{Fanfiction} {Consensual Sex} {Bondage} {Shoe Fetish} {Rope Bondage} {Tape Bondage} {Panty Gagged} {Sock Gagged} Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune (Prologue-Ransom of the Rajas)

Apologies for the essay style introduction in advance…

Hello r/eroticliterature, I was here a few months back posting my more intense chapters back when I was first getting into and sharing my smuty Uncharted fanfiction. ICYMI, I am a beginner fanfiction writer who is a gamer in my SFW life, with my current favorite series being the Uncharted franchise. My stories incorporate my fetishes of bondage (either consensual non consensual or non consensual as shown in popular culture) , shoes, and pantyhose into them via the classic bound and gagged damsels in distress in need of rescuing cliche. I’ve always wonder being a Uncharted (plus the same way with Tomb Raider and its sexy protagonist in Lara Croft) fan how more often the ladies (Elena Fisher, Chloe Frazer, and Nadine Ross) don’t get kidnapped, bound and gagged on their treasure hunts. Well my stories change that up and they do, with Nathan Drake and crew needing to save them!

Taken Part Three

***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***

I’m laying on the cold cement floor, my arms are throbbing from the restraints that have been on for what feels like forever and I can’t open my mouth or eyes due to the cum and piss covering them. It feels like I have been laying here for hours, they’re starting to dry. I hear the door open and footsteps coming towards me but they proceed past me. I hear water running. You untie next entirely and drag me to the bathtub and put me in. “Clean up and then we will go over a few things.”

Securing the Soccer Star [Kidnapping][Bondage]

**“Hey Nat, you sure you don’t want a ride home? It’s way late outside.”**

**“It’s too far out of your way, Mia. I’ll take the train as usual.”**

**Mia gave me a slight nod, although she looked unhappy with my decision. I understood her concern. It was maybe a few minutes until eleven and the sidewalks weren’t very well lit in the neighborhood where we worked. I was, however, confident that in such a low crime community I’d be fine.**

**Mia gave me a final goodbye hug before heading out to her car while I finished up closing down the shop. Our simple convenience store was an old ma and pa joint that got bought out when the son sold it to a business tycoon. The son was an asshole anyway, so I found it more enjoyable under the greedy businessman that paid us no mind.**

**I ran back to the storeroom where we kept our belongings during working hours. Snatching out my soccer bag, I hit the lights and was out the door. It really was a pain to come straight from soccer practice but highschoolers don’t get much choice. At least in a few more months, I’d be out and off to college.**

Food + Sex and the City – Free Use Slut/Escort to my Friend’s Dad – Part 6 [FM]

*This continues directly from Part 5. I don’t expect Part 7 until next week.*

We fell asleep spooning each other. Last thing I remember was his hand cupping my right tit. We were both up early Saturday morning. I jerked him off slowly as we cuddled with my head on his chest. We didn’t say a word. I could do this forever I thought to myself. His dick was perfect. Load. Length. Load. Girth. Load. Especially load. Did I mention load?

His breathing was getting labored so I stopped. “I don’t want my breakfast like this” Kissed his cheeks and went to the bathroom.

I started brushing my teeth. He walked up behind me and slid his dick in between my legs. I reached down with my free hand, held him tight to my pussy and gave him a pussy slide. In my euphoria I forgot I was brushing and realized only when I accidentally swallowed a little bit. I immediately spit and rinsed. Coughing a little. He kept up the pussy slide. Our bodies slapping against each other.

I knelt and he pushed me away. He went straight up to the counter leaving me no room to reach his dick. I tried several positions and nothing was comfortable.

The Field Exercise – Part 2 [M+F] [nc] [bondage] [drugged]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/hxyfvy/the_field_exercise_mf_nc_bondage/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

She could hear them coming now, eager and excited voices. The things they had said about her, never to her but always in hushed whispers and leers, were lewd enough and always made her blush. She could only imagine what
what was said in the showers and barracks when she wasn’t around. There were numerous times after she had come to the unit that some of her civilian laundry had gone misssing. She figured a handful of her thongs were being passed around the barracks as trophies. Or cum rags. And now their worst, and favorite, fantasies were reality.

Lexi Jane: International Superstar (Part 3) [MF] [Cuck] [Creampie] [Bondage] [Long]

# Lexi Jane: International Superstar (Part 3)

^(By Gael Ambrose)

Jake was a selfish lover. Lexi could tell by the way he cleared his bowls in one rip. Anecdotally, she’d noticed that all the selfish lovers she’d brought onto her tour bus had the same behavior: clear a bowl in one rip, start loading more then ask if it’s ok after, clear a few more bowls, babble about how they had a high tolerance but this stuff was still pretty good they guessed, then ask if she wanted to fuck.

As Lexi went through the rules she’d given to Don earlier, Jake stayed true to the selfish-lover formula with one exception: he didn’t ask to fuck at the end. Lexi figured this may have been influenced by Donovan’s presence. Jake started on some rant about the metal band whose t-shirt he was wearing now. Complaining about how they’d really lost their way since their first album. Edgar stopped by the table with another few rounds of coffee. Don took the opportunity to ask where the bathroom was and Lexi found herself alone with Jake for the first time.

Thanks, Dad! (Part nine) [Father] [Adoptive Daughter] [Edging] [Light Bondage] [CNC]

By the time we got home, Ella was ravenous. We made it to the garage before she was kissing me and climbing over into my seat, her butt hit the horn and we both laughed as I scooted the seat back to give her room, “You don’t,” she kissed me again and guided my hands under her jacket and along the cut outs on her sides, “want to go inside?” I finished.

She shook her head, “Not right now. What I want right now is for you to push my panties aside with your dick and then I want you to sit back and let me ride you until you cum in me,” she said it with authority and I kind of loved it, but I also wanted our dynamic back of her looking to me for guidance.

“Just so you know, baby, you’ve already made a mess of me from making me finger you on the drive home,” I whispered to her.

She smiled and kissed my jaw, “Don’t get it on my dress when you…oohh,” she moaned and grabbed my shoulders as I quickly pushed her panties aside and guided my dick into her cunt in one quick thrust thanks to my cum coated head.

The Library’s Princess (part three-The End) [Mfm] [Light Bondage] [Fearful Reaction]

“Me and Joe?” I asked

He nodded silently.

“We haven’t really talked about it, but I don’t think so? I’m pretty sure it’s just a business arrangement for him.”

He looked at me and tilted his head to the side slightly, “And for you?”

I blushed, “It’s just a business arrangement for me, too.”

Zane smiled, “Liar. I think you actually like him.”

My blush deepened a little, “Does that even…”

Zane leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips as I spoke. It was my turn to be caught off guard. I held my hand up, and while I wanted to push him away from me, I simply let him kiss me for a moment before I returned the advance. When he pulled away from me he looked a little confused and quickly rushed out the door, leaving his laptop behind on my dining room table.

I wasn’t sure what to make of it. I had made the offer to him first and he turned me down. He’d already edited and put up half a dozen videos of me and Joe and hundreds of photos, so I didn’t get the sudden change in demeanor. I mean, the video was the most graphic one we’d done, but it wasn’t that graphic. Did he see something in it I didn’t realize was there?

Rubymoon Private Asylum (Part 1) [BDSM, MFT, SM, NC, Bondage, Bizarre]

“To put things simply, Dr. Smith, Rubymoon is a private asylum. From time to time wealthy patrons find it necessary to have one or more persons committed in a strict inpatient environment without the need to unnecessarily involve or burden either the legal or medical system. This is where we come in. For a fee that reflects both our discretion and the rarity of the services we offer we house these private mental patients and perform whatever therapeutic measures their patrons believes are most conductive to their mental health.”

“A private asylum?”

“Naturally we compensate all of our employees at a level commensurate to both the value of their skillset and the discretion we ask of them. If this is a non-starter for you we can end the tour right here.”

“No, no,” said Dr. Smith. “Now you very much have my curiosity. I’m quite anxious to see what you actually have here.”

“I’m so pleased to hear that the personality profile we ran on you was accurate,” said Dr. Desdemona. “I think you’ll be an excellent fit here.”

First I fingered a student my office, now I’m giving new meaning to the phrase, “lab sucks.” [Mfff, Harem, Bondage, Mdom, Public]

I vacillated between extremes from day to day. I was either distraught that my terrible decision making would lead to the end of my career or psyched out of my mind to be more sexually liberated than I’d ever been.

On Fridays, the mood was always the same.

“Fucking hell,” I chuckled, covering my mouth as an eight-by-ten nude of Vanna and Laci kissing dropped out of the CHM 1025 textbook from the previous year. It was a secluded area. The only camera was by the elevator. No one studied on the fourth floor. Most students went up there for sexy dares. I suppose I was to be counted among their number.

Laci and Vanna were completely nude, their forms entangled around one another. Vanna’s pussy was peeking out between Laci’s legs, and her tongue was darting into the blonde girl’s mouth. Laci had tiny tits, which wasn’t typically my thing, but they were perky and delightful. Her hair was draped down across Vanna’s larger boobs and I couldn’t help wondering how they’d taken the photo. Was it a tripod or a *friend*?