Tag: Bondage

Wild Roses pt. 16: Student [bd] [fsub]

“Hooh.” Autumn said with a whistle as Summer finished recounting the events in the temple.

“Good call on getting out of there in a hurry.” Spring said with a nod. “There wasn’t a lot of traffic in the square, but I’m thinking we should probably get off the road for a while, too.”

Summer nodded. “Where, though?”

“I’m sure somewhere will turn up.” Autumn said with a shrug, and together the three of them picked up the pace to put as much distance between themselves and the temple hill as they could, as quickly as possible.

In the mid-afternoon, they came to another small town, and deciding that leaving a trail might be somewhat undesirable, sent Spring through town to buy some rations from the market, while Summer and Autumn made a wide circle around it instead. On the other side, they met back up, and Spring offered her sisters a pair of small roast birds and day fresh bread, and quickly they kept along the road, looking for places to go to ground. Read more »

Just an erotic short story MF

I’m sitting here in a room full of people. All close friends. But instead of watching Game of Thrones like a good girl, I’m on reddit looking at bondage videos and public sex videos. I am getting so turned on, I’m getting wet. I’m nearly dripping, and I can feel the heat in between my thighs.

I have a secret wish right now. I want to stand up, rip off my clothes. And just stand there in my bra and panties. I will ask them to use me. I want to be a dirty girl. I want to be tied up and used like a whore. I want to be blindfolded, and I want to cum all over my panties and have them rubbed on my face and shoved in my mouth. I want to suck and lick every cock, pussy and asshole in this room. I want to be double pounded by 2 cocks at once. I want to be written on and photographed. I want everyone to see me being a huge useful fuck toy. I want everyone to cum all over my tits and face. I want to be spit on and fucked. Read more »

An Angel’s Voyage: Ch. 1 “Limbo, Paraíso” [FM][Oral][LightDom][Fsub][Mdom][Cheating]

Preface: This can only barely be called chapter 1. This is more of an intro. This is for people who enjoy sex but are also interested in a strong narrative, and to be emotionally attached to the characters. Not to say that there is anything wrong with any other style of erotica. But if you aren’t interested in this type of story, then by all means, feel free to skip to the sex scenes.

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Lt. Major Angela Griego, through no fault of her own, became stranded on the Azores island chain due to an electrical malfunction on the plane which was to bring her home. One would think that an Air Force base would have plenty of spare planes lying about; she was an excellent pilot herself, and she imagined herself flying back to Arizona on a large, Wright Brothers-esque kite, should this layover last too long. Read more »

My [F]irst ti[m]e submitting to a stranger…

My First Dom/Sub Encounter With a Stranger

For the privacy of this story, I am going to use the names Jenn and Will. I am Jenn, a 24 year old Female with a high sex drive; that is not an exaggeration. For the longest time, I thought there was something wrong with me in the fact that I was never satisfied or always desired more. As far as my looks go, I would describe myself as a curvy and well-proportioned woman. Some have always described me as, “A cute face, little waist, with a big behind.” Yes, that is from a rap song but it totally fits me well. I have the perfect curves that give a man something sexy to grab. Getting back to the story…(He would describe her as being petite, with a perfect bubble butt and perky tits on a slim frame, 5 foot 4 and a beautiful face) Read more »

Out of Character (Bondage) [MF]

I am a gentle man. I am slow to anger…happy…excitable. The tail wagging, overly affectionate labrador waiting at the door with a smile for my wife’s return. I wouldn’t call myself submissive exactly…I just absolutely adore my wife. Sex with her has always felt like something of an act of worship…an offering of my body, and sweat and strain answered with the joyous sound of her gasps and moans…her trembling legs wrapped around my shoulders…her hands clawing at my hair as she pulls me closer…her hips bucking hungrily against mine…But, I must admit, no one would ever call me dominant….I tell you this because it is relevant to the events of the past week. So: Read more »

My Time as a Maid [FF] [Bondage] [Part IV]

Anna found herself bent over again. Her heels did an exceptional job of propping her ass into the air, which gave Miss Crosby a large, centered target for the cane she held in one hand, tapping it into the palm of her other.

The hemp rope held her wrists together. Extended outward before her, and anchored itself taught and out of sight as the rope disappeared over the edge of the granite-topped kitchen island.

She had been bound for 15 minutes or so when the cane introduced itself to her skin, crashing down on Anna’s cheeks with a forceful blow. The sting was equally dispersed, erupting immediately from the whack. She cried out as the light tapping was alternated with hard slaps, which continued to paint red welts all over the thick ass of Miss Crosby’s maid.

She tried to move her ass, shake out the pain, but nothing worked. Anna had been spanked before by excited sex partners. With combs or open hands or the rare belt, but this wasn’t done as “rough sex”. There was a purpose here. To hurt her, and teach her a lesson. It was physical as much as it was emotional and mental, and poor Anna had to endure the punishment, the cascade of tears be damned. Read more »

A special birthday trip to the Green Door [MF][public] [exhibition]

We had explored the social club scene in Vegas a little bit on our last few trips, and we were excited to do so again this time. I arrived to our room first, and put our favorite champagnes and tequila on ice, as I always do. I showered and slipped into your favorite red thong and red lace bra, feeling the familiar warm tingle of excitement between my legs, as I always do. I had booked the penthouse as a special birthday treat for you, and when I saw your text that you were walking towards the elevator, I gave my nipples a pinch and headed for the door to meet you.

The evening started as it always did, with a passionate and intense first round of sex, but this time with a special schoolgirl outfit you had gotten for me. I sat you down in an armchair, facing a long hallway of mirrors, and got down on all fours while I worshipped your big black cock, my ass and lacy red thong visible in the mirror, under the short plaid skirt. Then we switched, and you sat me down, lifting my skirt up to my waist, pulling aside my now useless wet thong, and giving my pussy the deep, hungry lick I crave. We then moved to the bed, and in a hot, tangled mess of limbs, brought each other to a rousing climax, but this was only the beginning. This was not even the main event. Read more »

My Time as a Maid [FF] [Bondage] [Part III]

Anna let herself into the house two days later. Into the half bath she went, undressed, and slipped on her uniform. This time she remembered her earrings. Her duty list was similar to that of her first, with slight alterations. More laundry, more dishes, she needed to vacuum, and Miss Crosby made sure she checked in right away. Her familiar script wrote the duties in black, but she switched to red ink for the last instruction:

Hello Annabelle,

As per our conversation the day before last, today you will perform your tasks in bondage. Please find me in the guest bedroom when you are dressed for your uniform inspection and uniform additions.

Miss Caroline Crosby

That word danced around in Anna’s mind. She read it again: perform your tasks in bondage. She was unsure how someone could clean anything while tied up, restrained, bound in rope or chains or duct tape. Of course, this wasn’t Anna’s responsibility. All she needed to do was find Miss Crosby, and simply allow herself to be placed in bondage. She shivered as her pussy stirred. Anna’s lips were painted bright red today, and with some of her pay she treated herself with a brand new mani-pedi. Her fingernails painted red to match her lips, her toenails painted red to match the soles of her black heels. Read more »

My Time as a Maid [FF] [Bondage] [Part II]

Here’s part two. To catch up, here is [part one] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5oftfu/my_time_as_a_maid_ff_bondage/)

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Anna’s throat was dry, her nerves needed settling but she found solace that the chores seemed basic. Her hand reached out for the doorknob, turning it popped the lock free and sent an echo darting through the grand foyer that the maid had finally arrived. At first, she was amazed at the size of the mansion. “No wonder she needs a maid”, she thought. The walls were 25 feet high, a chandelier seemed to adorn every vaulted ceiling. Hardwood flooring was apparently too middle-class, as all flooring was marble or granite or some such style. She wondered if this was why her pumps were so large: every step announced her position in the household, with a sharp and precise click every time she moved. Was this so the woman could keep tabs on her whereabouts? Carpeting existed sparingly.

Finding herself in the kitchen, Anna held the list of chores over her pussy as the last remnants of her dignity stayed out of sight. Were the chores in order of how Miss Crosby wanted them completed? She decided she would go down the list in case they were, and headed up the curved staircase to find whichever of the many bedrooms was indeed housing laundry. Read more »

Three hours with a belt around my neck… [MFM] [Bondage]

It’s a Friday night. It’s me (22F), my boyfriend Aaron (23M), and his best friend Jack (27M). We are, as usual, sitting in my new apartment, enjoying some Sailor Jerry’s and Netflix. We are tipsy and excited to finally have just the three of us in the same room; we’ve spent a lot of time with other friends lately, so the trio-only night had been a long time coming.

At this point, all three of us had grown pretty close as friends. “Very” close. A few months back, I’d treated Jack to a few blowjobs, one really good fuck, and a lot of teasing. It started out as requests from my boyfriend, who really gets off to the thought of me with other men. But I warmed up to the idea very, very quickly.

Though no more sex had happened at the request of both Jack and Aaron since then (“so no one feels left out”) we had never stopped being flirtatious. A particular memory was us at New Years, where Jack thoroughly beat me at a game of strip poker. Naked, I made sure to pose a bit, just to remind him of what he could still be having. He kept gloating about how he’d beaten me, “put me in my place.” Really, I should’ve seen the writing on the wall about what would eventually happen. Read more »