Uncharted: Finding Ubar (Chapter 3-Supply Trip) [Fanfiction] {BDSM] [Bondage] [Rope Bondage} {Hogtie Bondage] {Panty Gagged} {Pantyhose} {Encasement} {Mummification}

I’m back! Apologies for the break in posting my Uncharted bondage novels. Here is chapter 3 of my first Uncharted novel, Finding Ubar. It features Nate and Sully sneaking their way onto Marlowe’s supply plane heading to Ubar while Elena faces bondage torture at the hands of Marlowe and Rameses as they approach the desert city. Enjoy!

The next morning; the Yemeni cafe

“NATE, WAKE UP! WAKE UP KID! GODDAMMIT!”, yelled Sully, who had managed to escape Marlowe’s goons as Nate was still knocked out from his blow in the cafe square. “That’s it, time for drastic measures!”, Sully said as he got a barrel of water and splashed it onto Nate. “Finally, thought I lost ya”, said Sully as Nate came to. “Sully, is that you?….”, slowly mumbled Nate as he woke up. “OH SHIT…..ELENA! “SULLY WE GOTTA GO GET HERE! MARLOWE’S GOT HER….”, yelled Nate as he realized that Marlowe had kidnapped Elena.

I was Slut Shamed at a Divorce Deposition [MF]

A while ago, I was dating this guy, Sam. Well, we weren’t exactly dating… we were fuck buddies. Sometimes we would grab a drink, or a bite to eat. But most of the time, we would meet at his hotel, fuck, and then leave. It was fun, simple, easy and most importantly drama free. Sam was pretty kinky too, sometimes he’d buy me some lingerie and I’d dress up as his little fuck doll for our dates. But yeah, it was what you would expect from a typical fuck buddy hookup.

All of this came to a bloody halt, when I was summoned to an attorney’s office. Apparently Sam was married, and his wife discovered his adultery with me. Grounds for divorce. Bloody hell… I had no idea he was married. I didn’t mind that he was, but at least have the courage to be honest with me. I hate surprises, and being compelled to speak as part of a legal matter is such a surprise. Apparently, the legal term is a deposition, for a divorce proceeding between Sam and his ex wife. I’m supposed to tell the truth, including my perspective on our dates and hookups. The dinners, the gifts, the hotel dates… all of it. His ex-wife will be at the deposition, bloody hell.

Girls Night with their tied up boy [FFFM] [Tied up] [Rape]

Unfinished story. Who wants to write the ending?

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.

Sleeping Tight [M/f] [sleeping, free-use] [light bondage]

Comments and feedback very welcomed.
______________________________________________
You are always such a light sleeper in the morning. Any tiny sound anywhere in the house, or even your closed eyelids noticing sunlight wakes you so easily. 

But it is 2:46am and you are stirring ever so slightly in your sleep next to me. You let out the softest little moan a moment ago. And now I’m studying you in the darkness. You’re normally so still and so quiet, that tiny moan I heard coming from you has my ears and nerves on high alert as my eyes adjust to the blackness.

You’re lying on your stomach in the middle of the bed, one leg out stretched the other bent, making a number 4 with your legs. Your arms near your sides, your head turned away from me. You are breathing deeply, very much asleep in your oversized t-shirt and panties. My dark study of you, taking in your curves, your breaths. I’m admiring your ass, when you shift so subtly– your pelvis grinding into the mattress as another soft moan escapes your lips. A sexy little, “oh,” is sighed so desperately into the stillness of the room.

You underestimated me, didn’t you? (part 1) – [F/M] [POV] [manic pixie dream girl] [bondage] [enthusiastic consent] [oral] [edging]

Even when we talk about our kinks, they never expect it. They never expect me. They see me and they think I’m so cute and small… I can’t possibly be capable of dominating them. 5’2 on a good day, I come up to their shoulders… at best. Cute, small, curvy, girly. Curly honey-blonde hair and big blue eyes.

It’s like they thought they could take advantage of me. Good fucking luck.

***

I dress up for the date. *How to look the least intimidating? Not like I was that intimidating to start…* Short skirt, flats, oversized sweater. I look fucking adorable.

You want to protect me, take care of me… fuck me? Probably. Who wouldn’t want the juxtaposition of my tiny frame on my knees, your cock stretching my mouth. Any cock would look massive in contrast with how small I am, but yours especially. I can tell you’re thinking that as I talk. Does it even matter what I’m saying? Not to you…

***

I walk up the stairs in front of you as I lead you to my apartment. When I asked you home, your eyes got huge. It was precious. You nodded, *yes please*. What did you think would happen, cutie? Me on all fours, your huge cock splitting me in two? *Hmm…*

A Price to be Paid: Part 3 [MF] [D/s] [bondage] [orgasm control] [anal]

[Part 1](https://reddit.app.link/iVHeNcLuY5)

[Part 2](https://reddit.app.link/vULhl9NuY5)

I lay there for seemingly hours, every new climax rolling over the last as if waves of a rising tide, each trying to reach farther than the last. The bed below me is soaked as I lay there, not sure if its from drooling or cumming so much. I’m lost inside my own body, my responses completely out of my own control, building to yet another peak when it stops without warning. I unconsciously grind against the toy, surprising myself for wishing one last wave.

I realize you blindfolded me well, not a bit of sunlight is peeking through. Or could it be nighttime? No way did he leave me here for that long. If my brain was truly working, I’d be able to reason that the toy couldn’t last anywhere near that long. Slowly my reasoning begins to work and I feel how cold and wet the bed is below me the ache of my shoulders building from being pulled behind my back for so long. I struggle to move them to a better position but there isn’t one, each being more painful than the last.

WET DREAMS UNIVERSITY 29 Dreams of Perversion Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BDSM BONDAGE SOLO TOYS)

“Do I have his vibra-number.. Mmm” scrolling through the limited numbers she had. “Mmm.. no I don’t (checking the clock on the wall) well that’s okay I just.. (yawn)” not having the time to cover her mouth. The blinking of her eyes started to slow down until finally there was no blink. “Where am I?” She questioned her self as she stared out the massive multi panned window. “Duh Clarissa, you are back at my place. Don’t you remember you said you wanted to cum here so here we are.. naked just like you requested and Umm hard just like what you like” Cy said kneeling on the floor. Her ass teasing his manhood butt half the time she would just tease him then, wham bam thank you sir and she was up and gone. “Not tonight, I’ll just..” Cy’s cock started to swell as the plan became reality. Attacking her ass, Cy’s tongue slithered out and tagged her hot fucking cunt. Not giving her anytime to respond, pressing her chest into the factory loft window while his hands tagged her ass intermittently. Pushing her ass open as his tongue struck even deeper in her cunt, pulling her back wall closer as his lips locked on to her asshole and pleasure hole. “What are.. are Ohh fuckkk Mmm Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss..” her first orgasm rolled out of her all too soon for comfort. Gasping for breath, reaching for him. Only to find his hands wrestling control over hers. Locking his hand around both her wrists, seizing her arms in the small of her back. “I think you owe me tonight princess” Cy whispered in her cunt as his tongue drug itself up. Taking any sanity she had left, passing her asshole, her no no zone.. butt not without incident. His tongue pierced her ass, going all anal for the first time. “Ooooh Mmm Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkking yesssssssss..” her legs folded. “Was she falling, if so to where, to the window sill, to the floor?” Clarissa’s questions would be answered with the softness of the bed as it came rushing up to catch her. A hard slap fell from his hand tagging her already vulnerable ass. The cheek reddened, “This will teach you to tease me with that incredible ass of yours!” He had her pinned down with his arm across the small of her back. Putting his full weight on her butt that was not the worst thing not by far. “Let me see (sticking his middle finger in Clarissa’s asshole) now what shall we do..” it took forever so it seemed butt Clarissa was cuming this entire time. “My cock is to big for your tiny little asshole” wait did he release my back.. my body.. I can breath” the thought rolled through Clarissa’s mind, opening her mouth to suck in a new breath, to suck in a new.. dildo? “That’s it baby get it nice and wet, do you feel the spear type head.. how it stretches your asshole.. no? Well let me show you how it feels” as Cy pulled the butt plug from Clarissa’s mouth, having her hold her lips together as it pulled them apart. “No no you can’t..” struggling just a little, putting up a little resistance. Butt that came all crashing down at the first probe to her asshole. Now determined to stop him from doing that, “You.. you get that.. Ahh, that thing away (angling her body to break his hold) from me!” Bowing her back as her arm picked up her chest, “Perfect my little whore (a solid spank landed across both cheeks and covered her new butt plug) I can see your going to be sleeping in the wet spot.” “What is he talking about (hips trying to buck butt finding it difficult due to his arm once again crossing the small of her back) I don’t.. have.. tOoo cuMmm Mmmm OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss..” trusting her hips forward and back wards. “Now maybe I’ll fuck..” Cy’s voice fading away. “Why, why I was enjoying that butt plug..” popping open her eyes. Seeing her ancient computer, her stack of letters, her.. “Hello is anybody in there. Today when I say closing time at five fingers o’clock that means you leave” Raz filled the doorway. “You better have that article on my desk by titty o’clock or you can look elsewhere for employment” still rubbing the dream from her eyes. “Mmm, I’ll have your article by sex or my name is not (feeling the aftershock’s of so many orgasms) Clarissa Love” she said as her fingers started to relive the dream from Jax point of view.

Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune (Chapter 3-Captured) [Fanfiction] {BDSM} {Bondage] {Rope Bondage] [Tape Bondage] [Cleave Gagged] [Panty Gagged] {Tape Gagged] {Sock Gagged] {Vibrator] {Hogtie Bondage}

I’m back with Chapter 3 of Uncharted: Samuel’s Fortune. This chapter is the Prologue of the novel where Sam finds himself captured by Eddy and Rika Raja along with Chloe and Nadine being put through bondage torture before realizing that the Rajas are working for an old enemy of both his and Nate’s. PS, this chapter has been somewhat changed up and expanded on from the prologue version but I think you’ll still enjoy it. The premise is still the same as mentioned. Anyway roll on the story!

Sam and Chloe were knocked out into unconsciousness by their crash down the waterfall. Sam slipped into a dream where he fantasied him and Chloe back home in their bedroom getting it on with sex. He could see Chloe in her beautiful and sexy black lace panties and bra bouncing her breasts up and down on top of him. He then imagined himself grabbing her ass and putting his face in her boobs. Chloe then put his face in her ass as he then started to lick her pussy and continued to grab her ass and tits. “I love you so much Chloe, YES YES YES!!!!, Sam screamed out loud as he really got it on with Chloe. He then imagined her sexy red lips coming down onto his with the best kiss of his life. “I love you baby”, Sam told her. 

A Greek Princess ravaged by Achilles sister [ff] [Fdom] [oral] [bondage]

This is part 4 of a series which I had been calling “The Princess fucks herself to sleep”.

———————————

King Theodore had arranged a formal gathering of suitors for Helena at the castle. Her father barely even believed in the gods, so the Princess couldn’t understand his insistence on following this tradition and found it infuriating.

Three families had shown up to the dining hall to present their candidate suitor. Each family pushed their son eagerly in front of King Theodore for inspection. The strongest warriors and fiercest commanders of each respective army stood around in immaculate chest plating, decorative helmets made to look the head of a bear or tiger, and multi-layered leather defensive skirts which left their muscular legs bare, all in a boast of military and financial power.

Helena found the whole affair quite dull, though she cheered up a bit when halfway through the first family’s introduction, she stopped paying attention to the proceedings and began looking at the muscular bodies of the men standing along side the families. She felt a heating rising inside herself and leant over to her servant, Ophelia.

A Price to be Paid: Part 2 [MF] [D/s] [orgasm control] [bondage]

[Part 1](https://reddit.app.link/goUraPJVU5)

I awaken with a start, my mind struggling to keep up. Laying on my stomach I reach back to pull you closer to me, and realize that I’m alone. Confused, I turn over but grimace as the sheets remind me of last night’s punishment. I inhale sharply and look over towards your empty side of the bed wondering where you went, but I don’t see you because the moonlight doesn’t shine bright tonight. Instead, I hear heavy rain falling outside and the crackles of lightning mix with the percussive thunder outside.

You are standing in the doorway watching me from behind, your eyes long since adjusting to the dark. You know that after a session like last night, my mental facilities aren’t going to be working very well and you plan to use that to your advantage. Squeezing a button in your hand, my body jumps with a start. I land on my wounded rear, tears springing to my eyes, distracting me for a moment from the device you’ve hidden inside me, not very far from the aches and pains your belt provided. You push another button, startling me again, and I roll over to my stomach, moaning from the pain of my bruised and tender skin.