Tag: Drugs

Short term detention facility V To come or not to come [Fdom] [Fembots] [Chastity] [Prison] [tease and denial] [fear] of [electric shock] [brainwashing] [long background].

In this fift chapter, The main character (“you”) is expertly teased and denied by a fembot, and progressively realize that the living nightmare he is immersed into is not a nightmare after all.

Comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome!

# Short term detention facility

[**Chapter one: the sentence**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/daf90h/short_term_detention_facility_i_the_sentence_fdom/)

[**Chapter two: admission**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/dafb8a/short_term_detention_facility_ii_admission_fdom/)

[**Chapter three: A first night**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/e4nsls/short_term_detention_facility_iii_a_first_night/)

[**Chapter four: Being trained**](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eneihu/short_term_detention_facility_iv_being_trained/)

**Chapter five: to come or not to come**

You have difficulties remembering the rest of the day. This is what happens when you spend three months in a prison. And it was unmistakably a prison. The housing was comfortable, the landscaped park was a soothing place, and all the activities were really enjoyable; but the walls were high and the doors shut. Also, each day was similar to the previous day. There were schedules, there was a lunch with a Mr. Smith or a Mr. Jones, and that was it. Most of the time, through the fembots, the AI running the place was just politely giving you instructions, and reminding you to stay in your place. Read more »

I [M] fuck my cousins nerdy [F]riend and my cousin [F] loves it more than I could have known [MFF] PART 1 – Unexpected masturbation with my cousin after a night of partying

Ok so this is a bit of a long story so I’ll do it in parts. So my cousin and I started to get really close when we were in our early 20’s. We’d always spent time around each other before that of course but it was in our early 20’s that we discovered we had similar interests – music, travel, a general level of wanting to explore all the things that life has to offer. One of the things we discovered was a common interest in partying and experimenting with drugs. You can say what you want about recreational drugs, I know they can be troublesome but they can also be a lot of fun and something that deepens connections between people. Anyways enough of me rambling on. Read more »

My Doctor Knows Best [straight; mf; bondage; non-dubcon]

I’m Anya, an up and coming tennis star in my young adult division.

At 19 years old, I’m on top of my game with magazine covers calling to spotlight my tight and tanned physique, beaming smile, and signature high sleek ponytail.

I’m soon-to-be the best tennis star in the nation.

Why?

Because I religiously follow these three rules:
1. No drugs
2. No alcohol
3. No sex

It’s no secret I’m a virgin. I’ve been focused on the game since I was 4. It’s actually been published in a few magazines. You must have known that when you took the job as my newest sports therapist.

Dr. Greg Rainer, a highly sought after sports therapist who had just finished a contract with the Lakers.

You shoved your hands in your pockets and smiled at the ground as my head coach listed off your many accomplishments. Two deep dimples gave you a boyish charm; two sharp canines and a devilish grin gave you a slight predatory look. Read more »

The Bigamist Part 4: Kat’s Story [FFF Sub]

Kat’s Story

My parents came from the Bible Belt, deeply committed to their beliefs. They were stern, not unloving, but stern, break a rule and you knew it, well your ass did. It became easy to be compliant in the home. They also believed in the benefits of healthy competition, which meant we had to excel in sports and studies. I have a younger sister in LA who’s a psychologist, and a brother who is a scientist of some description, works for the National Transport Safety Board.

“Younger or older?” Mistress Anna asked.

“Both younger, Kristen is eighteen months younger and Jeb is the same younger than Kris.”

“Are they the same? Subs?” asked Mistress Julie.

“Jeb’s not, he took on the dom male role, as expected, but Kris, well, yes and no. When she feels like it I expect.”

“In LA.”

“Plenty of work for her there and she makes the occasional lesbian porn movie as well.”

“What! Porn?”

“Yes, I thought I saw her in a film, once, but that was later. I found this woman’s stage name and Googled it, saw a couple of her movies, and it is her, for sure. She doesn’t know I know and I’ve never said anything.” Read more »

Freeuse Holidays. Halloween.

Late October was always a rather cold and damp time in the town of Freeuse, Ohio. The trees were all but stripped from their leaves, and the first autumn drizzles had made their appearance.

Becky Anderson shuddered, standing in her Halloween costume in the middle of Main Street.

It was supposed to be a witch costume, but in reality it was just a flimsy excuse to show off as much flesh as possible. Not that she minded, of course. She always loved showing off her supple young body, and her curves, the curves that had every man turn and take notice of them. Especially now, being on display like that.

Jonah was standing three feet away, pointing his camera at her. He didn’t seem to be having any troubling hoisting the big and bulky piece of equipment up, but she knew from experience exactly how strong he could be.

In her ear, she was hearing Brock Simmons’s voice, but it wasn’t her he was talking to. He was addressing his television audience, and she was just waiting for her cue. Read more »

[MF] Wife dropped a bomb on me

Saturday we were out with friends and the normal drinks and wine turned into shots and the group got a little rowdy.

One couple in the group had kids very young and their oldest daughter is applying to colleges. A woman in the group made a joke about how the daughter will start experimenting with drugs and pussy. Some laughed, and she said “Every women hooks-up with another girl a few times in college.”

I commented that my wife didn’t, and she started to blush. She had always told me that she never experimented like that, maybe some kissing, but that was it.

When we got home and were in bed, she asked me “What defines hooking-up with a girl?” I said if there was anything put into a pussy, or if someone got off, then I would say that counts.

“Well, then I guess I’ve hooked up with a girl. She never put anything in me, but I got off.”

This immediately got my attention and I asked her to tell me about it. Read more »

The Journalist [F,f]Peril]

She stepped out onto the jetty, a small bag slung over her shoulder. looking up at the impressive building before her, gothic architecture offsetting it’s silhouette against the dark sky. Rain hammering down as it often did nowadays, rain seeping into her clothes, she pulled her jacket around her and made her way towards the building. She was nervous, spending years studying to become a journalist she never expected to end up trying to sneak into some hotel. But here she was, about to step inside to see if she could find out what was really going on in this strange place. It had only been open for a few months but it seemed to have become quite the talking point, the city’s elite were already quite used to decadence seemed to have found something more here. Early reports had painted it as some sort of relaxation center, the guests having quite a buzz about it, but none willing to talk about what happened here. As time went on the place only got stranger, some would simply not come back, people would talk less, but the ones who did were just as euphoric as the first ones.  Read more »

[MF] That one time I accidentally got laid

I lived with my best friend for a while right after highschool, and we threw a lot of big parties. We’d generally invite all of our same friends and they would just bring people as they saw fit so we had a big flow of new people coming every weekend as we built a reputation. One Friday everything was going as usual, we get off work (we worked hvac together), go home and start prepping for a long night of various drugs and alcohol.

We get everything set up, beer pong table in the living room, backroom cleaned up, drinks in the kitchen, get ourselves ready and our friends start showing up around 8. We do the normal party things, just drinking and hanging out, loud music, a little belligerence happening. We ended up meeting a few new girls through one of our friends, kamryn, Sam and Sarah. Read more »

[F] I [26] was a bad girl [18] at Easter family dinner, found two cream eggs for dessert

~*obligatory: names are changed, this is an old story that I’ve only ever told my bff at the time and a couple bf’s since (but didnt make it sounds this amazing ? ? )*~

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**Backstory**: So it was my last year of high school, and I was starting to get rebellious against my parents. They had never let me have a boyfriend and wanted no drugs/alcohol at parties (typical protective parents, that end up driving their daughters into becoming sluts when they go to college). Little did they know, I had “dated” a few guys at my school (only making out and hands over clothes kind of stuff) and I had lied once about a “girls sleepover”, which was actually a bush party with alcohol, weed and probably other drugs (I was very nervous and only drank two beers, yes I was laaaame ok). Another thing my parents didn’t know, was that my suppressed sexual urges had turned me into a masturbation addict. For quite a while, I had been humping pillows or old stuffed animals and cumming almost every night upwards of 2, 3, 4, 5, 10, 20, who knows, sometimes I lost count because it just felt like one never ending orgasm. Due to influence of boys at school, I had only recently discovered and started watching hardcore porn. I started with the normal stuff, but quickly got into videos with bigger dicks, sloppier blowjobs, double penetration, etc. I used a few household objects to test out my pussy or to suck on. The good ol’ hair brush was the go to for my pussy (what I think broke my hymen) and would use bananas to practice sucking and deep-throating. Annnnd that should be enough to set the stage for a story about one of my first slutty experiences… Read more »

[fM] Getting fucked by my tennis coach…

In my mind he’s hung like a bull. And that big, thick cock is stretching me to my limits. Mercilessly pounding away in my tight, barely legal pussy. My face buried in the cushions of his dingy office couch so nobody can hear me whimper and scream as he violently thrusts until I feel his hot cum filling me up.

My pleated tennis skirt was on the floor next to my boring white panties. My white cotton tank top was tossed over the arm of the couch. My sports bra was pulled up. My tits ached from the rough way he’d grabbed them.

He was still fully dressed and trying to catch his breath. He’d only opened his shorts enough to get his dick out in a hurry. It was raining outside. I was still in high school. A few weeks before that day I’d still been a virgin. I remember every detail. It’s a movie that plays over and over in my mind. And it always leaves me wet and in need. Read more »