Tag: Bondage

The actual worst punishment [FM]

I had a dude who used to tell me he “owned” my orgasms. I wouldn’t come without his permission, including when I was alone. If I wanted to get myself off I’d have to text him first. He’d usually allow it under certain conditions. Usually.

Once he wouldn’t let me all fucking day. He told me he wanted to get himself off at the thought of me in agony. I normally do this 3-4 times a day so after a few hours I was dying.

I broke down.

When I came home he asked if I had resisted temptation. There was no point in lying. He could see it on my face.

“Alright then,” he announced before he marched to my room and returned with handcuffs. “Facedown on the table, now.”

I did as he said and let him handcuff my hands behind me. He pulled my skirt up and underwear down so I was full exposed.

“Any idea what your punishment is going to be?”

“I’m guessing you’re either going to spank me or fuck my ass.” Read more »

She gets captured, memory wiped, tormented and then shown a little kindness (M/F) (bdsm) (chastity belt) (sex slave)

The sound of the heavy steel door slowly grinding open wakes me up instantly. My heart leaps to my throat and I scamper towards the furthest corner of the tiny cell room, bringing my legs up to my chest and pressing myself against the cold concrete walls. I’ve been living in a world of pain for as long as I can remember. Which only stretches about several days back. My mind comes up completely blank whenever I try to remember anything before then. I only know that I’m in a cell and the man comes into the room each day to chain and torture my body with whips and canes. The harsh fluorescent light is always on. I get woken up several times at night by a loud alarm bell that forces me fully awake so I never get more than a couple hours of sleep at once. Sleep deprived, starving and aching all over, I don’t expect today to be any different as I fix my eyes on the opening door with my entire body shaking. Read more »

[MM] Jessi’s Debut

What I write below is a true story of my first time out as Jessi and everyone is at least 21, but most are much much older.

Understand while I would not call myself a prude, I have never been a slut. At 48 (basically married for 20 of them) I’ve had three female partners, one male one night stand, and one regular hook up. While I have done some wild things with some of them, bondage, blindfold, spanking, I’ve never really let go. With my regular hookup I’ve played around with Crossdressing. But never tried to be passable. But over the last six months I’ve fooled around with makeup, heels, nail polish, and a few nice outfits.

Last night changed all that. I knew there was a party Friday night at the Red Barn in Berlin New Jersey, and T-girls and CD got in free. So, I kept myself horny all week and decided I was going to drive the hour down there and let myself have some fun. I went to work in a red lace thong to keep myself horny all day. I came home from work and immediately showered and shaved. As I am doing this my regular hookup, who due to mutual scheduling issues, we haven’t met in over a year, called, and said he was free tonight. I told him I was getting ready for a party and would send him a picture as soon as I was ready and could head to his place first if he liked what he saw. Read more »

I[F] spent the night with my husband’s high-school bully[M], again, and I couldn’t walk straight afterwards

Like I said before, I gave my husband the same “all nighter” excuse again, while clocking out at a normal time and going over to his bully’s place in the city. I made my last post a day early, losing track of the day in a lust-filled anticipation. I was curious as to what mood it’d be this time, if it’d be the passionate one like in the hotel, or the degrading one of the first all-nighter, and I’d get my answer Friday after lunch. When I returned from lunch I found a box on my desk, with a note, “I expect you to be wearing this when you come over later, I’ll be checking 😉”. What was in the box was a decently sized metallic butt plug, which I reluctantly put in on my way out to his place (there were a few bumps in the road in which I was close to cumming right there in the car) Read more »

Shore Leave: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines [supernatural] [Mf] [humiliation] [rope bondage]

Shore Leave: A Tale of the Transylvanian Concubines

By Dmitri Storm

Magdalena lounged on the sofa, legs dangling over one arm, and awaited her lover,the man she knew only as Mikhail .  Magdalena had dressed exactly to his specifications:  black high heels, black fishnet stockings and, other than the collar she wore to signal her status  as an owned slave, nothing at all.  Her porcelain skin drew a sharp contrast to  the  flashes of deep red at her lips, fingernails and toenails.  She knew how badly Mikhail would want her as soon as he saw her, and hoped he would take her right here on the couch.

She idly played with her cunt as she waited, as per Mikhail’s instructions. Magdalena had been waiting for a while, and was a quivering, aroused mess, unsure how much longer she could wait for Mikhail before giving up and finding someone else to fuck her.

As if the huge man was reading her thoughts, the door to the dingy room Magdalena had rented swung open, hitting the wall hard enough that Magdalena heard splintering.  She shivered. Here he was:  Mikhail, all muscles and scars and tattoos, rage and lust mixing in his eyes.  Mikhail… Read more »

The Domme’s Dungeon [FFM, femdom, BDSM]

*This is a small sample of my newest story “The Domme’s Dungeon”, available on Amazon here:* [*https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09NC8PMJS*](https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09NC8PMJS)

*Helen is a professional domme. She has managed to lure two estranged lovers into her dungeon, both of them in the belief that they will be the only slave. And Helen will make sure that the two will never forget the experience.*

*”The Domme’s Dungeon” is not suitable for readers under the age of 18. It contains femdom, bondage, BDSM, whipping, caning, edging, orgasm denial, public humiliation, male chastity, pegging, and lots of other fun stuff.*

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*This might just be my Mona Lisa. My masterpiece.* Helen took a step back and marveled at her genius. Richard was shackled in a spreadeagle position, his legs spread wide, his arms as well, held by wide, shiny steel shackles. There was no give, no way to move, and the wide collar around his neck was connected to a ceiling chain. There was nothing extraordinary about this position, despite the beauty of a handsome man unable to move, helpless to resist.

The genius was in the second part of the equation.

Right in front of Richard was Kimberly, shackled in a similar position. Read more »

Meeting my (M38) FWB (F31) for the first time [MF]

This is the story of meeting my FWB. One night swiping through Tinder I matched with a cute girl and got chatting. She is short 5ft, curvy and a cute face framed
with long, curly auburn hair. So we chatted a bit that evening the usual
getting to know each other things, when after a while she comes out with “I’m
looking for a FWB thing if you’re open to it”
We talked, trying to organise something to do to meet and
see how we liked each other in person when she suggested her random idea of
going to the drive-in to see a movie, I haven’t been to one since I was a
teenager. After I finished work, I picked her up and we headed to go see a
movie at the drive-in. Straight away we were comfortable, chatting away while
having some beers. As the movie progressed, we’ve been chatting getting to know
each other when our hands are brushing against each other, some light touches
and glances to each other. I’ve always been a bit shy with women, hesitant to
make the first move thinking that I’m misreading any signs, but for probably
the first time ever I didn’t hesitate and moved in for the kiss. It was
wonderful, the first kiss nerves then melting away as we made out in the car.
She was making some very sexy moans and little gasps as my tongue brushed
against hers, some over the clothes groping of each other as we couldn’t stop
kissing. This part though doesn’t end with us fucking in the backseat. The
movie ended, we had maybe paid attention to 15 minutes of it between getting to
know each other and the make out session. It was late so I dropped her home.
She got out of the car, ducked back in for a kiss, then another, making those
moans every time. “You kiss like the devil” she said, giving me the best
compliment I’ve ever gotten.
So it was pretty clear we liked each other, kept texting
& chatting over the next week with a bit of dirty talk and a few sexts
thrown in for good measure. We arranged another date at my place to hang out,
watch a movie and have a few drinks. She arrived, wearing a jumper & jeans
outfit but said she was feeling warm and wanted to change into her t-shirt. She
headed into my bedroom while I sat on the couch just outside, closed the door
most of the way and changed. The door was still open an inch or 2 and I
couldn’t resist watching her pull her jumper off, revealing just her bra
underneath while she changed into her t-shirt. After she came back out we
settled on the couch cuddled up, watching a movie but it wasn’t long before she
was straddling me, making out while our hands roamed over each other. I lifted
her t-shirt off, getting a close up look of that bra I saw quickly earlier in
the night. It soon joined her t-shirt on the floor as I played with her perky
breasts, rolling her nipple through my fingers while I sucked & nibbled the
other. She was soon on her back on the couch, I peeled her jeans down leaving
her in just some black lace panties. Gently reaching between her legs I
discovered her panties were soaked, I marveled at the feel of her and the heat
from between her legs. I slipped my hand inside to feel her wetness, running my
fingers along her pussy and rubbing her clit. I had to taste her, so I slipped
her panties down, getting my first look at her pussy. She had a very light,
neatly trimmed bush that was wonderful to touch. She was so wet, her pussy is
the wettest I’ve ever felt but I stopped touching and went to work with my
tongue. Eating pussy has always been something I love doing and something that I think I’m pretty
good at. Slow licks up and down brought more moans and gasps, I find her moans
hot as fuck. I concentrated on her clit, bringing her to the edge then backing
off, over and over before I finally let her go over the edge and cum on my
face. Read more »

Roscoe Forthright. JENNIFER WANTS TO BE SLAPPED AROUND, SHACKLED AND ABUSED

Christmas with the Starship Rimshot Girls

[https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/119dd7bb181ee5cd98/4-24-christmas-with-the-starship-rimshot-girls-mp4](https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/119dd7bb181ee5cd98/4-24-christmas-with-the-starship-rimshot-girls-mp4)

***Some girls are aroused only by high drama, anger or physical abuse.*** They say to their husbands:

“Punch me in the face, if you dare, you pathetic coward! You are loser, and always will be!” There are many such invitations, some women use to get punched in the face. Because they enjoy the drama of being punched in the face. It makes their pussies wet. ***Feminists who talk about domestic violence usually omit the fact: Lesbians also punch each other in the face.*** For exactly the same reason.

No, it is not polite nor politically correct, to tell the truth about women ***wanting*** to be abused. But ***that truth exists, whether we like it or not.*** Read more »

[MF] Advent calendar fun! [F20&M21]

So me and my master has this advent calendar that contains anything sex related.
Toys, bondage and other accessories.

Yesterday we got handcuffs and little did I know that my master had plans on using it on me the same day.
We had finally finished for the day and was gonna hop off to bed but I wanted to take a shower. I was laying down on the bed, simply relaxing when he leans in and kisses me. His kiss was deep and loving but it also felt different in a way. Whatever it was, it turned me on and he knew. He reaches under my sweater and grabs my boob, squeezing it a little before moving down and rubbing on my clit. I moaned into the kiss and loved the feeling of his touch. He told me that my clothes were in the way so he took my pants off followed by my sweater leaving me with nothing left. I saw him grab a condom and he simply said “so i don’t have to worry about it later” he then went over and grabbed the cuffs and straps then around my wrist before kissing me and turning me around where he’d cuff my hands behind my back. Read more »

[PIC] Adventures of Miss Peach [MF] – “Tie me up and make me cum. I’ve been a bad girl…” [Chastity Cage][Drool][Forced Orgasm][BDSM]

[Miss Peach forced orgasm](https://imgur.com/a/KyYAPMB)

Cock cage, Ball Gag, Drool, Forced Orgasm, Bondage

Miss Peach walked into the hotel restaurant, absolutely stunning in her white plaid miniskirt with black and red checks.  On top she was wearing a tight grey sweater, highlighting her perfect breasts and flat belly.  Below her miniskirt, Miss Peach was wearing black tights to protect from the chilly weather.  She had the biggest smile on her face as she approached me, leaning down to place a soft kiss on my lips before sitting beside me. 

Miss Peach reached out her right hand to my left thigh, then further, squeezing the hard plastic cage surrounding my cock.  She smiled.  I was wearing my pinstripe suit, my cock already raging patiently. 

We went upstairs to the hotel room.  I grabbed Miss Peach by her waist and pulled her close for a deep kiss.  I lay her down onto the bed and pushed her top up to suck at her nipples, my mouth hungry and biting, teasing, sucking…  After 4 days apart we were both wild with lust and passion. We took off our clothes quickly, and I laid back on the bed.  My cock was literally pushing the cage off itself because I was so hard.  Miss Peach walked to me, key in hand.  With a turn and a click, she released me.  Her right hand gently pulling the cage down and off of my cock.  I pulled the ring off with my hand and had Miss Peach go get a warm wet towel to wipe me down.  Read more »