Brat Sister [Femdom][foot fetish][incest][bondage]

“Janine! Where are you already? I’ve been here for like, forever now…hello?”

Jake called for his sister with no response. He laid on his bed with his limbs tied to each bed post as a part of her cruel game. He pondered his current predicament. *It sucks being blackmailed.*

He had agreed to a strange request from his sister after she threatened to tell their parents about his failed test that he had been hiding. Jake knew that it would ruin his chances of getting that video game he really wanted. She made him undress and let her tie him to his bed. He wondered how long he would have to lay tied to her bed before she let him go?

His bedroom door creaked open from behind him. “Janine, I’ve been laying here for long enough. Can you let me go now please?” he pleaded.

His sister finally came into view wearing nothing but a black thong. She laughed and giggled as she climbed up onto the bed with her brother and sat beside him leaning on his torso.

“Sis! Geez! Cover yourself or something! Where are your clothes?”

Gentle, Loving Femdom [FM] [gentle femdom] [creampie] [affection] [realism] [mutual pleasure]

I ran my fingers through your thick hair, across your strong jawline, and down your neck. As my nails traveled lightly across your chest, stopping to tease a nipple, I heard a gentle huff from you, the softest protest of my actions. You knew any outright denial at this stage was unacceptable, and besides, you wanted this as bad as I did.

“Shhhh, just relax,” I purred, my hand traveling further south as I took in your face. It was a contorted mixture of desire and frustration, and I saw your arms flexing tightly, desperate to break your wrists free of the bindings that held them securely to the bed posts. You had relinquished control to me, and there was no turning back now.

My hand reached the area just above your groin, the sensitive skin just below where the waistline of your pants would be. I dragged my nails across it, watching three red lines appear and watching your back arch in protest, causing your stiff cock to press against my arm. Again I ran my nails across your soft skin, watching your biceps flex angrily against your restraints. I was getting wet already and we hadn’t even gotten to the fun parts.

Savannah’s Hypnotic Socks Pt.2 [Ff][femdom][mindcontrol][footfetish][interracial][non-con]

Chapter 2

By the time Friday morning arrived Roxanne was slightly fatigued, it had taken some time till she could banish the strange occurrences of the day from her thoughts. Worst of all was the idea that Savannah would start to think she actually was some kind of pervert. Savannahs feet disgusted her and yet she had undeniably been caught twice now. She didn’t even know why she did look at her feet. The point is that she would stop doing so going forward, she had to before a rumour would been born. Knowing Savannah she would be delighted to start a rumour like that.

With a sigh Roxanne got dressed for the day picking out a classy navy-blue dress with a white collar, a pair of black opaque pantyhose and a pair of navy-blue ballet flats. Heading into the kitchen she instantly saw Savannah sitting at the table. She was wearing the same outfit as yesterday morning but what worried Roxanne most was her pose. She had taken the liberty of carelessly putting her feet up on the table while she leaned back in her chair busying herself with her phone.

Product Tester [Gentle Femdom] [Creampie] [MFFF] [Short story] [2nd Person] [M POV] [scifi] [fiction]

Product Testing

By: Caustic Maniac

You had arrived at the New Terra colony about a month ago, and were steadily depleting your savings on food and lodging. It seems that the job boom at this colony had been exaggerated. You had traveled from your backwater agri-world to New Terra hoping to start fresh on one of newest and quickly growing colonies in the verse. You’d interviewed for several positions at the colony docks, but at the end of the day they just saw a young hayseed without the typical farm boy strength that usually accompanies men coming from the outer reaches of the various systems near-by. In fact, your overall demeanor comes off as some what soft and bookish, a perfect fit for various service and hospitality sector positions of which there seemed to be none open. “Should sprung for warp travel instead of the cryo-barge, it took me too long to get here”, you thought quietly agonizing over the thought of defeat and returning home to farm algae for the better half or your young life. All your friends had left home too, going back would mean it would just be you and your family with the only possibility of excitement being raided by slavers, and even then, they usually only hit places that had, well, people.

Savannah’s Hypnotic Socks Pt.1 [Ff][mindcontrol][femdom][footfetish][interracial]

Intro

Life couldn’t go any better for Roxanne Prince she had managed to score a full scholarship to her college of choice. Her classes were going great, she had made some good friends and after try-outs she even managed to score a place on the track team. Not that it was that much of a surprise. Afterall Roxanne had always been an excellent sprinter, her body was basically built for it. While she was rather short standing only at about 5’2″ she had long legs for her length, legs that had a nice tone to them due to her years of hard work. Her butt while looking kind of bubbly was very firm, the only thing that could have been better in her opinion were her breasts. They were about a handful each but with the right bra they looked decent for her frame.

Apart from her athletic fit body she was also blessed with a natural beauty. She had a spotless pale complexion, steely blue eyes and dark brown hair that almost always seemed to fall in a perfect wave cascading down her back. Unlike most girls Roxanne never wore makeup unless it was for a very special occasion and even then she kept things minimal not that you could blame her she didn’t need makeup to look good at all.

**Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 5 [FF][FM][Oral][Orgy][Mast][Exh][FDom][Reluc][MC][Voy][Magic]**

**Sabina the Not-Yet Twenty Witch: Part 5 [FF][FM][Oral][Orgy][Mast][Exh][FDom][Reluc][MC][Voy][Magic]**

Hey look, Season 2 of Sabina is on…

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**Chapter 11: On to Business**

Lisa woke Sabina up, standing over her bed naked as she gently shook the witch awake.

“Hey, Sabina…wake up.”

“What?” Sabina muttered, rolling over to see her roommate nude. “Well,” she smiled, “this is a pleasant wake up call.”

“It’s not funny, Sabina. Did you take me home last night, undress me? I don’t…I don’t really remember things too clearly.”

“We were all drinking, but yeah…I took you home.” Sabina swore under her breath. Her magic sometimes had the effect of overwhelming people’s minds, basically making everything so fuzzy it was more or less a blank. “Do you remember having sex—with a guy?” Sabina hastily added.

“Umm…yeah, yeah, I guess.” She said.

“I walked in on you two. I saw it—you—and you were both into it, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“And you undressed me when we got home. Took me to the showers.”

“Yeah, Lisa, you had a little, um, leftover fun on you.” Sabina made a jerking off gesture.

Date Night [Fm] [Femdom]

The lyft ride back from the restaurant had involved a good deal of giggling and furtive groping and embarrassed glances to see if the driver was watching them in the rear view mirror. Stumbling into her apartment, they exchanged tipsy pleasantries with her roommate before hurrying into her bedroom and slamming the door behind them.

She fetched her bluetooth speaker and searched for a playlist while he embraced her from behind. He playfully bit her neck and she shivered and spun around to face him, laughing as their mouths met. They kissed for a long time, their hands slowly exploring each other, their antic energy subsiding.

She pulled away abruptly and regarded him. Her gaze showed no trace of her earlier bounciness; it smoldered like dry ice. He felt it as a flutter in the pit of his stomach. He swallowed audibly, knowing what would happen next.

“Strip.” Her voice was flat and authoritative, her mouth set in a forbidding line.

Coffee, anyone? (FM) (Light Fdom)

I had spent the better part of my 20’s as a barista at everyone’s favorite national coffee chain. It was a way to help support me through college and had been my primary source of income while I searched for a job in my field of expertise. While I don’t miss the customer service, I’ll admit; I had gotten pretty good over the years. You won’t find a better cappuccino than the ones I make!

I enjoyed wearing flirtatious outfits to work. You’d usually find me in a skirt or dress of some sort to complement the aprons we were required to wear. Looking for the perfect cup of coffee? Look no further. Do you like hot or iced? Sweet? Are you looking for an afternoon pick-me-up or something that’s going to keep you awake until tomorrow? I’ve got just the thing for you.

When I met my gorgeous partner, one of the first things he admitted to me was how he’d had a barista fantasy. I told him that if he had come in while I was working, I’d have teased him. Pulling my skirt up a little too high or showing a bit too much cleavage than what would be considered professional. My favorite move would be winking at him as he’s watching me make something new to try. It would be his own fault, really, for admitting he had kinky thoughts about the cute barista behind the counter (me).

The Submissive Professor (27)

I scream in pain and my legs give away. Mistress Christy prevents me from collapsing on the ground. I am paralyzed from the pain and afraid. The violence of my Dominatrixes has just reached the point of no return. I have an epiphany in which I realize what I am: a toy. There is no consideration for my feelings at this juncture. Is it the alcohol flowing or the communicative sadism that fuels them tonight? Their excitement seems to grow with my pain threshold.

This evening will be long and painful and I really dread what activities my dominant Mistresses will invent, as the notion of limits seemed non-existent tonight. Nadine leans towards me and says, “So my little bitch your balls hurt, huh? She explodes with laughter before pulling a ballot.

“Hmmmm interesting, pity I wasn’t the one to whip him! The next ballot is …… 10 minutes of sodomy! I choose Christy!” “I get to choose which accessory I will use on him?” Responds the interested party. “Of course … Chloe, show her your collection please. I’m sure you have the perfect strapon dildo to fuck our whore with..” “Hmmm I think I know which one Christy will choose.”

A knight pledges his fealty to the princess [MF] [Historical fantasy] [CFNM] [Gentle femdom] [Handjob] [Male milking] [Erotic humiliation]

“Wider than that,” his royal tormentor whispered against his ear, her hands caressing his flanks with seeming gentleness before abruptly smacking against his bared ass with a resounding slap. “I know you can spread your legs wider.”

“Damn you,” Aldric gritted out between clenched teeth, unholy runes flaring hot against his neck as the accursed slave collar reacted to his refusal to comply. Heat licked down his spine, searing and scorching through his bones until it reached the soles of his feet, invisible flames compelling him to yield or be burned from the inside out.

Her fingers, though, were blessedly cool against his side, a promise of relief, if only he would obey.

Moments passed, stretching longer and hotter the more he resisted; then finally, with a strangled snarl, the knight commander forced his legs farther apart, his nakedness now even more pronounced for the princess’ viewing pleasure.

Instantly, the fire dissipated, and Aldric convulsively clenched his fingers against the stony protrusions of the wall in front of him, struggling to ground himself as he found himself able to breathe once again.