Be my doll: Another x-post from r/sluttyconfessions

July 2017, so I’d have been 54 at the time. She was … 24, I think. Close to that, at least. Cute, curvy brunette with beautiful wide eyes and a sweet sexy smile.

I’d had the fantasy for some time of meeting a woman who was into the idea of being a real live sex doll — not just to please her partner, but because the idea turned *her* on. I suppose I’d go to Fetlife now for that sort of thing, or maybe even Reddit — but Craigslist it was, at the time.

The idea was simple: She would be mine to pose, to dress and undress, to use as I wanted. If I kissed her, she wasn’t to kiss me back. She was to be silent, unmoving unless I moved her.

She messaged me a day or so after I posted, telling me she had been curious about that scenario for a long time and asking if I wanted to come to her (about an hour away). She also let slip that she would also like to come over to my part of town and play in her car, if I was into car play at all.

Daisy Maids [femdom][forced fem][sissification][blackmail]

Another short commission, enjoy~!

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Kyle knew this assignment from Pur’n’Kleen would be different since Daisy answered the door that first day. And not just because she was a surprisingly high-paying client. Stepping through the threshold, it was obvious the three-story brownstone hosted much more *indecent* soirees than its neighbors. Various sex toys lay out in plain sight, strategically placed restraints hung discreetly from the walls, an array of whips, crops and paddles hung neatly in another room, and there were assorted fetish clothes and lingerie scattered all about.

As the job progressed, he became intimately familiar with the house layout and its contents. Each floor had a different general theme, each room catered to something more specific. He guessed Daisy was a *Madame*, and this was confirmed a few months later when the house was no longer empty while he cleaned. Now, it was no longer just a simple cleaning job. The sounds emanating from behind closed doors kept teasing his curiosity.

A little Extra

i was meeting a client at a hotel we always would do sessions at, he was an older Caucasian man, with long pepper hair.

i was dressed up in my normal threads, Fishnet bodysuit, cheap leather boot, a cock ring, lace panties and beat face, with a curly black on top

anyway, I arrived at the hotel first and wait for him to arrive, i laid on the bed and smoked half a joint and two cigarettes. finally, the knock came to the door

i opened it and he walked in , at first he was in his normal attire polo shirt and slack with this dirty brown leather jacket on and dirty Phillies cap on .of course

under that was his outfit for the night which he immediately starts dressing to show as soon as he sat everything down. he get undress and starts to show his outfit, imagine a

older white male with a pink crop top on and pink school girl skirt that was cut just above his cock which had a chrome cage around it , this should be obvious but he didn’t have any underwear on

My Slutty Teen Slave [Mdom] [fsub] [BDSM]

This is a story I wrote a couple years back and posted on another site.

***

When I was twenty, shortly after I broke off my year long relationship with a girl named Natalie, I started to search adult chat sites for female submissives. I talked with a few, but none of them were quite what I was looking for.

One night, as I sat on the couch in my apartment, I pulled out my laptop. Within minutes I found a possible submissive, who listed her name as Jess18. I sent her a quick hello, and she replied, seeming flirty.

“So, I heard you’re looking for someone who can hold you down and have their way with your helpless body? ;)”

It took her a minute to reply, but she said, “Ohhhh yes :) are you that guy?”

“Maybe. We’ll see ;)”

We chatted for about ten minutes. I learned that her name was Jessica and she was a high school student on their cheer squad.

“Oh really? I’m James. Are you a senior?”

“Nope! A junior. I just turned 18 :)”

“I’m twenty, by the way.”

The Orbs [straight] [fantasy] [essay] [MF]

I know it’s terrible to reduce another human being down to a set of body parts, let alone a particular body part. You hear and read phrases such as “she was all legs” or “he was hung like a horse”. There’s obviously more to people than the body parts they possess.

This isn’t a story; it’s more a conscious “stream of consciousness” about a certain woman who I find rather attractive, and more accurately, her second most attractive physical feature, next to her face: her breasts.

Believe me when I say she’s the total package … er, maybe somewhat lacking in the ass department, but many beautiful women have asses like hers so I shouldn’t complain.

Back to her breasts, they are simply gorgeous. They aren’t melons like Ava Addams’s but they’re sizable. My mouth would have to be twice as big as it is to fit one of those plump squishables completely inside, and oh, do I fantasize about doing that someday (most likely never, but one can dream).

Cindy and I get to know Marcus better [MF], [MFM]

So I’ll be honest and admit that our thing with Marcus started out as mostly kink for me and lust for Cindy, but grew into so much more. I’ve never considered my self exactly cuckold, like many I’m not into degradation, but I do love cuck porn! My voyeuristic side loves to witness the scenes, and the feelings I get seeing my wife Cindy, my favorite pron star – in total ecstasy, amazing! I desire her fulfillment.

For Cindy – it was lust at first sight, his tall fit body, youthful good looks, his smile caught her imagination before she ever knew what was in his pants. In time she had admitted masturbating while watching him the day he moved in.

It was hot and he tossed his shirt. Left in only basketball shorts and sneakers, he carried heavy boxes and furniture from a truck in the alley, up the stairs to the 2nd floor entrance to his apartment.

He had a friend helping move, but Cindy didn’t see them. They were there in plain sight, but her eyes were locked on Marcus’s body. His tone, as she has described for me countless times, whispered in my ear as I make love to her – her telling me his love of filling her – but his tone muscles and strong chest, how his sweat glistened on his evenly dark skin.

[MFM] “There are no mistakes, just happy accidents.” The time my gf and I accidentally entered a foursome which ended up with her being painted like never before. [Part 1] (Somewhat long, worth it)

# Preface

* *If you want to skip directly to sexy stuff*, head down to the middle of **Chapter 2 (I gotchu :)**
* The actual foursome is not included in Part 1.
* The sexy stuff is more of my gf and I in anticipation of it.
* I used the word “accident” because we originally agreed to a threesome but ended up in a foursome.
* I didn’t use the [Group] tag because the actual foursome sex is not included in this part.
* This ended up being longer than I initially thought, so I’ll divide the story into two parts.
* This happened a couple of years ago.
* We are no longer dating, but I will refer to my ex as my gf in the story for clarity-sake.
* All names in the story have been changed.
* All parties involved were between the ages of 21 and 24.
* All sex was consensual.

# Descriptions

**Shae (gf)**

* 5’8″; 120 lbs.
* Perky 34C breasts.
* A round ass that, when enclosed in yoga pants, causes second takes.
* Long brunette hair.
* Somewhat athletic and slim body type.
* Never wears underwear.
* Bisexual.

Gangbang Fantasy

I have this fantasy of going on a date with a really great guy. Like someone everyone knows and respects, and I’m really excited to spend a night with him. I really want this date to go well.

I get myself all done up with the hope of an amazing date. Waxed, manicure and pedicure, hair all done up. I get a new bra and thong, spend too much money on heels and a sexy new dress. I’m ready with time to spare before he picks me up. I’m nervous and excited and horny in anticipation.

He picks me up in his nice, new car. He looks perfect and handsome. We go out to dinner, conversation is easy and laughs are frequent. He has tickets to a band that I love and I’m so excited to go with him. Turns out it’s his favorite band and I feel special that he invited me to go with him. We attempt to go backstage. He talks to the bouncer, and offers him a bribe to let us in.

Jessica’s Freedom – Chapter Four [Rape] [Bondage] [Teen] [Crying] [Cunnilingus] [Kissing] [Sadism] [MF] [Biting] [Abuse] [Blood] [Torture] [Sex Toys] [Choking]

**This story is by and for adults and is purely fiction and fantasy. This story is purely for private enjoyment within one’s own imagination and does not condone any real life actions**

#Part One – Jessica’s Torment

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/997mq7/jessicas_torment_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/998f6i/jessicas_torment_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen_age/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/99fow2/jessicas_torment_chapter_3_mf_rape_age_bdsm_anal/)

#Part Two – Jessica’s Despair

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9a04al/jessicas_despair_chapter_1_mf_rape_age_bdsm_slave/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9er6fj/jessicas_despair_chapter_2_mf_rape_bdsm_teen/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9foh8w/jessicas_despair_chapter_3_mf_rape_bdsm_teen/)

#Part Three – Jessica’s Freedom

[Chapter One](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/a1o2a6/jessicas_freedom_chapter_1_rape_bdsm_teen_crying/)

[Chapter Two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/azmkau/jessicas_freedom_chapter_2_rape_bdsm_teen_crying/)

[Chapter Three](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/b8dzme/jessicas_freedom_chapter_3_rape_bdsm_teen_crying/)

The beginning of the end.

Jessica mumbled and breathed heavy through her gag, spit flying with every exhale, her tears soaked her face as they streamed out from below her blindfold.

Michael breathed just as heavily and his saliva was just as active. His eyes sunk into her vision – naked, arms bound above her on the bed, her ankles tied to the sides leaving her legs spread open, with plenty of slack for her knees to bend… he liked for her to be able to thrash around some. When there’s some looseness to the binds it gives the illusion of a chance to potentially break free. The more she reached for that sliver of hope the deeper her soul would break when she fails.

I WANT NEXT [mff] [mother/daughter] [oral] [mast] [squirt] [swallow]

My friend Heather had a party for her daughter, Maggie, who had just graduated from college. I’ve always had a crush on Heather. She was a little older than me, but she was a total knockout. Just beautiful. My plan was simple: Attend the party, stay all night, and then offer to help clean up. Hopefully one thing would lead to another.

The party itself was fine. Her ex-husband was there, which was good for my case. He was a dick. I could use that later to say I would have treated her better if I had the chance to be with her. She would smile, touch my hand, tell me how sweet I was and then, bam. She’d kiss me. One thing would lead to another and we’d fuck. Well … one could dream.

As it happened, my fantasy wasn’t far off from reality. Her husband WAS a dick. I bailed her out of a near fight with him, “rescuing her” from an almost argument with him. We went outside and talked. She vented about him.

“You need to blow off some steam,” I said.