[MF] Hospital diaries

Im a 29 year old guy from Kathmandu in Nepal. I’m a medical student and currently in my 3rd year of residency in diagnostic radiology. I’m a pretty shy guy by nature, and usually stay away from girls. Had been in only one serious relationship before and been single since last 1 year.

We also have a nursing college within our campus and the trainee nurses visit our departments for clinical training. Last month a young trainee came to my department along with two others. Although we don’t have much to teach the nurses in radiology, I was giving them a brief description about the sonography machine. She was really pretty and i had a hard time keeping my eyes off her petite body. They came daily for an entire week and i started talking with her and became good friends. She was 19 and from one of the neighboring towns. We also exchanged numbers and started chatting on watsapp. I started being flirty and to my surprise she didn’t seem to mind. The topics veered towards our kinks and her favorites were light bondage, squirting and anal. She asked me to send my dick pics which i gladly obliged, but refused to send any of her nudes. Their rotation ended after 15 days and i stopped meeting her, but our texting and talks continued.

A Father’s Struggle 34 – Anime Invite (fiction, family, bond, m/f, con, torture, exhib, teasing, Spying)

*Note to Self…..**BUY A LIGHTER BED!!!***

I huffed and huffed after lifting the bed just so I could install the stupid straps that came with the bondage cuffs that I had planned for Reagan lightly cursing at both my stupidity for doing this and not downgrading my bed from a king to a twin or something smaller….or something lighter.

Though **if** I had downgraded my bed I wouldn’t have been able to do half the stuff I had recently been doing so there was that.

Still lifting an awkward memory foam bed was no easy task *by one self*.  Not saying it’s heavy….well not *entirely* heavy as the mattress probably weighs *MAYBE* 90 or so lbs which isn’t entirely bad.  It’s just awkward making it feel 20 times heavier than 90 fucking lbs.

And it’s not like I could ask for any help from my daughter’s….unless I wanted to tip my hand.

So I was forced to do it myself.

At first I *tried* to simply ‘*slide*’ the long strap from one cuff to the other in an ‘X” pattern which there was more than enough length to do the pattern.  But the moment I tried to fish the length up I felt like I was playing tug of war with an imaginary beast and I was losing.

Step Sister Corruption Part 230 – Day 126 Summer’s P Blow Out Pt 1 (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Summer*

Let’s see here I got five spreader bars, three restriction circles, enough bondage tape to decorate the walls, a fuck ton of rope to suspend everything, vibrators, customary butt plugs, a healthy supply of Lilith’s Elixir, P balls for each pussy a few times over, pussy flavoring additive and a variety of flavors I had options, some dildos, a very interesting strap on, and a literal sea of lube.

I think I had enough to do what I wanted.

And what I wanted was to assert my dominance on the incoming girl’s that had just agreed to possibly be part of *our* weird *circle of fun*…..and maybe re-assert my dominance on a certain female as it had been a while since I fully took control of my *pet*.

During my day at work thinking I was fine with Gabe’s day away from us as he honored *our* bet during our mid-terms for the single winner….MIa.

I *thought* I would be completely fine with the whole day away as I *tried* to keep myself busy with work….though I now hated coming to this stupid place as my **new** manager came in and basically laid off roughly a quarter of our staff leaving us fortunate ones enough to still have a job to pick up the slack that this bitch left in her wake.

[FM] Worth the Wait

It’s been a long time since I have seen my affair partner, John. We are both married. He found me from Ashley Madison and enticed my curiosity immediately. It’s hot every time we meet. John is the tall athletic type with a casual confidence. I can’t help but smile just thinking about looking into his blue eyes. I wanted him from the moment we touched. That moment was a year and a half ago and it had been 5 months since our last meet up.

Finally, the stars aligned and he came through my door to find me in a button up shirt and matching black thong, garter belt and stocking. He scanned me from head to toe and I watched as his face (and loose pants) showed his excitement.

We wasted no time in making our way to the guest room to make out and start undressing. I worked my way down to his gorgeous cock and took as much as I could in my mouth as I grabbed his ass and pressed him a little deeper. The aggressive energy was palpable. He took pictures of me sucking his cock and sent them to my other affair partner, Alex, at my (and Alex’s) request. I gag slightly and heard his audible pleasure. I ask him, “do you like making me gag” and he says, “of course”. I smile and go at it again.

25 [M4F]I’m in charge of hiring at the company you’re interviewing for.

**PLOT** : It’s the big day you’ve been anxious about ever since you managed to land an interview at the company of your dreams. It’s a small start up with lots of promise for growth and upward mobility, it pays well, you can work from home, it’s got all the perks of your dream career.

You’re a professional woman through and through, but the day of the interview you can’t help but side with the top that’s *just* a tad too low cut to be professional, and a skirt that’s *just* a hair too short.

Will I notice? Will it sway my decision? Do you want me to notice? You ask yourself all these questions as you prepare to do **whatever** it takes to land this job. Turns out I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make you *earn* this job.

My kinks and things I want to do in this scene include, but are not limited to: bondage, anal, deep throat, rough sex, sloppy oral, spanking, slapping, humiliation.

My hard limits are beastiality, non legal age play, and scat.
Other then that please free to ask and give any suggestions!

Al-Ta’dib: School of Behavioral Correction – Admission Letter [D/s][Anal][Oral][Bondage][Training]

Dear applicant,

Thank you for your inquiry into the Institute. After reviewing your personal statement, I am pleased to accept your application into the program. Congratulations! You have been inducted into the next batch of Trainee Sluts. I will be your teacher for the duration of your instruction.

The following is a detailed prospectus of the program. There are core units which will be taught concurrently. Each unit has mandatory coursework, and options to specialize with electives. Each teaching session will have a bespoke combination of these units, tailored to your needs. You will be home-schooled at a residence of our choosing. The frequency of classes will range from fortnightly to multiple times a week, depending on our schedules.

Please review this coursework and select an appropriate course of instruction.

## The Essence of Slut

In this unit, I will lay the groundwork of your identity. A Slut knows what she wants. She is unafraid to share it, all the while respecting, and demanding respect for, her partner’s and her boundaries.

26 [M4F] [Hardcore RP] You don’t have insurance and you can’t afford to pay for hitting my car. Pay me with your body.

**PLOT** : It’s a beautiful, sunny, warm summer day; you and your best friend just finished your last class before heading home for the summer break. The music is loud, the wind is in your hair, you’re singing along to your favorite Taylor Swift song without a car… **boom**
“What was that?! Oh shit I just rear ended this nice sports car. Fuck, my parents just gave me this car and I haven’t even started insurance on it, it’s not even supposed to be on the road!Fuck fuck fuck.”

You’re perfect day gets interrupted when you run into me ( *pun intended* )
I walk out obviously upset that you hit my brand new BMW M3 sports car, but oh well it’s nice out and there’s no need for anger; insurance will take care of it after all.

“What do you mean you don’t have insurance how can you…why are you…no no no you are paying for this one way or another”

You beg and plead, and beg and plead some more. “Please my parents will kill me!”
I notice you wearing nothing but tight Lululemon booty shorts, and bright blue workout bra and nothing else. *she looks like she’d be fun* “maybe we can work this out another way?…”

[FT] My girlfriend[T] and I[F] had a threesome with our new neighbor[F]

The girlfriend and I moved into a house not too long ago, and as responsible new homeowners we purchased a snow blower to deal with east coast winters. I refused to shovel our driveway as it’s very long and I’m not a huge fan of manual labor. 

We didn’t know just how rewarding owning one would be.

We haven’t met a number of our neighbors as the winter has been harsh and nobody has been outside. It’s hard to greet anybody when you know they just want to go back into the warmth of their home.

However, we had a snow and ice storm earlier in the month, and our next door neighbor Jen hadn’t been home in time to take care of all the ice and snow. It hardened into a solid chunk and made her driveway impassable until it melted.

Another ordinary day [M/F][bd]

*A very quick one just to try to write without editing. Hope it turned out OK. :)*

—–

Yujin smiled as she handed lunches over to her family, each meal packed in a stainless steel tin, a favorite drink on each: milk tea, green tea, lemonade for her husband, who never outgrew the taste no matter how old he got. A kiss on the cheek from everyone, and then silence fell with the settling dust; another day to herself.

She hummed to herself as she cleaned the breakfast dishes, dried her hands on her skirt before sweeping the floor. Tidied the main room, her bedroom, the study nook. Shook her head at the rest of the rooms, and resolved to make them clean their own spaces that evening. Cleaned the bathroom, mopped the floors, then stripped naked and placed her clothing in the washing machine along with the rest of the laundry waiting in the hamper. Showered.

After her shower she wrapped herself in a thin fuzzy towel, perfect in the rising heat of the day. Looked at herself critically in the mirror, frowned at the stretch marks along her belly, ran a thumb along one nipple. Then laughed at herself…she was 32 this month. What did it matter?

Dedicated Service [MFF] [bd]

Disclaimer: The text that follows contains graphic language and descriptions that could be a trigger for some readers. This written work of fiction and in no way, shape or form do I, as the writer, condone this type of scenario outside the context of consenting persons of legal age. If you are uncomfortable with imagery related to slapping, hitting, rough/bondage sex, instrumentation, or bodily fluids you may want to refrain from reading further. If this applies to you I still appreciate you as a reader. Feel free to check out other things I’ve written. For those of you choosing to continue, enjoy.