Missy was finishing up her rounds at work. Warm water blanketed her soap covered hands while she rubbed them together. She had a long day but she managed to keep most of herself clean for once, and her best friend Britt was coming in from out of town. It had been almost a year since her last visit and they had quite the night planed. Kent was watching the kids, and their clingy dog, while they went out to dinner, and more than likely drinks after. The last time they went out Britt had gotten too drunk halfway into dinner and Missy had to go full mom mode and hold her hair while she puked out the window of their Uber. Not this time. She needed to relax. Between work and the kids she just needed a break. Spending time with Kent after the kids went to bed was wonderful but this scratch an itch Missy had been ignoring for months. She got changed into a cute black dress and pair of heels to match. She wanted to look cute so she put on some make up and made her hair presentable. By the time she walked out to her car it was already dark.
Tag: Bondage
Finding [my][F]rench girlfriend´s porn stash [story driven][kink][Part 1?]
The last time I posted on here, I told the story about [how my innocent girlfriend found my secret porn folder](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i5ujiy/introducing_a_kink_to_my_innocent_girlfriend/). This is the story about how I had the tables turned on me a few years later, by another girl.
In my home country of Denmark, we still had a military draft when I was a teenager. I got unlucky, and drew number 341 out of 40.000, meaning I owed the Danish army 4 months of my life. To my luck, Denmark had a system in place allowing misfits such as myself a way out of this jam: I could declare myself as a “*conscientious objector* ” and serve my time doing voluntary work for half a year instead. This worked out to my advantage in many ways: I could pick and choose between a number of interesting volunteer jobs all over the country, and I got a decent allowance from the army to pay for an apartment and basic necessities. Just what I needed at the time, as I was very eager moving away from the small town I grew up in.
I Made My Husband Jealous at a Christmas Party Part 2 [MF]
This is what happened after my husband Nick and I went to the Christmas party. (We had had a fight, so I decided to make him jealous, something I knew would turn him on.)
Then it was time for me to be punished. We’re both big on bondage, and this is always Nick’s go-to when teaching me a lesson.
So when we got home he threw me over his shoulder, marched me to the bedroom and tossed me roughly onto the bed. He grabbed my legs and rolled me over, smacking my ass hard enough to leave a mark. I yelped as pleasure rolled over me. He smacked me again, hard, and I writhed.
Then he yanked me to my feet, and we ripped each other’s clothes off. He groped my pussy, fingering me, and I clung to his neck, moaning. He shoved me back on the bed and had me lay on my stomach. He took my panties from the floor, and used them to tie my wrists to the headboard.
He got behind me, grabbed my hips and pulled my ass up. I clung to the headboard, flattening out my back, and my panties tightened painfully on my wrists. It was a delicious pain, and my pussy was already ready for him.
Birthday Cake Part 1 [Female POV] [Voyeur] [Bondage] [FMF]
The ding of the intercom sounded, then the headmaster’s voice rang out cheerily from his perch on the edge of his desk. “Ladies, gentlemen and students, I’d like to take this time to wish Mr. Sharp a very happy birthday!” He paused to allow the staff and students a moment to applaud. “I’d like to invite the faculty to my office at lunch for cake. Have a wonderful day, all!”
I glanced at the clock and my heart started to race in anticipation as he put down the receiver and ran a hand over my prone buttocks. Only five minutes to go. “Are you ready, Miss Dawson?” He snuck a hand between me and the desk to steal a grab of my breast.
“I am, Mr. Kenwick.” I breathed.
“I could take you right now,” Mr. Kenwick said, hopping off his desk. “But I must save the unwrapping for the birthday boy! Can I get you anything before we begin? Are you comfortable?”
I wriggled around a bit in my position, bent across his desk, stomach down, with my hands tied together in front of me so I could prop myself up on my elbows, and my legs splayed and tied to the legs of the desk. “No, Mr. Kenwick. I feel fine.”
Search [f]ind [f]uck
So [f]or you guys that arent aware of what this is or perhaps a different wording. Its essentially posting on an add of sorts where you would take a photo of the location you are at with a distance radius of say 100km(cant make it to easy lol) and a time frame of how long you would stay there. If someone/someones willing to put in the time and effort to find you they get to fuck you.
A quick bio of me. Ive always been into kink…submissive slut. from light bdsm to extreme. Bondage. Restraints. To exhibitionism/voyeurism. Toys to fisting. Chocking to asphyxiatipn. Degradation to humilation. One on one to gb.
Im married with kids, a career woman in law.
Photo attached to save imagination
So i posted my ‘ad’ to see if there was any interest and also engage in conversation at the very least about it. Took roughly an hour before i began to get DM’s. One guy asked ‘what if more than one arrives at the same time’ (at that point i should have seen the alarm bells, but being horny and fun i didnt) i responded with ‘well either join in watch or wait your turn’. I never got a reply back i didnt think much of it and moved onto the next DM.
X-1 [F] [bd]
Your still tied. Your hands are pins and needles. Your legs are allowed to rest just a second before your wrists began screaming.
A hooded figure in a mask steps forward and releases your mouth. He puts his finger to your mouth. Sh.
He undoes your wrists and gives you some water. From the look of the bucket your a little dehydrated. No pee. But a string between you and the liquid inside. You still haven’t recovered from the rabbit.
The man in the mask walks over and pulls a pin in the X.
It drops in half. Your exposed skin damp from your experience. Your excited because this may take some pressure off your struggling legs. To be bent over the table. To feel your vagina explode again in waves of pleasure.
Than you saw the wand. And just knew you were getting your monies worth.
You were right. A little slot keeps it close to your clit.
You are indeed bent over. Your belly resting against the wood. Your gag is put back in. You’ve rehydrated enough. The wand is clicked on. Your instantly taken back yo your place of moans and cries. And thats when you feel the hands? And the short bounce of your ass?
X [F],[M], [bd], [Fsub]
Your blind folded. Your mouth is open, but you can do nothing. Drool. Thats what you’ve been doing. From your mouth and pussy.
Your arms are asleep, your legs feel like they’re nailed to the floor. The rope holding you to a piece of wood. You feel its fibers run your skin. Skin stretched tight. Almost a tickle, but more menacing. Some uncurrent sends shooks through you.
Your facing an elongated X. The cross bars moved up just below your chin. The boards weren’t very wide, you breasts fit outside the X.
For what seems like eternity you’ve been tied here. Mouth gag to quite your ejaculations. Drool covering the first 6 inches of wood under your chin.
Your pussy must have cum 5 times already. You can’t stop them anymore. They build and build, screaming does no good, but you try. Your throat hurts. You don’t know whats next.
There’s a rabbit pushed inside your vagina. Just a humin along. Held in place by a leather harmess. Just hold the bottom from falling away from its ears on your clit. The harness is stationary. Any wiggling you do doesn’t change it’s position. Little relief on your tip toes. But you can only do that so long. You must rest your legs. But that only causes your nipples undo anxiety. As you rise to escape the ears on your clit, your nipples being released from their stretch upwards, your body locked the grips of one after another. You’ve released what you could involuntarily, but it just doesn’t stop. One after another, you don’t know where you are, you don’t really care where you are. You think of nothing but the warmth. The vibrations.
And suddenly it stops. The vibrations are still clear in your ears. You feel something. Not really sure what it is.
“There’s a bucket under you. If you can or when you can, it’s there.”
And this time you hear the door open and close. And the sound of a key in a lock.
The Pet Sitter part 2 [MmM][non-con][gay][watersports][anal creampie]
Greg felt light headed, his mind swimming as Ralph dragged him across the room. The young man was scrambling to stay on his feet, his jeans tangling around his ankles as his rapist pulled him through the strange house. He couldn’t stop thinking about what had just happened to him, and he felt sick imagining what other horrors awaited him.
After the older man, who had lured Greg to his home under the false pretense of needing a pet sitter for the weekend, had forced Greg to participate in mutual oral sex, he brought Greg to a new room of the house. Greg fell to the ground upon entering the bedroom, trying to pull his pants up only to have them yanked away. Ralph tossed the boys clothing across the room, and Greg looked around to see what he was in for. The bedroom was scarcely furnished. A queen sized bed sat in the center of the room against the far wall, and two night tables stood on either side. The room was dimly lit, but Greg could just make out a few items sitting on the night stands.
Self Bondage During Sons House Party. (Female, Bondage)
This story happened around a year or so ago, my son was throwing a party with some of his friends. I was supposed to be going out with my friends for dinner but plans fell through and I was not stuck at home but had no where to go. So I spent some time lying on my bed flicking thought Reddit when I had an idea.
Now I’m a massive bondage freak, to the point if I’m not tied up I can’t cum, so my idea was to tie myself to the bed whilst the part was on.
So I stripped naked and put on a very sexy set of matching bra and panties, they where a dark red with black lace around the edges, along with some black nylon thigh high stockings and a pair of what my husband call my sexiest heels, there black stilettos with a red bottom. If you couldn’t tell I like red ? as I looked myself in the mirror I began to get excited at the thought of what I was going to do.
The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 38 (MF) (FF) (Bondage) (Sub/Dom)
Anna leads Monique down the stairs and into the dungeon. She stands, shocked. Anna kneels by the door and motions for Monique to join her. But she doesn’t. She crosses her arms and sits on the edge of the bed.
“This is silly Miss Anna! Why are we doing this?” Monique says defiantly.
Anna doesn’t answer, only kneeling in silence, knowing this is what is expected of her. She knows Monique has to learn the hard way to understand how things are done in the dungeon..
Bruce enters and pats Anna’s head.
“Good slut,” he says. He turns and bolts the door then lifts Anna to your feet. As he turns he whispers on the side Monique can’t see, “God I fucking want you.”
“Mr. Bruce, what is all of this about?” Monique questions. “ I am a free woman. Anna is a free woman. We are…” Bruce cuts her off by tightening a cuff around her wrist.
“Yes, you are free,” he says, circling around and cuffing her other wrist. “But not in the dungeon. In the dungeon you obey or you are punished.”