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Of Kindness and Kink. Chapter 3: Reluctant Dominant [bondage]

As I went to the kitchen, I thought: “STUPID!!! SHE WANTED ME TO GO ALL THE WAY!!! SHE WAS PROBABLY INCITING ME!!!! But… she could’ve just been enjoying the massage… but… THAT MUCH?!?! YOU IDIOT!!!! IT WAS A SIGN AND YOU MISSED IT!!!! YOU MISSED IT!!!! NOW SHE’LL NOT WANT ANYTHING WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING COWARD!!!!”.

I brought her a glass of water and placed the sheets back over her legs. I ordered a pizza and it arrived thirty minutes later. All that while, Jenny was very quiet. I couldn’t bring myself to say a single word; I was swimming in a stew of shame, regret, anger and self disappointment.

I helped Jenny eat and even cleaned her lips with a napkin. “Would you like to watch a movie? I’ve got Netflix, Apple TV, Amazon Prime, Hulu… you name it, I got it. “Well, I’ve never seen Schindler’s List. Is it good?”, she asked. “It’s one of my favorites; let’s watch it”, I said. Read more »

That time I [28F] ran into and ended up fucking my mom’s best friend [52F] at a swingers club 100+ miles from our home town. Part 2, The Next Encounter! [FF]

If you haven’t read the first encounter where I met Mrs. Peterson, my mothers life-long best friend, and a second mother to me, at a swingers club where we ended up hooking up, then you have to stop reading now and [check it out to get the proper context for this post.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/g68taz/that_time_i_28f_ran_into_and_ended_up_fucking_my/)

The second encounter with Mrs. Peterson happened about a week and a half later. It was late on a Thursday night, and I got a Facebook message from her. She was straight to the point and asked if Alex was still out of town. I replied that he was and would be for several more days. A few minutes later my phone buzzed with her reply, and when I opened the message, I completely lost my ability to think. There on my screen, right in front of my face, was a fairly well-framed selfie of Mrs. Peterson wearing a black leather harness that framed her tits with the lines of the straps causing you to focus your gaze on her crotch. There in the center was a bright silver ring that framed her pussy lips perfectly. Making things even hotter was the shiny black thigh-high, lace-up boots that made her already long legs even sexier. Read more »

The Genie [F][Fantasy][bd]

She scowls at the Genie, clearly she had been trying to muddle up her previous wishes, trying her best to screw her over. She thinks about her final one, studying the creature before her. She was tall and wispy, her skin a light shade of red. Her bear feet gently whisking through the air above the ground as she graciously floats in the air. Her dress wisps and flows around her body, hinting at her shapely body and skin underneath it. A mass of long black hair, seemingly with a life of its own frames her face, a sly smile on her lips. Her large black eyes below small imp horns, full of intelligence and mischievous.

The Genie purrs at her “So what is your last wish Mistress?”. She pouts at the creature knowing whatever she picks is going to be warped. “I wish that you become my permanent bondage toy”. The Genie opens her mouth in surprise but the magic is already taking hold, a leather forming over her mouth forcing it closed again. Her eyes widen in sudden panic as her ability to speak is taken from her and she realises the magic is going to fulfil the woman wish without her. She struggles as Leather straps start to criss cross over her torso, she looks down and squirms, trying to fight against them, as her arms are similarly wrapped up and tugged crossed in front of her under her beasts, buckles wrapping around her back, tightening and clinching each one to encase her in the white leather jacket. She struggles against the straps, the woman giggling as she watches in excitement. Read more »

Batrice’s special performance (forced, gang bang)

Beatrice was pleased. The first half of the performance had gone well but now in the middle of the second she felt as though she was playing better than she had ever played in her life. She could almost feel the music as the string quartet played for the private party in this huge house.

At 22 years old, she was reaching for a position among the musical elites. She had started out with a string quartet, and she could feel her confidence growing with each performance. Her sights were firmly set on landing a position with one the world’s top orchestras, and working her way up to the top of the violin section of the orchestra.

The room had excellent acoustics and the audience of about thirty people were very appreciative of the musicians who were performing for them. The only slight downside was the heat from the lights that blazed down at them, which had them all perspiring soon after starting their performance but the host had graciously organised some drinks for them during the short interval. Read more »

18 [f] strangers became hookup pals

I was approached by these two guys at a public pool they were nice we flirted and I ended up hanging out with them on the first night I gave them both head. We met up again and I gave them both head again I found out they were into bdsm and bondage stuff. I admitted to them I was into trying some of that. I’ve let them both use my ass. They’re huge compared to me. Anal is hard for my tiny booty but we did it and I got creampied. It’s been more easy now for me but still getting used to it. We’re in talks of maybe doing it outdoors in the woods I love.

The Desert Rogue [F] [Fantasy][bd]

Kiara slips over the wall and delicately drops onto the soft sand. She looks about quickly, her long braided black hair touching the ground as crouches cautiously. She stands up and dusts off the sand from her outfit. She moves quickly, her silken slippers leaving footprints in the sand behind her. She had on blue baggy pants and a tight Bandeau covering her breasts, a long scarf pulled over her mouth and nose.

She silently darts between buildings, slipping into the shadows as she looks around at her surroundings. It was unlikely anyone was here, but she still took her time, not wanting to miss anything after coming all this way. Her light silken clothes swishing about her as she moves, thankful for the cooling in the harsh city.

She makes her way through the mystical city, it had been quite an ordeal to find the place, but soon she will have untold riches. Suddenly through the distance of sand filled and deserted streets she sees a figure, her breath catching in her throat as she darts into a doorway. She watches trying to see what it was but nothing seems to be there anymore. She starts to make her way again, unable to shake a feeling of being watched. Read more »

Of Kindness and Kink. Chapter 2: Impromptu Nurse [bondage]

She woke up at about 10:00 a.m.. “Wha- what’s going on?!?! HELP!!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!”, she screamed. “Whoa, take it easy. You’re okay. Nobody’s gonna hurt you.”, I said calmly. “Who are you? Why did am I blindfolded? Am I in a straitjacket? Is this a hospital? Who are you, a doctor?”, she asked, still quite shaken up. “No Jenny; I’m not a doctor”, I replied. “Then who are you? Some kind of sicko?”, she asked angrily. “No, Jenny. Let me explain: We met at Delirium last night. We talked for a while and you asked me to bring you to my place. When you got here, you panicked. You started screaming about something under your skin and you were clawing at your own arms. That’s why I had to tie you up; so that you won’t hurt yourself. The blindfold is to keep you from experiencing more hallucinations. I believe someone slipped something into your drink or something; you didn’t even have that many drinks”, I told her.

She calmed down a little. “No, nobody slipped anything into my drink.”, she confessed. When I was in the bathroom, I was offered a sample of a new type of drug. I can’t quite remember the name, but I don’t remember anything after taking it.”, she said. Read more »

Of Kindness and Kink. Prologue: Dry Spell Hell [bondage]

I was never a ladies man. Even though I work out and keep my hair cut and my facial hair well trimmed and clean, I just don’t seem to rub girls the right way. I still find myself thinking of that day when Gina dumped me. She was a beautiful half-Colombian brunette. She was sweet, she was loving and, most importantly: She was kinky like me. She had a thing for being tied up, and she told me several times that she fantasized about being trussed up in a straitjacket and locked in a padded cell. I developed my fetish at age fifteen, when I walked into my mom’s bedroom and caught a glimpse of a character in her favorite soap opera being tied up in one. Gina had a similar story, but it happened when she was eighteen and she saw it on her abuelita’s favorite telenovela. Seriously, what is it with daytime TV shows and straitjackets? Read more »

I [F] get turned on by being held down.

Warning – Could cause some triggering

I first discovered it with a few years ago my FWB of 10 years. He was fucking me doggy before pushing me down on my stomach and laying nearly completely on top of me. I felt trapped and a little smothered….

***and I loved it.***

Since, I’ve discovered, mainly with my fiance, that I like having my face shoved into the pillow, or his hands on my shoulders and back, holding me down.

There’s something about the small amount of fear, and the helplessness that just…. turns me on.

I do enjoy rape fantasies. I often tell my fiance “No,” “Stop,” etc. when we role play, so being held down, I think, adds that much more to it.

We haven’t played around with bondage yet, but I think it’ll eventually come in.

In the meantime, though, I’ll enjoy his hand on the back of my head, and the slight gasping for air as I struggle under his dominance.