Tag: Bondage

Tiff & I Attempt Gang Bang #1 [true] [str8] [bdsm] [bondage] [cum] [mmmf] [voy] [swing] [oral] [fantasy] [mdom]

Tiff REALLY wants a gang bang.

The scene was set. It took a lot of work and planning, but we’re finally at the venue. The private club was a small very well designed BDSM studio. We got an invite because we were planning a gang-bang and the host offered for us to do it there while a couple other fun scenes were happening.

To begin, I chose a tall prop with spread handles for her to hold onto above her head, arms spread wide. Very heavy restraints were attached that I wrapped around her wrists and tied tight. A this point only one guy was there to help me fuck her, so I let him help me in warming her up with a good spanking. A good spanking completely drenches her, thought it would be a good idea to get her warmed up before she takes multiple cocks for the first time. Read more »

Molly’s Mysteries – losing her virginity at 18 to her philosophy teacher [BDSM] [RP] (part 1)

The darkness was all she knew. Molly was a quiet girl, damaged at a young age by her unhinged and irresponsible parents. Her father was absent and her mother was an addict, and she spent most of her time in those formative years alone, nurtured neither by family nor friends. She had none — even though she was exceptionally bright and pretty and charismatic when she felt like it, Molly was withdrawn and sullen and defeated. The world was her prison, a palace of pain and self-hate and enervating loneliness. Every other day there would be a new man in the house, staying anywhere from an hour to a couple weeks before her mother was onto the next one. Molly’s mother provided her shelter and comfort when she could, but she was too far gone most of the time to even communicate beyond basic questions like have you eaten, how was school. Well, school sucked most of the time, until Molly turned 18 and began her senior year of high school. Puberty was kind to Molly — she was endowed with enormous and firm breasts, a Hollywood actress’ iconic face, dimples and freckles and cheeks that begged to be pinched and squeezed, and a truly remarkable ass, a monument of want and the topic of much conversation for the boys (and many girls) of the school ever since it emerged out of thin air. Molly was aware and deeply uncomfortable with her body and all the attention it entailed. She didn’t date or go to any of the school dances for her first three years because the thought never even crossed her mind. She was useless, a sack of garbage incapable of bonding or communication, chained to her wretched life at home watching over her poor mother as she tumbled from boyfriend to boyfriend. Read more »

Spending a Night with Daddy [Str8][MDom][Fsub][oral] light[bd] light[BDSM]

The air is damp and smells wonderful, the scent of the street that just been washed by the rain, these kinds of nights are my favorite to take in the city when its at its most quiet. I’m walking by myself with a small black duffle bag in hand. It’s small compared to the one you probably have in your mind. Inside are a few things I only use with one person. We meet like this about once a week or week and a half, I can’t stand to be away from you longer than that. Read more »

Interview with a Domme [MF][Fdom]

Jeff parked his car in the downtown parking deck and walked out to the street, checking the address in the email confirmation for the third time. He had expected something in the run-down warehouse district and instead he found himself in the nicest and most upscale part of the financial district. Still worried that he had made a mistake, he took the elevator to the 8th floor, found suite 816, knocked and then entered.

Once inside the office, Jeff saw a waiting area with wood paneling, a table with a receptionist, and a few chairs. There was a second door to an interior office that was open a few inches, but Jeff couldn’t see far into it. The receptionist was a pretty blonde woman with long hair and blue eyes. She wore a white blouse, and he could just barely see a green skirt and white stockings under the table.

“May I help you?” the receptionist asked.

“Oh, um, hi.” Jeff started. “I’m looking for Jessica at Exciting Encounters. I have an appointment.”

“Then you’ve got the right place.” The receptionist smiled brightly. “Let me just check her appointments so we can get you checked in.” Read more »

MM (mostly) Thanks to a wonder drug, sex is consequence-free.

**Hi folks, I had such a good time writing this that I wanted to share it with you. This is all from my perspective. If you like wrestling, frottage, and guy-on-guy body contact then this is a little long-read for you.**

**It was too long for a Reddit text post, so this is the first segment followed by a link to the rest. Enjoy!**

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**Summary:** Thanks to a wonder-drug, sex is consequence-free. Two college roommates discover what it’s like to live on campus where nudity, hypersexual contact sports, and multiple partners are normal.

**Themes:** alternate universes, bondage (light), cum, dry-humping, frot (frottage), intracrural, MF (once), MM, nudity, oral, wrestling

**License:** This work is licensed under a [Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License](http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/).

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My parents said it happened after World War II. Scientists working for the government had been testing this drug on soldiers — they had some code name for it then, but now (of course) we call it venerex or just _V_. It sort of became the new aspirin. No more VD (which is also what they called it then — STDs or STIs they call them now, but they’re practically gone like polio), and no pregnancy unless both of you took another, cheaper pill. It curbed appetite and helped with protein intake, so all of society basically got _fitter_ and _better looking_ towards the middle of the 1950s. Read more »

Slowly earning her ‘cum slut’ title. [true] [MF] [bd] [exh] [Fsub]

Tiff really wants to be a cum slut. Overall she just loves being called dirty names, and she’s used to men just jumping at the opportunity to talk dirty to her. But we have a different arrangement. With me, she needs to ear her names. So far she’s a slut, which she earned simply by telling me her recent stories of the men she has been fucking. Some regular, some one night stands, she just really enjoys being a complete slut, which is something I admire in her open sexuality. Cum Slut however, needs to be earned.

She tells me how much she loves cum, and has shown me a couple times how well she can take a full load in her mouth without losing a drop. Which I’m told is no easy feat with me, I tend to cum a LOT.

One night, as we finished a fun night of sex and bondage, as she was on her way out I slid her panties back off and told her I was holding onto them, for now. She obliged and let me hold onto the very sexy lace panties that were completely soaked in her juice from an evening of teasing. When she asked me what I was going to do with them, I simply responded, “Just helping you become the Cum Slut you want to prove to be”. And that was the end of the conversation. Read more »

Slowly earning her ‘Cum Slut’ title. [mf]

Tiff really wants to be a cum slut. Overall she just loves being called dirty names, and she’s used to men just jumping at the opportunity to talk dirty to her. But we have a different arrangement. With me, she needs to ear her names. So far she’s a slut, which she earned simply by telling me her recent stories of the men she has been fucking. Some regular, some one night stands, she just really enjoys being a complete slut, which is something I admire in her open sexuality. Cum Slut however, needs to be earned.

She tells me how much she loves cum, and has shown me a couple times how well she can take a full load in her mouth without losing a drop. Which I’m told is no easy feat with me, I tend to cum a LOT.

One night, as we finished a fun night of sex and bondage, as she was on her way out I slid her panties back off and told her I was holding onto them, for now. She obliged and let me hold onto the very sexy lace panties that were completely soaked in her juice from an evening of teasing. When she asked me what I was going to do with them, I simply responded, “Just helping you become the Cum Slut you want to prove to be”. And that was the end of the conversation. Read more »

Pierced and Chained Chastity [MF][bd][oral]

“Did you do what I asked?” asked my husband.

“Yes,” I said, pressing the phone against my ear to hear him above the city traffic.

I shifted my rolled yoga mat over my shoulder as I maneuvered through the people on the sidewalk before entering our apartment building.

“Make sure you’re fresh for me,” he said.

“I will, honey.”

“See you when I get home.”

I walked into our apartment clearly understanding the importance of my husband’s request. After all, it is our three year wedding anniversary and we were celebrating one whole happy year since our marital meltdown caused by our mutual infidelity. Down the hall to our bedroom I went, stripping off my hoodie, bra top, and yoga pants now stinky from a hot yoga class, to step into a long, hot shower.

Drying in the mirror, I gazed at my hairless vagina, freshly waxed this morning before yoga class. It was absolutely smooth as per my husband’s directions. It made me look younger than my thirty years. I’d look better with a boob job but Johnathan always says no. My tits do sit up nicely. And after I have a baby, they’ll be the full C cups I desire, at least so says my mom. Read more »

Whatever happened to Saturday night? (pics included) [f][m][f][m]

On Saturday we went round to a friend’s flat for some mischief with “James” and his new girl “Anna.” It’s always exciting and exotic to meet someone, have a drink with them, and ten minutes later be invited into a hot tub with her. We’d not prepared for that eventuality and felt momentarily like a skydivers without parachutes. We *were* prepared for some other eventualities (we’d brought a lovely leather collar with us) but knew that James is kitted with impressive bondage paraphernalia.

The solution was skinny dipping. Perhaps we’d not been instructed to bring swimsuits for a reason. Having to be clothed all the time is obviously a travesty, but we’d not thought we were going to go nude quite so fast, and there is always an interesting moment when you see another person’s clothes come off for the first time. We all imagine each other nude and the expectations game always asks, “beats, meets, or misses?”

[In this case the answer is “beats.” Solidly](http://i.imgur.com/7YkyoXo.jpg). And those expectations were high to begin with. Read more »