Tag: Bondage

Shake it up [MF] [Rough] [Bondage]

Background:
My fiancé and I have been together for 7 years. That’s a long time, considering that we’re just 21. Chris is exactly my kind of man; tall, athletic and very fit, big hands, big cock, he’s got it all. Right now, his soft brown hair is grown out to his shoulders, and he’s got a full beard to match. He’s basically a sexy lumberjack. He’s incredibly calm, level headed, and just sweet to me. I love him more than anything in the world. He’s just it for me.

Now, I’m not exactly sure why he’s with me. I’m moderately attractive, but definitely not godlike like Chris. I’m also incredibly tall at 5’10”, with a similar athletic physique. My greatest assets are definitely my 36DD’s. Not a bad feature by any means.

I’ve been having vivid sex fantasies about new ways to play in the bedroom. We have a lot of sex, good sex, but I’ve been thinking about ways to shake it up. We had a long chat while making dinner last week about our desires in bed. Tonight, he decided to surprise me with one of my fantasies. Read more »

The Switch Up [F/m, femdom, light bondage, couple]

“You are so fucking sexy.”

“Quiet!” she yells.

I smirk a little and do what she says. I love when my girl is on her dominatrix shit, it’s so goddamn hot. Tonight, she’s wearing a full set of lingerie that I bought for her and she looks so good in it. A red gartered bustier, crotchless panties, black stockings, and red bottom heels. I can’t see her because she has me blindfolded at the moment, but my cock is so hard right now just thinking about it.

My girlfriend is usually my cute little “subbie” kitten, but every once in awhile she gets in the mood to dominate me, so of course, I let her. It’s honestly a really sexy side of her that I wish came out more often. I feel her climb on top of me and straddle me. Her pussy is so wet right now, I love this feeling. She rips the blindfold off of my face so I can see her.

“How does it feel to be so beneath me?” My girlfriend asks rhetorically.

She has my arms are tied down with the straps attached to our bed. She starts grinding her pussy on my cock. Read more »

“But doctor, I’m a Dom!” [M/F]

“You should really talk to someone,” Elise said, taking another sip of tea. We were sitting at our favorite little bookstore, complete with elderly gay owners, obligatory mean-eyed cat, and the smell of tropical exhaust from teenagers’ vape pens as they chatted about some obscure Manga. “I *am* talking to someone, Elise,” I chuckled nervously, “I mean, you do exist, right? I haven’t gone completely bonkers?”

Elise and I had known each other for years, veterans of a couple startups, some brick-and-mortars, and more ‘Tequila Tuesdays’ than we cared to (or could) recollect. It’s strange about kinky people, you just know sometimes. It’s like gaydar, but for people that have an affinity for bondage and fine leather goods. We’d had a lot of late night talks, but no romantic engagements; the timing never worked out. However, she was as loyal and trustworthy a friend as I could hope for.

“No, seriously, like a professional someone,” she insisted, “You’re carrying a lot, and I know you like to play the more dominant role, however, maybe you need to let down your guard a bit.” That hit home for me. I always put up the facade of the ‘go-to’ guy, both at work and at social functions, but like the old country song goes ‘the life of the party dies a little every night’. Elise had always been a shoulder to lean on, however, at this point it almost felt like putting a band-aid on a compound fracture. Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 14 (MMF) (Oral) (Anal) (Bondage)

Anna wakes up to kisses and licking on her pussy. She doesn’t open her eyes but goes to put her hands in her boss’s hair. But her arms don’t move. Her legs are spread wide but they don’t move.

Her eyes snap open.

She’s been tied to the bed. One limb to each post. She sees her sitting in a chair across the room and realizes it’s not his face between her legs. She panics. She tries to look at who it could be. But she can’t move. She’s tied too tightly. Why would he let someone into their room to violate her while she slept?

She lets out a terrified scream.

A familiar voice responds to her. “Now is all that necessary? Youngbuck over there just needed help tying some knots.”

Wyatt looks up at her face, grinning and gives her a wink before returning his mouth to her pussy.

She looks at her boss as Wyatt speaks, panic still in her eyes. She knew she shouldn’t have said she wanted to be tied up. This was not what she wanted. Read more »

A look into my [f] toybox

Hallo again! I wanted to write more but dont have time for a full story. But I have had several people ask about my toys and toy chest that I mentioned in my groceries story.

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If there is one topic that I have the knowledge and passion to get on a soap box about, it is sex toys. Lady readers, I can not think of a more empowering symbol of feminism than proudly owning and loving your own collection of toys!

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When I worked at a bank in uni there were several older ladies who worked as tellers (60s and 70s age). I will never forget what one of them, Rosanne, told me:

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“You only get one body, take good and careful care of it. You only get one body, enjoy the hell out of it.”

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Sex toys are about using our brains to help enjoy and celebrate the amazing things our bodies can feel and do. As long as you are taking good and careful care, enjoy the fuck out of it!

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WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 40 Cheerleader Tryouts Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Today is the first day into these people’s..” Clarissa noticing that there was a lot more pink taking the field then testosterone. “Wow, scratch that last part.. Today the precious few will be whittled down to form the Pink Sand Rack cheerleader squad. With only five openings available competition is going to be fierce!” Finishing her last commentary as the current head cheerleader came tumbling though the air, launched from one group of pink gladiators on a perfect course into the receiving teams arms. “How about we make some noise for the hottest bitch’s on the sand (there was grass under their feet)” came the rallying cry from Rosa, the head cheerleader. The crowd erupted in cheers. “How y’all doing today.. good? Cum on let me hear it! Today you girls (pointing from left to right) are going to be the baddest asses ever! Between my Pink Hotties and me we will whittle you down to the pink! So let’s start with the basic (thrusting her pom-poms in the air, as her Pink Hotties interweaved into the crowd)” thrusting her ass back her pom-poms hit the ground. Doing a simple summersault and landing in the splits (half the girls failed on the summersault). “Fuck.. me if she was mine we wouldn’t be getting out of bed” Clarissa mumbled being entranced by the ease of these moves for her. “Cum on girls (still in the splits)” bending her body back while razing her right leg. Clarissa dropped her stylist in amazement, “You know.. why am I stuck on guys” touching her pussy to make sure this was not a dream. Bringing her finger up to her mouth, sucking the juices from her digit. “If I could only have one wish she would definitely be it” feeding her pussy with two fingers. The tightness she was feeling was just beginning. Forcing Clarissa to make a choice, a choice that would make the difference between eternal happiness and eternal joy. Pulling her finger from her pussy, the angle just made Clarissa’s hips grind down as her choice became clear. “Ooo.. I’m.. Mmmm.. … going to to.. Ooooh fuckkk.. … … CuMmmmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” the green blanket came rushing up to cradle her falling form. Burying her fingers so deep in her tight cunt, knowing now why she liked it smooth. Craning her neck so Rosa could finish the show. Going from a back bend where Rosa’s foot was touching her head to a handstand, showing Clarissa her bare box as her legs went from a point in the sky back into the splits. Clarissa was banging it out, two fingers and a palm full of sticky hot cum as the next orgasm washed through her body. Showering her hand with a new batch of cum, “I have died and gone to..” closing her eyes as the next two orgasm ramped through her body. Sending shockwaves down her fingers, “Ooooh fuckkk.. yes.. Ooooh fuckkk yesss.. yesss yesss” came dribbling out as her clit rubbed against her sweet mess of a palm. Splattering cum with each hump, splattering butt more came more cum, more of the sweet hot mess that Clarissa had been entrance with. Trying to push her self up, her arm under her tits. “Under my big sexy tit..s Ooooh fuckkk.. my big Ooooh Ooooh.. fucking OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. sexy.. titties.. (you would figure this would be the end.. Ah wrong) Ohh Ooo Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkking yesssssssss ohmigoddess Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s arm caressed her tit. Caressed it in such a way that she would fuck anything that moved. Seeing the recorder, “Oh fuck I must finish the story” pulling her twin digits from her swollen cunt. Deep throating them to clean off any and all cum, licking her palm as a few dribbles raced down for the ground. Catching each and every drop of her cum, slurping it down in hopes that the slut Clarissa would be happy till Clarissa could get the interporn that she has been wanting. Marching forward as the girls where walking off, headed straight for that hottie that goes by the name Rosa. “This is Beaver Rewards cuming from the hottest display of cheerleading this side of Jism Bay. Can I ask you a few questions? (Not wanting for a response) How do you feel about today applicants? Are you attached to anybody? Can you lick these girls into shape for the next Humpee game?” Leaning over the recorder like a seasoned pro. “Wow, I was expecting a goon just like in the past butt instead they sent you” Rosa began, “Today the tryouts are going purrfect hottie, I don’t believe I caught your name (definitely hitting on Clarissa), butt yes my team of Pink Sand Rack cheerleaders can lick these girls into shape for, Ah anything to cum in the future” Rosa started to play with Clarissa’s hair. Twirling it into a nice thickness then letting it bounce off of the triple S’s that lay beneath. “One more question, what are your plans for tonight..” totally surprising Clarissa, “..Clarissa (leaning in simply to avoid the mic) cuz I want to get to know you better” letting her hand coop a feel of the all natural tit that she had been playing with. “I will see you tonight hotness” Rosa pinched Clarissa’s nip before blowing her a kiss. The feel of the ultimate orgasm left Clarissa standing there with the recorder in hand, still running. “I just got asked out by the head cheerleader of the fucking Pink (cum just ran down Clarissa’s legs) Sand Rack Cheerleader Squad!”

Playtime Haiku [M/F] [Bondage]

*Still a feminist,*

*even bound and spread eagle.*

*I spoke my consent.*

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*A profound master,*

*He stirs me to submission:*

*law of attraction.*

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*Sir ties my blindfold–*

*In blackness I become still,*

*What is he up to?*

Exploring BDSM part 1: Bondage and Discipline [FM] kinky

Alfie and I love to explore all kinds of new things together, we’re both very open about any kinks and desires and we’re extremely compatible. Recently we’ve been talking about BDSM a little and just testing the waters really to see if it’s something we’re interested in. We’re both very new so before this took place, we’d only discussed and planned a bondage scenario.

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We were texting that evening whilst he was on his way back from work and I was really horny. I’d had sex on my mind all day waiting for him to come home and had been thinking about the dirty things he was going to do to me. I couldn’t resist bringing it up.

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“I can’t wait for tonight, I want you.” I messaged him, desperately hoping he was in the same mood as I was.

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“I can guarantee I want you more. ;)” He wrote back teasingly.

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Today [FMM] [Gentle Femdom] – Part 1 of 2

**Writer’s Note:** This piece of fiction contains mature language and content. If this is not what you want to read, please choose something else.

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Tyler, Last Week

In three days, Miss Jonquil will collar me, making me Hers alone. Well, not exactly only Hers. Her submissive husband Thomas will be there too. It is kind of difficult to explain our relationship. I guess it is like a pyramid. Miss Jonquil is the entire top of that pyramid. Thomas is a good part of the middle. I am the layer next to the ground. Maybe we’re more like the best lemon meringue pie: a whole pile of meringue, a smooth layer of lemon pudding, a light crust at the bottom. You can’t have a whole lemon meringue pie without all the parts.

Yesterday, I said, “It’s about time, Miss Jonquil.” It was saucy, I know, but I could tell Her mood was not stern – and besides, I have been Her Toy for almost two years. Read more »