Writer offering erotica commissions!

Hi, I’m Rainbow and I’ve been writing on commission for a while now.

You can find a lot of the stories I’ve written in the post history of this account or on my hentai-foundry profile if you’re interested in browsing my work. However, since I write on commission for lots of different people, you’ll find that my stories don’t usually share any major themes. There are, of course, the popular themes like cuckoldry that show up more often than others, but some things may offend.

I cater to pretty much any kink or taboo, which is why some of my pieces of erotica can be somewhat…dark. No matter how niche your fantasy or desire is, even if it appears somewhat boring or unintuitive, I will craft a narrative to suit your desires.

Anything from one-shot smut stories, multi-chapter pieces of erotica, stories involving your celebrity crushes or your favorite tv/movie/video game characters or even crafting entire fantasy and sci-fi settings the length of a short novel, I’ve done it.

You might think your ideas and desires are too weird; they’re not, I’ve dealt with some of the freakiest people you can imagine, and delivered.

Billionaire Breeding Agency Part 4 (MF)(FF)(MFF)(Breeding)(Pregnancy)(Dom/Sub)

This is the final part of my Billionaire Breeding Agency Book 1. I have truly enjoyed sharing this book with you. I will be starting book 2 as soon as book 1 is published on Amazon and will have the chapters available as early access on my Patreon account.

# Chapter 10

Sheila stared down at the pile of paperwork in front of her, unable to focus. Juliette was due any day now, and she needed to be with her daughter. She didn’t have time to worry about Tiffany not getting knocked up. The fertility tests had come back, there was nothing medically wrong with Tiffany, she just hadn’t gotten pregnant yet. Why was this so hard for the Thompsons to understand?

Frustrated, she scooped up the medical reports and added them to Tiffany’s file. *Fuck the Thompsons* Sheila thought as she slammed the file cabinet shut and locked it. She grabbed her coat and phone and headed for the door. As her fingers touched the knob, her phone rang. Looking down at the display screen, she sighed, Emily Thompson. At least it wasn’t Jared this time.

The Intruders – [Rape Fantasy] [MMF] [Blowjob] [Vaginal] [Anal] [Foot Fetish]

Second time writing, hope you enjoy. Let me know if you want more of this story.

They came into her room in the middle of the night. She had no idea how they got in without setting the alarm off. Her family was gone until Monday, and it was only Saturday night. She slept in her bed, hair in a messy bun, curled up in a blanket, with just Nike Pros and an oversized tee shirt on. The two men left their shoes on the stairs to make less noise. The bedroom door was cracked, and they pushed it open with a low creak. She stirred but didn’t wake. They slowly crept in on the wooden floor, making as little noise as possible. One of them set his bag on the floor near the bed. Once they got close enough, one seized her legs and the other laid across her chest and covered her mouth.

The Camgirl Part LXXIII: Someone’s Coming [Oral] [Exh] [Public]

**IV: Liam and Blake**

**Liam**

“C’mon dude, you can do it!”

“I’m doing it.”

“Just two more!”

“Ugh!”

Liam grunted, letting himself fall back onto the mat, chest heaving as he sucked in desperate breaths of air. He closed his eyes for a moment, then wiped an arm across his sweaty brow and looked up at Blake. She grinned down at him.

“You’re evil,” he said, laying back on the mat, eyes closed, “Working out with you was a mistake.”

She stuck her tongue out, “Baby. You’ll thank me later. Now get up—my turn.”

Liam took a few deep breaths, then reached up and gripped the bar, pulling himself upright with tired arms. He did enjoy how Blake stole a few glances at his arms as he did so, however. Once he was clear, she sat down on the mat, then laid down and situated herself before gripping the bar and starting her exercise.

Liam watched her movements as he recovered from what she’d put him through. Despite his complaints, he was glad he’d come to the gym with Blake. She was…”impressive” didn’t seem enough to describe her. More than once, Liam had found himself a bit envious of her discipline and level of fitness.

The Sacred Release: An Outlander-inspired kidnapping fantasy written by my talented Sassenach [Part 1]

Thirteen suns had swung through the sky and sunk beneath the mountain caps since the thane Calan had disavowed the crown. The King’s messenger had ridden into the valley to deliver the decree that the town should send twenty men of fighting age to march in the ranks against the English. Back had the messenger been sent with an unprecedented simple refusal – no men would be sent south. Of the last contribution of muscle, sword and blood twenty strong, only one had returned less a leg. The harvest that followed was pathetic without enough men to reap, and the bitter winter that year drowned the village in sadness as all went hungry.

Calan had sworn to his wife that this year would be lived for themselves.

He knew retribution would come, but the form in which it would materialise would remain a surprise. The King did not mete justice openly; known from sea to sea for his literal backstabbing approach to vengeance. Calan had not slept soundly since the day he had dispatched the messenger back down the hillside. He awoke at every distant animal call, every rustling of wind in branch and leaves, and grew suspicious of even familiar faces around him.

Our sexual transformation, part 1 [MF]

This is gonna be pretty tame by a lot of standards in here. Hey, we’re 58 and we’ve been married for over 30 years, but the last few months for us have been very interesting and I thought I’d share the story here, especially as it evolves. It’s gonna be long and take a minute to get to action. If that’s not your thing, I totally get it. You’ve been forewarned. I’m posting part 1 now, and will write up parts 2 and 3 when I get a minute. And as this is very much a dynamic, ongoing situation I’ll post further updates when that’s appropriate. But, spoiler alert (at least to where we’re at in real time), my wife and I go through some drama and we’re currently in – by far – the best emotional and sexual place we’ve ever been and it wouldn’t have happened without Lisa.

Blackmailed bred virgin [rape] [dubcon] [noncon] [1st time] [forced impregnation] [small boobs][petite][size difference][monster cock][humiliation][degradation][forced blowjob]

*Hey, in case it wasn’t obvious from the descriptor, the following story is a rape fantasy, so please don’t read it if you don’t like non-consent fantasies. Thanks.*

I never could have guessed that I would end up losing my virginity to my mom’s boyfriend in such a fucked-up way, but I also feel like it was totally my fault. If I hadn’t made such bad choices in the first place, it never would have happened.

I didn’t get along with Chuck from the start. I didn’t know what my mom saw in him. He was a misogynist asshole, and he treated her like shit. She and my dad had been divorced for like ten years when they started dating, midway through my senior year. I guess maybe it had been a while since she’d been with anyone, and he made her feel special. He was handsome, in a way. He had that kind of … like… I don’t know… rugged older man thing? He was in his fifties, divorced, drove a BMW, and wore expensive watches. He was a customer in the bank where she worked, so I guess she knew he had money from the start, and maybe that was why she hooked up with him? Because she thought he would take care of us? Ironic.

[M] 29 I fucked an Ex Pornstar.

Back in 2012 when I was 21, my fantasy became true, and I fucked an ex pornstar. The better part about it is when I was younger I would masturbate to a video I had of her from a popular adult site.

My cousins GF went out to Vegas to visit and friend and called me to tell me her friends Roomate used to be in porn. She knew I was an openly sexual person and thought I’d appreciate it. I laughed when I learned it was someone I was actually familiar with and used to masturbate to regularly. I never thought I’d have the opportunity to meet her.

The Fantasy [Part 2, Can Stand Alone] [CNC] [MF]

I ran my hands over my thighs, simultaneously smoothing the material of my pants and drying my palms. My nerves were small butterflies in my stomach, and I was waiting patiently for my day to end.

The shuffling of papers and clothing alerted me that people had started leaving for the day, and I would soon be making the same trek as them down to the parking structure beneath our building. On their way out, people stopped at my desk and chatted with me casually. If you asked me to recall anything that they had said, I wouldn’t have the faintest clue. All I could think about was that I was about to have another fantasy play out in the dark, echoing garage in the basement, and how these people did not even have the faintest clue.

So, I smiled my most innocent smile at them and endured the typical variety of jokes about how we all hate working for a living.

As soon as they all left, I scurried into the bathroom and immediately began changing. He had been very specific when it came to what I was going to be wearing, and I didn’t want to disappoint him. Just the thought of him growling a condescending “good girl” into my ear had me ready to go.

Power Play

Everyday I go to work, carrying on with my life as your average, everyday human. Toying away with the usual 9-5 routine, awaiting my escape from the monotonous and repetitive; in no way was this the life I lived for.

Walking out of the confines of a reality that society forced upon me, I began to plot out the person the night would call me to be: Mistress V: A person that no one would imagine in dress slacks and a button up blouse.

Underneath this jovial cover was a dark and overpowering presence. I wasn’t born with this presence. Instead it was created out of the pain and hatred that came when my life and freedom were seemingly torn away by an experience that showed no empathy or remorse for stealing something that should be sacred: innocence.

Nightfall returned all that I thought was lost: It gave me the power, control, and status I longed for. All the insecurities and self doubt slipped away as I began my transformation.