Inferno: Part 2: The Carnal Tower [M/F] [Fantasy]

After that first interaction one would think that my Master Demon lived in a dungeon of some sort and I would be tied up the whole day, being tortured. Nothing could be further from the truth. His place is very organized and clean, everything in its place, a perfectly made bed, towels folded in the bathroom… Maybe his controlling personality shows up in the details. Being the messy person I am, I often get scolded for not organizing things like I should. Scolded is not a proper word, because Master has never as much as raised his voice to me. Who would guess a demon could be so calm?

He is like no one I ever met. He says things you would never expect to listen and he does that in a really simple manner. And not because he’s trying to be nonchalant, but because he is. That’s something he always says. He is. Another day he asked me why I liked long showers, and added “There is no shower that can wash your dirtiness. It’s like a sin that never washes off. It’s forever with you. It’s forever like a brand, but a brand that you carry on your soul. A brand that will never be erased, no matter what happens. It’s not like a tattoo, because a tattoo can be removed, but a brand on your soul stays forever with you, you take it with you to the afterlife, missy!”. I was speechless, something that doesn’t happen often except when I’m with Master. He’s very intense and there’s also the mind reading thing. That was one of these moments. I was just thinking that he scares me sometimes.

What happens in Vegas.

“And now, the piece de resistance!”

Deanna Benson, the Maid of Honor, opened the door of their rented suite with a flourish, and a male stripper dressed in a cape, stepped in.

Emma Morgen’s eyes went wide as she saw him. Her Maid of Honor and her bridesmaid Leena Tomson had set this up, a weekend in Vegas, a bachelorette party, just the three of them…until now. The music started up, and Zorro the stripper started to move, his cape swirling around him, before concentrating on Emma. He gyrated seductively up to her, slowly parting his cape, and Emma stared, his package was clearly outlined by the briefs, and her mouth went dry. His hips swayed back and forth, it looked massive, and it was way bigger than her husband’s to be unit. She felt her panties get damp as she wondered, what it would like, to get reamed by that big tool.

Deanna and Leena were spellbound, as they watched from the sides, they both had ideas about getting that big hard cock, but if Emma wanted it, it was only right that the bride-to-be would get the first crack at that pussy stuffer.

[FFM] Bible Study Part 1 [Sibling Incest] [Hypnosis] [Mind Control] [NTR] [Dubcon]

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Tiffany watched her brother James roll down the window and let his arm dangle in the warm summer wind. The sun shined brightly as he drove them in his SUV down the lightly wooded suburban street towards his home. A soft Christian Rock ballad played on the car stereo. She knew James wasn’t a fan, but he had it on for her, anyway.

It was just one more example of how awesome her older brother was.

“I can’t believe so many people came to my bridal shower!” she said, feeling the silly smile on her face. She rested her forehead against the window, her fingers teasing the hem of her favorite Sunday dress. “It was just… so much, you know?”

[MF] A Married Life Experience [Part 5?] What happened last night

8:30 last night. 

I went out for a walk, sitting watching the NFL Network and NY Jets youtube Jake Azman vids just isn’t distracting enough. 

No text from her yet.  It’s been over an hour and a half already 

What happened on the date

After 22 years of marriage, there is definitely a level of trust that has been built up and is very hard to break.  And, the marriage no longer is about me and her but instead is about US.  Sounds cheesy but it’s true. 

For a long time I was the nice guy beta male. Being kind and gentle but also hiding and concealing a part of myself from my wife.  A big part of that was addictive use of porn.   For a while it got in the way of our relationship. But, I experienced something a while back that shifted things in me.  She has a lot to do with that healing. I started to earn more money too.  A lot more 200K + a year when years past I was only making 70k.  

[MF] A Rainy Night with My Busty Sister Part 1 [Incest]

“On the count of three, we get out and run to the house,” I told my sister Moira. We had just gotten back from the movies where we had seen a romantic comedy. Moira had been dying to see this movie and since she didn’t have a boyfriend and none of her friends were interested in it, she asked me to watch it with her.

I wasn’t a fan of romantic comedies but I saw how much she wanted to see it that I decided to tag along. Moira had always been a fan of chick flicks. She had the entire Twilight series and Fifty Shades of Grey series. She had purchased all of those movies.

In her room, there was a bookshelf that had nothing but romantic books where bare-chested men were holding women in various different poses. I had laughed when Moira had first started to read those books because they seemed so cheesy but as her collection grew I became amazed at her fascination with those books. For me, science fiction and fantasy were my go-to books and I would never check out a romance novel because it didn’t seem interesting to me but Moira loved them.

KLIT 96.9 THE RAVE 096 Pane of Glass Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM ANAL BONDAGE TOYS ROLE PLAYING)

“”This weekend started just like any other. From the rough sex my sexy lover and I did to the early morning wake-up nose I heard on Sinday. As I stared at the mower my heart pounded when Travis turned the key. To have that much power right before… A flash, I shifted squeezing harder on my sexxee mug. To see his cock standing so perfectly, shifting again. Rubbing my pussy lips together, trying not to touch myself with everything going through my mind.”

“What an incredible day this is. It’s The Great Orgy Eve! You know what that means, Judy you have won a spot on stage to be laid by our own DJs! Who will be the final winner? Who will get satisfied with the final thrust, could it be you? The final drawing will be held during the Drive@5 good luck to all.”

“Klit 96.9 The Rave Lesbian Morning Show with the one who is the most wanted on the radio DJ Maeve” Nova ReBoot said with a twinge of lust in her voice.

Mabel x Dipper [fanfic] [FM] [incest]

10.06.20xx

Dear Diary, today Dipper accidentally came into the room while I was changing. I had just removed my bra. I told him to not be shy and come in, I mean he’s seen me naked before! He even asked if I’m fine with it. Silly goose, he just kept walking all flustered while looking at my nippies. My nippies were dead-on looking back at him too, though! Haha. He grabbed a nearby book and covered his face with it and said they were nevertheless distracting. I guess my puppies are just too cutesies. Just when I put on my sweater, he asked whether they aren’t sensitive to the cloth. I told this double silly that his are probably just as sensitive as mine, because we’re twins and all. To prove it to him I waited until he got all dreamy about his book and surprise bit him into one of his nipples. He was so surprised and had such a sour expression on his face, it was priceless. Just thinking about it now makes it hard to handle my pen from the laughter. But I couldn’t have imagined what happened after; this is why I’m telling you this too, dear diary!

BBC @ The Gym

I was recently asked how much my body count was, and when I said my number most folks seemed shocked. 11 is my body count (for now). I’ve never ever had bbc though, I haven’t had an opportunity. I’m a 28 year old Latina, I’m a brown girl, handful of tattoos, busty gal. I can say my ass sits well too. I don’t show it off regularly, but online that’s another story. Other than that, I’m usually well covered.

Especially when I’m at the gym. My go outfit consists of a big T-shirt and biker shorts or leggings. The less attention the better, I make dumb faces and turn into a tomato after awhile. You’ll catch me at the gym late, late at night. The vibes are different. I did notice one day this blonde white girl working out with a very very attractive black guy. I made the assumption they were a couple, I mean both of them are hot, working out together it just made sense. I watched her man workout and was very obvious about it, why bc why the fuck not.

Eclipse

Alexandra checked the clock. Again. It was the longest day of her life.

Just six more hours.

She’d been waiting for this day. Mistress had promised. On this, the night of her 25th birthday, she would not be receiving a gift. No, tonight she would BE the gift.

The contract was clear. Detailed. Meticulous. Mistress was not fond of ambiguity. Especially with consent.

Alexandra read over it again, to push her excitement even further.

After the title was the escape clause. A single word that would cease all activities should they prove to be too much.

Eclipse.

The rules:
1: Too rough? Say “gently”
2: Rougher? Say “please”
3: You want to come? Too bad. Your body is mine, to do with as I please for this event.

For three days prior you are not permitted to touch yourself.

You are to present yourself to me at my residence at 8pm. You will wear the harness I’ve selected for you for the entire day. If I do not see impressions of my harness in your skin, you have violated the contract. If you have orgasmed within the past three days you have violated the contract. Any violation and our event is cancelled.

It Started With D&D (f/f)(Domination)(Bondage)(Commission)

It started with a game of D&D, which was a fancy way of saying that it did not, in fact, start with D&D. Dungeons and Dragons might have made her aware of it, but it had actually started long before that However, this realisation would come later. Initially, at least, Amanda thought that it started with a game of D&D.

She’d been playing D&D since she turned eighteen. She’d loved fantasy for as long as she could remember, so when her best friend Heather offered her a place in a game, she was in like a shot.

Their current campaign had been running for almost a year now. There were four of them, three players plus Heather, the GM. Amanda, a punk girl called Stacy and a slab of muscle and benevolence known as Dave.

Things came to a head late one session, they’d been dungeon diving and had finally defeated a high level enemy who had been dogging them for most of the campaign.

“You search the old tomb,” Heather had said from her patented GM chair of power. “The bodies that once rested here are long gone, but many of their burial goods remain. They are piled in a great heap on the floor before you. Some of it may be magical.”