir” much more quickly than I anticipated. We had discussed it. I was under no obligation to use titles while in public. And to my credit, I only humiliated myself once by letting it slip while at the Indian restaurant.

[Pics Included] [MF] Daddy Dom pounds me into submission [Oral] [Spanking]

Posted on March 14, 2019 by Verifiedverity — 3 Comments ↓

Backstory

I sleep around a lot via Reddit. There’s plenty of other stories in my posting history.

The Players

Me: 5’5″, 95kg, big tits, brown hair, blue eyes, 24 years old

Daddy: a bit taller than me, late 20s/early 30s, dark skin and hair and eyes, south east Asian type.

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The Main Event

So I meet up with Daddy at a coffee shop about a 10 minute walk from my place. We hug, exchange pleasantries, and head back to his. I get so nervous and shy at first meeting, that I’m all blushing and smiling. We get inside his place, and I have time to kick my shoes off before he’s on me, pushing me against a wall. We make out for a bit before Daddy tells me to get on my knees.

I drop down, still fully clothed and so is he. He gave me a pillow to kneel on, so I knew I’d be down there for awhile. He tells me to kiss his cock through his pants. I nuzzled and mouthed it; his dick was rock hard and huge even through his pants. I ran my lips up the length, kissing every so often. He told me I was a good girl and he had plans to use me like a good little slut. Read more »

The Three Domme Night: Part 3[femdom][violence][piercing][tattoos][castration][femdom]

Posted on March 13, 2019 by ScarletPantyPrincess — 2 Comments ↓

Ciarra stood in front of me, narrowed eyes and a devilish grin. I saw that she held a roll of what seemed like black electrical tape in her hand. I wondered what use she could possibly have for it, and my quandary was answered the moment it entered my mind.

“Time to get comfortable in this chair,” Ciarra gestured to the desk chair that still sat in the far corner of the room. “You’re going to be there quite a while.”

Not knowing what to expect, and falling deeper into submission, I hopped off of the bed. I darted across the room and sat down in the chair without hesitation. Of the three of these women, Ciarra frightened me the most. She had frightened me before they had taken me captive. I had seen her around campus and for the most part she was quiet and spoke only to her two friends. But, on occasion, I would see her screaming at some poor student that must have somehow wronged her. She would go on seemingly random tirades about feminism and how useless men are to society. I had turned on my heels and scurried in the opposite direction more than once as I came across one of her aggressive, public lectures. Read more »