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If Only [Ff] [BDSM] [Femdom]

“Do you want to cum?”

“Unh! Uggh!”

Don’t judge me—this gag may not be huge, *per se*, but what it lacks in size it makes up in devilish intent. I could talk better and drool less around a fat dick with a man behind it, fucking my face. If only.

Kat waves the wand back and forth, making its bulbous white head undulate between us like a charmed serpent. I can’t take my eyes off it, I want it so bad. I’d settle for my fingers, you know, if my wrists weren’t shackled to the front of my collar—I’d settle for humping a fucking pillow, if I weren’t sitting bare-assed on a concrete basement floor, and I’d settle for jumping her and taking it off her, shackles or no, if I weren’t chained by the neck to a ring in the floor.

If only.

Her face crinkles into a petite frown. She looks down at the wand and clicks it on-off, buzz-buzz, yes, Kat, you bitch, it works—doesn’t it? Oh, her face—oh, God, I hate the way she can hear my thoughts. Now she’s smiling. “Say it. Say you want it. Beg me for it.” Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 32 Club V Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Did everyone get a copy of the Sinday’s Beaver Rewards” Mrs. Donavon called out raising a news paper. “And I trust everybody has scoured through looking to see which article was theirs..” letting the pause sink in as the class furiously tore through the news paper. “There was only one (starting intently at Clarissa) that made it! That means that Eric and Tom get the F for this project. Good job gentlemen. Out of the class we will have to dismiss two of our own cause they can’t seem to slap their cocks on the table.. perhaps there is something else you can study (staring directly at Steve and Trina), like I said there will be cuts, this is a competitive cut throat profession” with that Mrs. Donavon looked back to the class. “For the next ‘ass’ignment I want two papers, one from each team (eyeing the class) on the cheerleader tryouts! I am looking for content, sexibility and something that will make me cum.. the harder the better” with that the bell moaned for class to be over with. “Clarissa, Angie stay after so we can talk” as the rest of the junior reports filed out of class. Mrs. Donavon was perched at the end of her desk. “I did recognize a old column in there (glancing over both students to see who looked more nervous) let me see if I can remember..” her hand slide back as she unearthed a sheet of paper. “.. I do believe it was a letter to Jax (her eyes, nose and mind all waiting to see if either would give anything away) if I’m not mistaking. Well here’s a letter of mine that was waiting for a kiss (stamp back home) butt by the time I got it the Jax column had be closed” fanning herself for something that so fucking hot in the letter. By the time Mrs. Donavon had made it to the door, Clarissa was the only one left sitting. “Are you like cuming babe or do I have to pull on your titty (knowing how embraced Clar was for her tits) chains” Angie teased. “I swear foreign exchange students, you’ll never get them to follow” Angie tried to cover for Clarissa.
“To Jax
This is my first time writing about a sexual experience.. much less actually living it. My name is Miss O, yes you can just imagine the orgasms that this one night still bring to my bed. It all started one night at Voluptuous, a hot new club, when my bf broke up with me. Normally this would be a sad time butt (yes especially butt cause these two guys where checking out my butt) the first swing was his last (I ducked and the bouncer (he can bounce me any day, Rrrrrrr) caught his hand and tossed him, good riddance) the barkeep kept setting me up with cock (mug of beer) and two balls (shots) of pussy and cream whiskey. After I tipped the cock down I was a little unsteady that when these two big hunks started to hit on me, you got it both at the same time. I was so happy at the attention they where showing my tits, my little double D tits. Squeezing, pulling, mashing, getting me so fucking wet. Well needless to say this was only one of the hunks.. the other one.. Fuck I just came.. grabbed my ass. Not like the dick who almost hit me butt like I was a hot fucking whore. Gripping it hard butt as yet gentle, all I could say is yes (Ooooh.. told you I was cuming). I had to make move so I did! Wrapping my arms around the hunk in front of me, pulling myself up (didn’t wear panties, everybody could see them in the miniskirt I was wearing.. well was wearing) so I could lock lips with that stud. My miniskirt just happened to slip up just a little or could it be from me dry humping his cock, it was no secret that I wanted him to fuck me. The next thing I knew was we (all 3 of us where in a private room) started to strip each other. I started with his shirt, button everywhere and him started with my blouse. Ripping it till my tits where his for the taking. The other dude started down there with my ass (fuck I can still feel his tongue), linking my asshole, biting my ass cheek then delving into my fucking hot hole. Just one lick and I came drenching his tongue as my cum ran down his chin. Feeling a cock, a swelling cock as it entered my cum filled pussy. Fuck it was huge butt I had to have it! Filling me up, making my g-spots just explode over that mammoth cock. Forcing me on it, with every kiss my pussy stretched, with every moan my cunt was filled to the breaking point. The pounding I started as my cum coating what little of his cock that was exposed. The feeling of my hair being pulled from behind brought out more of my fucking cum butt my moaning couldn’t compare to what came next, feeling another massive head as I battered my cunt on one cock the other was forcing itself up my fuck hole. My orgasms when silent with envy. Attacking my neck, attacking my ear, squeezing my tits, pounding my wet slit, my banging asshole.. and yes cum lots of cum all cuming from me, Miss O. Being double stuffed can only last so long before I was on my knees, sitting there with one cock up my ass and sucking the other. Swallowing his cock, listening to him moan before his liquid payment came flowing out. I swallowed as much as I could butt that wasn’t it no the other dude wanted me to suck him off too, well needless to say I did. Pointing my ass in his direction as I swallowed his cock, the only thing I could recall them saying was “fuck she is a nasty fucking whore”. I could stuff his cock so far down my throat that when I started to rock I felt his hand grip my hair. He held me down there while he face fucked me till he exploded in my throat, this time making sure I swallowed every little bit of his cum (Mmm Mmmm Oh fuckkk I’m.. cum..g OooohOooohOooohOoooh..)
Sincerely your little Miss O”
“You can’t be serious.. can you? You want to go to club V.. so you can (pointing to the letter).. no you..” Angie was amazed that this country hick could actually do this. “Okay, how about (flipping through her make believe day planner) to..morrow night! Noted and we’re set pick you up at Mmm.. eightish” Angie was already making plans for her eye candy Clarissa to be wearing, acting, even drinking.

Girls night with their tied up boy [FFFM] [Rape]

Hello my name is Megan, I am 35 years old and married to my wonderful husband Bobby for over 3 years now. He and I are in a kinky female dominant relationship and he is overpowered and tied up by me on a regular basis. Sometimes I tie him up to fuck and use him, and sometimes I tie him up just because. He never knows when or why I will tie him up, but I love doing it so much that it never surprises him anymore.

I have his consent to do this whenever I please and he is yet to use his safeword Oprah to stop me. I should point out that my husband is pretty small for a guy, he’s thin and short at about 5’6 and 130 pounds. I am 5’8 and 150 pounds and am definitely the strongest of the two. But honestly I love it, I love being bigger and stronger than my hubby. It feeds into our femdom relationship perfectly. Read more »

Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune (Chapter 4- Reunion) [Fanfiction] [BDSM] [Bondage] {Rope Bondage] [Tape Bondage [Wrap Gagged] [Tape Gagged] [Panty Gagged] [Sock Gagged] {Hogtie Bondage]

We’re back with chapter 4 of Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune. Sam is rescued from unconsciousness by an old friend of his brother’s and they begin their trip to the Temple to rescue the girls from Roman’s clutches while Roman enters the Temple with his hostages and army in tow. Enjoy!

That evening; an unconscious Sam Drake in the middle of the Amazon forest

Sam had blackened out from the gunshot wound into several hours of unconsciousness. He kept having nightmares of him, Chloe, and Nadine earlier being tortured by Eddy with the girls once again bound and gagged. ”MMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHH SUM SUV US HULP US I WUNA GUO HUM! DIS US UR FULT!!!!” (Chloe: Sam save us! Help us! I wanna go home! This is your fault!) “MMMMMPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH SCRU U SUM DRK CHLUE WE GUTA GIT UTA HUR!!!” (Nadine: screw you Sam Drake! Chloe we gotta get outta here!)……no….no….not again!, Sam yelled as he kept hearing Chloe and Nadine’s gag screams for help. “HULP US SUM PLUS HULP US” (help us Sam please help us!), “MAKE IT STOP!”, Sam yelled just before suddenly being woke up by a familiar voice. “Samuel, get the bloody hell up! C’mon mate let’s go!” “……Charlie? Is that you….?”, said Sam as he came to. “There we go sunshine…”, said the British treasure hunter. Read more »

Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune (Prologue: Ransom of the Rajas) [Str8] [bd] [bdsm] [nc] [fantasy]

New poster and beginner erotic writer here. My writings focus on my fetishes for simple bondage/damsels in distress, pantyhose, and foot/shoe fetishes combined with my love for the Uncharted video game franchise. My stories are set in the Uncharted universe featuring these three female characters as constant damsels in distress kidnapped, bound and gagged: Chloe Frazer, Elena Fisher, and Nadine Ross. Here’s my first prologue featuring Nathan Drake’s older brother Samuel getting his girlfriend Chloe and his rival Nadine into bondage peril at the hands of old enemies. Enjoy!

Sam was knocked unconscious by the fall he and Chloe took in their crash trying to escape their mysterious attackers. While unconscious, he could see it now: he and Chloe in their bedroom back home having sex. He imagined himself with his face in Chloe’s ass wanting to taste her precious pussy. He could also imagine groping onto her nice juicy ass and big tits as well as her tasty lips coming onto his. It was a sensation he didn’t get very often in his life due to his 20+ years in incarceration. Never had he had a woman as sexy as Chloe Frazer let alone had sex with one like her… Read more »

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 31 Taco Night Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

Meet me at the Deep Taco tonight.. I have a Mmm.. question for you.. CL” Cy looked at the scrap of paper. “Oh, so now you want to meet” playing hard to get would be a lot more fun if he wasn’t still staring at the note. “I wonder when we would have bumped (his cock was rock hard after reading into his thoughts) into one another.. Butt yes we shall meet” finishing his thoughts with a very cocky grin. The massive clock moaned sex at the very moment this night began. “Hey Devon, could I get a.. (taking a second to browse the wall menu) number sex with a side of your moanable fry’s” Cy order has changed since the last time he was here. “That will be eight sexty (holding out his hand for the payment). Trying something different this time” Devon was pressing for info cause unlike the Beaver Rewards new changes by the minute. “Yea man, I’m meeting someone (Devon absorbed this information like a sponge). She wants to ask me something (news flash a girl wants to meet a drummer, that is one of the most boring bits of gossip to cum up).. any idea what?” Cy was playing the same thing, trying to press Devon for answers. “Ooh man sorry butt I don’t hear to much about her (grinning like a fool) maybe if I had a naughty, I mean name then I could help you more” Devon stated. Without a sound, a sent or a breeze she was standing behind her biggest weakness, the man who would make her becum wet with just a look. Clasping her hands behind her back, feeling her cum as it started to bead up along her lips. Then it happened, just like the first time, every time, he turned towards her. Catching her eyes with his, she could no longer control her horniness, her pussy let go. “Speak of the devil and she shall arrive” his word seemed like melodies by the time they reached her ears, even the tickle of cum as it streamed down her legs looking for the cock that caused such a mess. “Don’t worry I remember your order. I’ll have them done in a cock” Devon turned around.
“Here are your orders one sex for you with moanable fry’s and one nine for you and I’ll put that on your tab” Devon brought the food butt the talk had not started yet. “How are you (breaking the ice was always the hardest thing to do), you look so.. (mentally licking his lips, staring at her voluptuous rack) tasty after our last interporn” ‘what did you just say “tasty” duh you stupid fuck’ Cy was very turned on by her smell alone. “I am fine (I would be fucking awesome if I had your cock in me) and Umm.. yea about that, tasty part (all of her saliva had gone to her cunt as of now she was talking with a dry mouth) Umm.. I mean Umm.. would you Umm.. … … take me to the Y for dinner” my goddess I bet my face is as red that hot sauce that just squirted across the room. Squeezing her breast together, giving him that pouty lips that means I want to swallow your cock look. Taking his dinner in one bite, swallowing it all without a chew or hot sauce, “Umm.. Sure” if that want plan enough then his cock would get the point across. “Let’s say after dinner.. my place” Clarissa told without batting a eye.
“Now to make my dreams cum true” Clarissa whispered leaning forward just enough to expose her bare skin just under her shorter miniskirt. Feeling masculine hands as they mauled her tits. Pulling, twisting, kneading them till her nips got rock hard. Her hair swept to one side, exposing her delicate neck just the perfect spot for his lips to start. She knows how to make the most ferocious man bend to her desire and this was it. Feeling his cock as it spanked the side of her ass, squeezed in her ass crack knowing that it wanted to make her kitty cry out in pleasure as it beat her down. Draping one arm around his neck or at least trying to. He dropped, pushing her forward knowing the the bed was there to stop her advance. The heat from his breath as it blew across her cunt, tagged her asshole before dissipating into the moans that was building. Forceful yet gentle, demanding butt fair, these were some of the words that flew through Clarissa’s mind only moment’s before her first orgasm in this location. His tongue was broad and strong forcing her lips to allow it to lick anything in it’s way. The tightness in her stomach, the shortness of breath, Clarissa’s mind scrambled trying to find the right words when all that was available was the low moaning that started in her gut. “OooOoooOoooo.. … Ooooh.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss..” grabbing ahold of the comforter in fierce grip, her mouth wanting to suck something, anything. Biting into the comforter, the orgasm not yet through with the interloper that had summoned it into being. “Ooooh yesss.. fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. lick.. lick.. Ooo fuckkk Mmmmmmmmm” was blurted out. “I.. I am OooohOooohOooohOoooh (arching her back, popping her tits out) fuck Mmmmmmmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa’s voice was gone all she could do is scream for pleasure, butt he had just begun on her pussy. His tongue, Cy’s one verbal assault tool was being used to commit the atrocities of pleasure against Clarissa’s wet pussy. Pulling her hands from the comforter, forcing them to obey her commands, arching her back once more, Clarissa struck. Each hand had spanked the appropriate tit, had gripped her nipples as his tongue touched deep inside of her. “… … Ooo.. … Ooooh.. OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh.. …” was all she had left butt her cum still spilled out. Dotting the floor where she leaned, between her cum and his spit the only thing left to do is..
A solid strike against her bare bum, a solid whack to her dairy air, not from his hand butt from his cock
Realizing that she was to orgasmic to simply to drop to her knees to give him head. Instead her picked her up, spun her body around so now her tits where facing him. Draping both legs over each shoulder, he delved back into her pussy. Taking her clit as his prize and her throat as his own pocket pussy. Opening her mouth to moan, he sensed it, pushing her face towards his cock. “Ohh the rock hard cock I have been teasing all day since dinner, I’m just curious how far I can..” with a hand to the back of her head, he feed his cock to his little sweet whore. Raking her clit, diving even deeper into her pussy, he kept feeding her his cock. “OooOoooOoooo OooOoooOoooo.. Ooo OooOoooOoooo..” he felt her lips touching his pelvis. Pressing hard on her head as he went deeper into her pussy, swallowing everything that his tongue brought out including her cum.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 30 Lesbian Lust: 101 Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

Lesbian Lust: One on One
Approaching Angie from behind, already in a flock of subs willing an able to spread there legs just for the taste of the dominant. Her red hair blowing in the breeze, the soft breath of an outsider caressing her neck, circling around the bottom of her ear. “Hello love” Clarissa’s word sang like the dirty angel she is inspiring to be. “Can I speak with you.. in private ” allowing her hand to drift down to her swelling breast’s. “I really need to talk to.. you” Clarissa whispered once again.
The moon started to rise. Just a sliver or red against the blackened sky. The waters reflection danced on her flesh. “Are you sure you want to do this” Angie’s whispers brought rise to Clarissa’s skin. The queasy feeling, the goosed flesh that ran down Clarissa’s spine. “Ooooh.. Mmm.. Mmm Mmmm” Clarissa moaned, Angie’s tongue crossed the space between the shoulder blades. Her kiss echoed as it traced down her spine, as her hands mauled at her tits. “Yes, Oh yesss.. Ooooh yesssssssss” Clarissa moaned as Angie’s hands cupped her golden globe’s, fingers pinched her nipples. Her breath cascaded down to the small of Clarissa’s back followed very closely by her tongue. “Ohh fuckkk Angie, I’m.. I’m cuming again OooohOooohOooohOoooh shit OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Angie’s kisses turned into bites, her slender back poofed out as her shapely ass now took the scene. Dragging her claws down Clarissa’s sides, biting her ass cheek. The rumble from her gut made the skin becum once more speckled with tiny bumps. Spreading her legs a little bit more in hopes that Angie will continue her southward journey. “I’m so fucking wet for you.. Ooooh” Clarissa bae once more trying to find that happy medium between panting for more and a all out orgasm. Gripping the blankets, biting the pillow as the next wave of cum splashed against her pussy walls. “I can’t.. … it Oh.. yes Ooooh Ooooh.. fuck yes.. yesss” Clarissa let the overwhelming sensation of the next orgasm start to drag her away, nails already hooked into any loose fabric they could find. Her pillow looking like it just came by itself. The first lick, the ginger, the bold, the your my fucking whore as Angie’s tongue lapped at Clarissa’s asshole. Then it started. To make love too, to fuck the hole, to turn Clarissa’s world upside down as more orgasm where building. More cum as the pink ocean turn in on it self. Shaking her head no, silently howling at the rising moon, panting as Angie went beyond the rim job. Wanting to reach back to stop the torture that Angie was doing to her pussy, the torture that Clarissa’s clit was under going. “Stop.. s…p (taking a shaky breath in) pl..s.. ..op I’m.. ..’m c..ng so (taking a second breath in, her lungs screaming they wanted air butt her body winning out as more orgasms where being delivered) f..k..g har.. Ooo OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuckkk OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” Clarissa body was begging for more orgasms, more heart pounding, hair pulling orgasms. When finally the tongue flicked over that zone between the pussy and the asshole, the neither zone of sexual desire. Hooking her tongue as it invaded Clarissa’s moist pussy, dipping so far down to make more orgasms bubble to life. “Ooooh fuck me.. fuckkk Mmm.. Ooo yes Ooo.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” feeling the pull to the shoulder the overwhelming urge to flip over butt when that didn’t work Clarissa could feel Angie’s body pressed against hers, the breath cuming in and out at a rapid pace and a tongue dancing on her ear. “Now you shall do me, my little pet” Angie raked back Clarissa’s hair. As Clarissa found herself on top, lip locked in the Lesbian Lust: One on One.

Wrote this for my bf after he tied me (mf) (bondage)

She enjoys watching him, his focus, his concentration, as he starts by tying her ankles tightly together and slowly works his way up. He takes such care with every knot, and it’s like a metaphor for the care that he shows in all aspects of their relationship. He is methodical yet sensual at the same time, with attention to each detail and perfect control. By the time he reaches her thighs she is completely aroused. The rope sliding across her skin is foreplay, and sensing this he takes a moment to tease her with light touches on her labia before he finishes binding her legs completely.
As aroused as she is, she is dying to spread her legs for him. Being forced to have them shut is exquisite torture. She wriggles her hips in vain, and by the smile on his face as he’s watching her she can tell that he is loving her predicament.
Pulling on the end of the rope, he raises her legs high and holds them there, and her naked pussy is exposed and vulnerable. he teases her lips as she moans. Shes desperate to be penetrated and he knows it. Being restrained and at his mercy makes it that much hotter. He looks into her eyes as he slides two fingers deep into her wet pussy. With her legs bound firmly closed her soft opening is tighter than usual, and the sensation as he thrusts his fingers in and out, deeper and harder, is so amazing that soon she’s begging him to let her come. But just as she’s at the edge of orgasm he stops, denying her release and making her that much more desperate for him. She moans and begs and soon his fingers are inside of her again, and she is so sensitive that each stroke is a new wave of pleasure…and she’s so close…she’s on the brink…and again she is denied.
He edges her again and again, and it’s not just her legs that are bound. It’s all of her, her body, her spirit, being owned by Master. She is reduced to a primal state. With every touch, every look, his control over her is reaffirmed. She is overcome by her need for release, and completely dependent upon him for that release.
When he finally allows her to come the pleasure is intensified by the relief and she is throbbing with sensation. The release is physical and emotional at the same time, and she’s filled with gratitude for the gift he has given her. She’s never put herself in someone else’s hands quite like this before. Their deep connection and the trust she has for him has allowed her to submit to his control of her most basic needs. She has learned that through giving herself over to him, she can be guided to greater heights of pleasure and fulfillment.
In surrender to him she finds her true self. In bondage she is freed.

The One Where [M]y [F]riend Fell Asleep [CNC] [Sleep play]

Hey hey, deleted my account, but I’m back and wanted to resurrect a couple old stories that y’all seemed to like before I start writing some of the NEW stuff that’s happened…

For about 4 years, one of my life ambitions was to fuck Mary. We met in undergrad, and had a quickly interrupted hookup at a party. (We were making out in some kid’s closet when her friend started freaking out and asked to leave. C’est la vie.)

Over the next two years of school, we would smile and wave at each other. We texted occasionally and flirted once or twice at parties. But it seemed like the moment was gone.

Which was a damn shame. Mary was about 5’6”, blonde, and on the curvier side. She had a bit of a belly on her, but she definitely needed it to support the weight of two of the biggest tits I have ever seen. They were just on the edge of being out of proportion for her, but she carried off the look with a combo of dangerously high crop tops and industrial strength bras. Read more »