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[MF] Bondage, spanking, choking and using Mr. Scarecrow on a woman that loves to be called slut and can cum over and over and over again

This story has a bit of a build-up to it. If you’d like to skip forward to the sex, hit CTRL-F and search for BUSINESS TIME.

Technically, this is a SoCalr4r success, even though things didn’t go as planned.

I was looking for someone to play with me and my good friend, Mr. Scarecrow – a nasty piece of wood, chain links, a dog collar and some wrist straps. When Mr. Scarecrow is strapped to you, you have only one choice: Keep your arms straight out and let me do whatever I want to you.

I was very clear in what I wanted from a play partner, and I was very honest about who I am (but not self-deprecating).

And then I got this one response from a redditor we’ll call Miss Kay. It really stood out, with the subject line, “Any chance you’re in LA longer?”

*Hi! I saw your post and it turns out I’ve read some of your stories before in the past. I’m definitely really interested, but am out of town right now unfortunately.* Read more »

Busted! A neighbor’s [F]riend caught [M]e jerking off at a pool party (Part 3 – The End)

I wrapped one side around my shaft, and gave myself a few slow strokes. I began to do the same with the other side string, when suddenly I heard a noise, and there was the door to the bedroom, partway open, with Kendra standing there.

Oh-my-fucking-god.

This is bad, how am I going to explain this, there was no where to go, she’s totally busted me, standing there with her panties wrapped around my hard dick. It couldn’t get any worse.

And then it did.

“Oh my god! You’re such a perv! I’m getting a picture of this!” and quick as a flash, she brought her phone up to eye level and tapped, before I could even register what she was doing.

I looked down, even if I tried to cover myself with my hands, I’m standing there with my pants down at my ankles, there was no way out.

“Holy fuck! Those are MY panties!” she exclaimed. She clicked again, and again. “You’re jerking off into MY panties?”

Sam Takes Sarah [MF][nc][bd][rough, violent] Part 1 of 3

It was *so* easy. The hard part was timing the move but after that it was a cinch.

Sam sat in the passenger seat of the minivan and waited. He saw a good one and yes, she was coming his way! *Careful now*, he reminded himself, *timing is everything. Wait … wait … now!*

Sam opened the door slowly and struggled a bit to get out of the van. When he reached the back he put a hand on the hatch to steady himself and then looked up, as if searching for someone off in the distance. *Yep, the coast is clear* he thought as he smiled brightly and waved to his imaginary friend. He opened the hatch and ducked in to arrange his packages. *Wait … wait … now!*

As a package slipped out of the back the old fellow was a little slow to react. Naturally the target was distracted and started to reach down to help the old man. That made it even easier because her momentum helped Sam shove her in the back as he injected her. The ketamine acted fast. She cried out softly but didn’t scream. Sam doubted she even noticed the rear seat had been removed and was sure she didn’t see him toss the white haired wig in with her. Read more »

Best Two Out of Three [FFM] [oral]

**Summary:** A man is faced with an unexpected challenge when his wife’s sister in law comes to town. His wife’s constant bickering with her sister has helped him realize he’s exhausted of having a visitor, and he’s managed to escape to a moment of solitude – one that won’t last for long.

Feedback welcome. Thanks for reading.

 

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Aaron was very tired. The past eleven days had been draining.

He exercised to take his mind off the other particular soreness in his body, but he also did so to wear himself out; he needed to make himself too tired to be social. It wasn’t that he didn’t enjoy the company, especially not when it was his wife and her family. Aaron loved his wife, and her sister was always welcome in their home. But every day, Aaron wondered more frequently if he was truly in over his head this time. Read more »

Revenge for the past, male’s POV [mf] [huml] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Str8] [bd] [nc] [prost]

I wrote this story in two POVs, right now you’re reading the male/dom one. Link to the female/sub version will be in the comments.

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Disclaimer: I don’t condone violence against sex workers.

All characters are 18+

Enjoy!

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It’s my first time walking through this part of town: there are prostitutes dancing behind windows everywhere. It’s not like I came here for that, I get plenty of attention from “real girls” (at least, now I do), but my new friend lives around here and we’ve decided to hang out tonight. I make my way through the street, enjoying the view of attractive half-naked women, when suddenly, I see a familiar face. I walk closer to her window, trying to have a name pop up in my head. Wait, is that? Hah, no it couldn’t be, right? I smirk and wave at her. She doesn’t seem to recognize me. Hm, reasonable prices. I decide to text my friend I’ll be a little later.

This girl, Susie, used to bully and torment me relentlessly. Maybe she doesn’t recognize me because I’ve lost a lot of weight, she used to bully me because I was fat. Anyways, it looks like I’ll get my revenge today. Read more »

Revenge for the past, female’s POV [mf] [huml] [Mdom] [Fsub] [Str8] [bd] [nc] [prost]

I wrote this story in two POVs, right now you’re reading the female/sub one. Link to the male/dom version will be in the comments.

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Disclaimer: I don’t condone violence against sex workers.

All characters are 18+

Enjoy!

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Tonight is just another night of being a sex worker. It’s easy money, honestly. Nothing exciting ever happens, though. I dance seductively behind the window, there are people walking on the other side. Most of them look at me, some of them are with their girlfriends. Whenever a man who’s holding hands with a girl, looks at me, I yell “I can fuck you better than your girlfriend!~”, which is true, ofcourse. The girlfriend usually ends up getting mad at the boyfriend. Oh, how I love a bit of competition. But the boyfriend never comes to me for a night. I guess that’s because of “love”.

I Married My Rapist [Bondage] [Non-Consensual] [Cuckold]

2 AM.

Staring at the ceiling, on my bed. The sleep just won’t come.

Hours earlier, my husband, Danny, had come home exhausted once again. I cuddled with him on the sofa after preparing his favourite meal. I recorded a romantic movie to get both of us in the mood.

It has been more than a month since he pleasured me, I was really looking forward to it tonight.

Alas, his reply remained the same as it was since weeks ago: “I’m burned, honey. Not tonight.”

I forced a smile, he cupped my cheek and pecked me lightly. We climbed onto the bed and he was asleep within moments, while I continue to ponder on what is becoming of my marriage.

*Thud…* A soft one.

The sound almost made me jump, from outside. Danny was oblivious to it all, his dreams far too sweet.

*Tap…tap…tap*

Am I dreaming or are those footsteps I’m hearing? Is somebody… inside our house?

Slowly, I pulled the door open and took a peek.

A pair of dark eyes stared back at me. A face fully covered in a maroon balaclava. Read more »

These marks are [f]rom a [m]an whose name I don’t know and whose face I haven’t seen…

TLDR: I let a(n almost) stranger grope me, tease me, slap me and lick me… and mark me, extensively ?

Imgur album in the comments – not for those who don’t like a little bruising ?

Honestly, this still feels so so surreal. Months ago I got a message from a Reddit user in response to a gonewild post – no I’m not going to reveal which post or my alt account, so don’t ask – linking me to a post where he explained that he had a kinky fantasy where he would grope and tease and explore and slap and pinch a blindfolded woman’s body…
We struck up conversation, one thing led to another, and we finally met this weekend.

_I should emphasise that we messaged frequently between March and June, setting mutual boundaries, discussing kinks and practicalities, and building up all the trust necessary. This man is a stranger in terms of me not having seen his face or known his name, but I felt comfortable in the scenario and trusted him._ Read more »