Discrete public punishment (BDSM)(femsub-solo)(kinky)

You specialise in discrete public punishment using the contradictions of my fear of exposure and my exhibitionism. I’ve never had anyone work on me the way you do.

I’m sure you have other submissives who you torment the same way you do me. In fact I like to think about that. I wonder who they are, what you make them do.

They are probably younger and prettier than me but I’m sure they are not so responsive not so perfectly suited to your particular methods.

The dildoes are heavily lubricated then held in place with elastic straps around my thighs. The straps flex so with each movement the thick shafts jostle in and out, agitating and teasing until I drip and my stocking tops are left soaked. I am scared others might smell my need or see the damp marks through my dark wool skirt.

My skirt covers it all in public but when you order the use of the larger dildoes or shorter skirt I am unable to sit and must be careful when I bend for fear of exposing myself. Those days are exhausting.

Late to Dinner (Part 7) [M37/F25] [D/s] [Daddy/little girl] [Spanking] [bondage] [blowjob]

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Daddy holds my waist as he walks me inside the house. He leads me to the bathroom and starts the shower and hands me my toothbrush. “I need that vodka smell off you.” He has irritability in his tone. I brush my teeth and then rinse my body in the shower. I come out smelling like vanilla lavender. When I walk out daddy has a towel ready for me and wraps it around, holding me close. Our faces are inches from each other and his eyes are hungry. He grabs a fistful of my hair and slowly pulls my head back and I let out a whimper. My towel drops and daddy is eyeing every inch of my body as if I were a puzzle he couldn’t solve.

“Mmmmm,” daddy moans as he still firmly grasps my hair. I don’t know what to expect, he’s right, I broke so many rules. I didn’t realize how disobedient I’d been until this moment. He has me naked and vulnerable as he’s standing over me still dressed from dinner. I reach my hand to start unbuttoning his shirt. He starts shaking his head, which makes me pause. “You don’t get to touch me until I tell you to,” daddy snarls, and in the same motion picks me up over his shoulder into the bedroom. He sets me down at the doorway, walks over to the loveseat in the corner the room and seats himself. His nice thighs slightly spread apart, which makes me moan lightly.

Lisa goes too far [MF 30-ish] [Femdom] [impact play] [bondage] [pegging]

I came home and the front room was well lit. Above the couch was a framed sign that said, “Doctor’s office. Please Take a Seat Until Your Name Is Called.”

Oh Jesus. What now?

I sat on the couch. There were magazines fanned out on the coffee table. Old issues of “Better Homes and Gardens” and “Good Housekeeping.” Despite my apprehension I had to laugh. Say what you want about Lisa, she pays incredible attention to detail.

Shortly she came out of the guest bedroom. My mouth dropped open a bit. She was wearing an old-fashioned nurse’s outfit, complete with the starched cap. She was carrying a clipboard. 

She looked down at it and said, “Mr. O___? We can see you now. Come into the exam room.”

I stood and followed her into the guest bedroom. She’d removed all the prints and pushed the bed into the corner. Instead, in the middle of the room was what had to be her massage table, though I wasn’t sure because it was draped with a white sheet. There was something blue on it.

Period piece role play situation/storyline! Involves bondage and Victorian ideas of modesty played for sexiness!

So I start off wearing my usual outfit, cloche hat, camisole (pretend I have a regular top on), black stockings, short bloomers (that’ll be a plot point), two petticoats, and my long skirt.

I act like I’m out and about at the market, I act like it’s windy outside. I keep at it for a minute or so and then I begin to walk home. I act like I’m about to walk down a few steps and then I trip and fall on the steps and the wind blowing up my skirt. I land on my back with my legs spread in the air, my skirt flipped, and my legs and short bloomers exposed for all to see.

Once I sit up and cover up my legs, you come up to me, tell me that you’re from the modesty patrol, and that I’ve broken the law. You take hold of my wrist and lead me to a wooden chair or some other hard surface for me to sit on (whatever you have). You explain to me that I’ve broken the exposure laws of this area by allowing the lower half of my body to be seen. You explain to me that there are three levels of exposure.

First time at the sex club part one [M30/F32] [blowjob] [boobplay] [cock] [first time]

The three of us were finally there, full of nervous anticipation. We stood outside the doors of the sex club waiting to be let in.

Myself, my partner, and her best friend – I know that sounds like a cheesy porno cliche – had arrived at last. We’d talked about it for weeks after seeing a story about it in a mainstream magazine, and finally decided to give it a go. The best friend came along because she’d heard about it from contacts and was heavily involved in the local bondage scene. By the way – spoiler – I didn’t fuck the best friend!

We’d come to the city for the weekend to see a concert on Friday night and decided that Saturday was going to be THE night. Special lingerie had been chosen in advance during the day – that was a fun trip to town helping her pick from a variety of bras and underwear. In the end, she chose a black corset with plenty of cleavage exposed, and a part of simple french cut knickers.

[FM] Dominating a stunning norwegian tinder date.

This is the story of my best sexual experience, but at the same time my worst. It requries quite a lot of background, so embrace for a long read. I promise it’s worth it!

Backstory (for the juicy part, scroll down to the —- line):

This story happened about a year ago.

Scroll back another 3 years and I had met a beautiful and lovely girl at my University. She was not very tall, 5’2, 120 pounds and had beautiful curves in all the right places. She was adopted from China, but didn’t look very chinease. Asian features for sure, but more thai in her appeance than chinease. Big and soft DD breats and a nice hourglass figure. I am a caucasian scandinavian man, 6’2 and skinny but fit figure. 180 pounds and a slightly above average dick both in girth and length.

We gradually went from study buddies into friends with benefits. She is the type that has to put in a lot of time and effort into school, to feel that she has done a good enough job. I am more relaxed with my work effort, so to keep me engaged in studying with her, she had to promise me various rewards in bed. We always agreed to what we would do in bed afterwards of studying for X hours.

When the good girl asked me to break her… [F21 / F20s M20s…] [bondage] [groping] [forced orgasm] [group]

“I’m too much a good girl,” she whined, “I can’t help myself. I need… something different. I’m not like you two–” Jessa stopped herself short, eyes widening in embarrassment.

Ella narrowed her gaze, “Not like us how?”

Leann gave her friend a knowing glance. “I think she was going to call us sluts.”

“No I wasn’t!” Jessa protested, hands clenched in her lap, pressing her white pleated skirt down between her thighs.

Ella tucked a strand of long, dyed-black hair behind her ear and smirked, her dark lipstick accentuating the expression, matching her dark eyeshadow. “Yes, you totally were. But that’s fine. You can call me a slut, I don’t mind. Bitch.”

“Hey!” Jessa looked wounded.

“No, we’re not doing this,” Leann said, shaking her head. She was slumped over Ella’s shoulder, peering at the prim and proper blond girl sitting on her friend’s dorm bed, making the strange request. “What made you think of us when you came up with this idea, anyway?”

“It’s because we’re sluts, Leann,” Ella said, glaring at Jessa. “Have some fun exploring your sexuality, and apparently you’ll do any fucked up thing little miss priss over there can imagine.”

Free Use Slut/Escort to my Friend’s Dad – Part 4 [FM]

*Reposting from my previous delete profiles. As folks keep asking me for it.*

*This is a continuation of the night in Part 3. Minor backstory I left out on purpose. The main reason for the date wasn’t dinner. Before our little arrangement started he had already booked an escort for an overnight – apparently you plan to meet these high end escorts weeks if not months in advance – and he wanted to have a threesome. He had cleared it with her and she was open to it. He showed me her website / twitter. Her face was blurred out but her body was amazing. She looked a bit like me body wise. I agreed. I was uncomfortable doing it at the condo so he hosted us at his condo.*

*Now I’m thinking a better ending to Part 3 would’ve been “Our guest had arrived…” Anyways on to the main course …*

**Part 3 New Ending (Who says you can’t rewrite history)**

He had dinner served on the kitchen island. The phone rang. It was the concierge. “Yes you can let her up please”

My heart began to beat fast. Our guest had arrived.

You’re first time being a fuck toy [DaddyDom] [sub] [slapping] [degrading] [bondage] Also I’m new to this so apologies if it’s not the best!

It all started when I picked my phone up and read your text “I’m on my way daddy”. This is it, tonight is the night we finally hook up. Weeks of sexting, nudes, and phone sex, all about to be put into action. I can’t help but pace around my house, picking up any little mess I find, anything to help me calm my nerves, but from what? I’m I nervous or excited? I’m not sure but I do know that in a few minuets it’s go time. Before I could even have another thought, *knock knock*, you’re here! I walked towards the front door, take a nice deep breathe… and open it.

[MF] We had a weekend of the most amazing sex in 15+ years! Part 3 (anal sex, mild BDSM, bondage, D/s)

Previously: i spanked the hell out of my wife’s ass which led to bruises the next morning.

After so much needed little break we were approaching the grand finale. I put her on bed on all fours, got a broom handle (yeah, I brought it all the way from home) and non-sticky bondage tape and tied her to Bottom’s Up / LeapFrog position: kneeling with her ass up and head down, hands tied to ankles, legs spread and tied to broom handle (aka spreader bar) so she couldn’t bring them together. Perfect position to do whatever you want with her pussy and asshole. So I again started fingering her pussy and pressing my thumb on the G spot, and switched butt plug for the biggest one i had (1.5 inch) and started sliding it slowly in trying to stretch her ass hole even more, but it felt to big for her and she asked me to stop.