I wake up to the sound of him walking down the stairs. Although I’m feeling dizzy and disoriented, I know for sure he is coming for me.
^^^^^^,
The last few weeks have been like this…I think. I can’t recall much other than that I was out partying with my friends, then the next moment I woke up in someone’s basement. Drugged but seemingly unharmed, with all my clothes still on me. I’ve been kidnapped. My memory beyond that is patchy at best. I remember being dragged to a different place a few of times, just to pass out from some kind of drug again and again.
^^^^^^,
I remember hearing the voice of a man. Kind words… Although now that I look at myself I can see the bruises on my legs and my arms. I’m so confused. I hate him but somehow I know that I don’t want to resist. Whatever happened since my kidnapping, it seem to have taught me that lesson.
^^^^^^,
Tag: Bondage
[MF] My Friend the Exhibitionist and My Fucktoy the Slut
About a week ago I hit up a friend of mine to hang out. Being completely honest, I absolutely want to fuck her. To be fair, she’s short, cute, sexy, and when I first met her, she was completely naked.
That was over a year ago. We talked a bit, we almost set up a scene to play together, and ultimately things didn’t work out. This isn’t a story about me fucking her. In fact, we made it clear to each other that right now we just need some platonic hanging out and catching up. We batted around a few options on text, and then she let me know that she’d be heading to a dungeon for an open party.
It was actually the same party that I had originally met her. Being that I missed my friend, I let her know that I’d do my best to show up. We joked a bit about how I still want to fuck her, and I started building up a plan to make sure my more primal desires didn’t fuck up our friendship. She, on the other hand, built up a plan to tease me knowing full well we’d be in an environment where I couldn’t even touch her.
[F]emale Do[M]ination With My Boyfriend [Bondage] (Fourth Story :)
A quick link to the first and subsequent stories if you would like to get caught up :
[F]ucking [M]y high school crush at our reunion from gonewildstories
Hey everybody, sorry it took so long between writings, it’s been a busy week, I’ve been moving some stuff into Porter’s apartment since we’re dating now (WOOOOOOO!!!!). Just wanted to thank all of you again for being so supportive and kind in my writing and being so curious in my sex life, it’s started to give me more confidence in myself. Anyway, lets jump into it :)
So, like I said, this week has been pretty hectic, and throughout me and Porter had just been working, watching basketball, and having normal casual sex. It’s pretty nice to finally have somebody that clicks with me sexually and is willing to experiment a little bit. During the week, I was trying to think of something new me and Porter could try to get things kinky. At work I would let my mind wander and try to really do something fresh that O had never done before. Unfortunately I couldn’t think of anything.
Halfbreed Ch. 1 (Part 2)
Mike was moments away from completing his pre-flight check of the *Halfbreed*’s external systems when he noticed something green and viscous dripping out of the back of his beloved craft.
It leaked with a certain slime-like quality out of the left engine, drooping like molasses into an acidic sizzle on the tarmac below. He let out a frustrated groan.
“Son of a b- *Aly!*” He called out, hoping that the Elf was in earshot. “The sublight engine’s on the fritz! Looks like we’ve got a coolant leak.”
He waited for a moment to hear her response, but all he got in return was the background noise of a bustling starport in the midst of a busy afternoon. He clucked his tongue and removed his leather jacket, carefully folding it and hanging it on a nearby antennae that protruded at a perpendicular angle from the bottom of the ship.
He rolled up his sleeves, snagging a small bag of maintenance tools that had been carelessly left behind by a Starport engineer near his parking spot. Forgoing any maintenance ladders, he scrambled up one side of the ship, pulling himself like a rock climber up makeshift handholds in the silvery ship’s exterior, till he had scaled to the top of it.
The Evening [MF][Bondage][Teasing]
“Are you truly ready for this?” I ask for the third time thinking that the third time is the charm. She had said yes, the previous two times, but this would be going a level above. This is something she hadn’t tried before and I wanted her to be sure she was ready for this.
She nodded, of course she would nod. She wants to prove herself to me. She’s willing to give up every part of herself to make sure I know she’s mine. But there’s still a bit of hesitation. Which is natural since she’s not 100% sure what’s going to happen. All she knows is that it’s going to involve restraints and teasing.
“I will take care of you, don’t worry.” I whisper sweetly in your ear. I know it’s going to hurt a bit. All good teasing comes with a bit of pain. However, she isn’t fully aware. She’ll learn soon enough though.
Men who misbehave don’t get what they want [Fm][Femdom][Bondage]
This is a real story, obviously (see more notes at the bottom). There’s some context first that makes the story nicer to read, but if you only want the sexies, skip to the bolded “men who misbehave don’t get what they want”.
Anyway. I have a fuckbuddy. And he’s a great toy. He’s amazing at eating me out and fucking me, has a very sexy muscular body and we have amazing chemistry. You can find some material of us together in my post history.
He hadn’t been very good to me lately. Sometimes I feel that he takes me for granted, or makes no effort to treat me in the way I want to be treated, and I’m having none of that – there’s plenty of men who would kill to fuck a woman like me. And so I told him I didn’t want to fuck for a while. It was a big change, going from twice a week to not at all, with no end in sight. He got frustrated and incredibly horny by day three. Take something away from someone, and suddenly they realise what they had.
A [F]ond [M]emory: Bar Rescue, New York, 2014
Hello friends. I have never submitted original writing on reddit before. This story is true, only her name is changed.
A little while ago I was on Tinder and met a beautiful Israeli girl. Let’s call her Ari. Ari is a knockout: beautiful green eyes, big natural tits, great skin, long legs and an amazing ass and perfect tight pussy. I’m a sucker for my own tribe. Ari was getting her doctorate in physical therapy; I was fresh out of prison and working for a management consulting firm across from the Bloomberg building between Lexington and Park. But no one knew I was a convict; on the outside, I’m just another young guy with a well-groomed beard and a nice suit swinging his big American dick through the city. I did a few years for computer hacking and burglary. No big deal. But I did learn a few new things about the psychology of bondage there. I have never submitted and I never will. You’d have to torture me. Even then, I won’t submit. Never. And don’t assume because I did time that I’m a bodybuilder; dummies lift weights in the yard while nerds like me manipulate the administration and run the whole facility. I spent most of my time cooking, reading, writing, working, getting visits, and talking on the phone.
In over my head: unexpected bondage [MF]
Let me start by saying that this series of unusual events still pops in my head randomly to this day. I haven’t been with another girl since.
This story is very long and detailed. It was a way of venting my feelings since it’s been about 8 months and I couldn’t really describe it to anyone I know personally in fear of feeling weird or being judged. Please grab a snack of coffee and enjoy y detailed story.
It was my senior year of high school. I started talking to a girl in one of my new classes at the start of second semester (18 years old). I kind of knew of her from a mutual friend. We would talk sometimes during class and eventually exchanged numbers to help each other out with assignments and such. We started talking and eventually she said we should hang out.
The first time we hung out, I picked her up at her house and we went to a coffee shop near by. We kind of just talked about our families and school life.
The Feeling of Gold [MF] [Fantasy] [Bondage] [Non con]
The moans of pleasure were just a little louder than the whimpers of pain, and that’s how Dvini liked it. He stalked down the hallway, putting the sounds of debauchery behind him. A pair of squat, square-faced Dwarf guards nodded at him as he passed. They spun their cudgels which they kept just in case a slave broke loose. It didn’t happen often, but it was better to be safe.
Dvini hated losing a profit.
The cool air of the slave dungeons gave way to the muggy heat of the southern jungle as Dvini stepped outside. Short, shabby wooden buildings rose around him in lopsided tiers. The sounds of commerce and coin pricked his ears. Seagulls cawed overhead. Somewhere, far off, he heard the bell ringing, declaring that a large ship was entering port.
He had a meeting and shouldered his way into the crowd. Being a Licani, he stood out because of his extreme height. People craned their necks to look at him. The Dwarves and half-breeds didn’t even bother.
Role Play to Reality [FM] (Long)
My boyfriend Jake had a business trip down south and I decided to take a few days off and relax in the sun while he networked and played golf. I arrived late Thursday night and planned to spend Friday and Saturday with him, but it being a business trip, he had booked himself solid through the weekend and left only Saturday night for me.
So, Saturday night comes and Jake arrives back at the hotel tired from drinking and golf and wanted to hang out for the evening and order room service. I was like a caged animal and wanted to go out. I had been very forward with him about going out and he had promised. We had talked about spicing up our sex life. We tried light bondage, I bought a vibrator, which I think intimidates him, and we talk about role playing. He wanted to do the naughty school girl/professor and I wanted him to pick me up in a bar. I told him that I didn’t even need dinner, I just wanted him to pick me up at the bar and have his way with me that night. After going back and forth for a few minutes, he finally relented and agreed to doing the role play.