A new dynamic develops for an old fashioned couple (part 2) [femdom] [M/F30s]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/10r6olb/a_new_dynamic_develops_for_an_old_fashioned/)

So she hatched a plan to seduce him into it a little at a time. It was a Friday night and he was due home soon. A wonderful home cooked dinner was just about ready, the table was set, and the wine bottle was open and breathing. She was dressed in a sexy little number that he had always liked.

She needed to be subtle and she needed to go slow, but tonight was the night that she would start the journey of dominating her dear devoted husband…

John pulled into the driveway and then the garage right on schedule. He was so glad it was Friday and the long work week was over, though he was experiencing a bit less overall stress these days. Still plenty of work stress, but at home, his wife’s surprising new business had taken much of the financial pressures away. It used to be that he would come home from work and find what solace he could in his home and his loving wife, but the stress never went away. But now, he was able to completely de-stress at home and forget about work. He was able to more fully appreciate his beautiful wife and the life they had made together. She really was quite wonderful. He had been a little hesitant about the financial risks of a new business, but admitted that he knew little of online commerce. She had taken to it so well and it had made her so happy. And as the saying goes, ‘happy wife, happy life’, and that proved to be true. But besides that, he fell in love with her all over again every time she smiled at him and these days her new found confidence in herself had made her smile so much more.

A new dynamic develops for an old fashioned couple (part 1) [femdom] [M/F30s]

John and Cindy had been married for seven years and things had generally gone well. They had their arguments like any other couple, but more often than not, Cindy would give in and follow John’s lead. In a modern world, their marriage had been a little more old fashioned. John went off to work every day as a corporate executive. Director of Technology and he was paid fairly well, though not enough to have saved much money yet. He had to pay for college himself, and with a Master’s degree, the loans had had been massive. He still owed so much money on them, and now he also had a car payment and a mortgage to pay for. People see a young corporate Director, the luxury car and the large house and assume money, but they were actually very cash poor. Still, John was expected to maintain certain appearances. He couldn’t show up to work in a 15 year old Corolla.

[F20/M19] [Femdom] School Project with my sexy nemesis

*** I’m not an experiencied writer, it’s not even my hobby, but I wanted to share fantasies that I think are worth to share. Also english is not my first language so I apologize for possible grammatical errors, this is still a WIP. Also, advise is welcome, I’d really like to polish this story. Hope you enjoy ***

It’s a quiet day, but the situation I find myself in could be better. I have to make a informational poster on the anatomy of the female reproductive system for an introductory anatomy class. So far, everything is quite normal, maybe a little embarrassing for me, but nothing serious; the problem is the fact that it’s a pair activity, and my teammate is *sigh* Danielle.

We are both first semester college students, and I think that being the minimum age of majority we should be mature enough to work in a team, but I can’t stand her attitude towards me.

Danielle is a beautiful girl, I can’t deny it. She is not very tall, about 5′ 5″, has a slim build, but is quite thick. She has white, almost pale skin, light brown hair, and a beautiful smile that shows off the braces she is wearing very well. and that she shows every day in class every time she laughs. And even being so beautiful, I can’t ignore the way she treats me.

Another Play Night Pt. 5 of 5 [M/F] [20s-40s] [GFE] [Fdom] [Msub] [Role Reversal] [Anal] [Rape] [CNC?] [Paddle?] [Shower Sex]

[Part 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/10omlea/another_play_night_pt_4_of_5_mf_20s40s_gfe_fdom/)

Author’s Notes (Warnings? Disclaimers?): Back to some heavier stuff again. This isn’t meant to be any sort of broad statement on sexual assault or any sort of apologizing for those who commit it, but focuses on a very specific type that does happen even if no one seems to ever talk about it (I tried to do a little research but came up with nothing on this particular scenario), even though it does unfortunately happen. Again, not based on a specific incident, but loosely on what some people I’ve known talked about. I might do another alt ending at some point that has to do with a different kind of brain problem just to make it match up with the first part, but haven’t started it yet so we’ll see.

Another Play Night Part 5 of 5: Won’t End it There (You Can’t Undo What You Did)

I assumed she was just messing with me as she untied me. “You look pretty worn out, babe. Let’s leave the clean up for the morning so we can get you some rest.” I had a little trouble standing, what with the freshly fucked ass (seriously, was it always like this? She must be better at dealing with pain than I thought). I watched as she began undoing the buckles on her strap as I tenderly took off the ball gag.

Another Play Night Pt. 3 of 5 [M/F] [20s-40s] [GFE] [Fdom] [Msub] [Teasing] [Handjob] [Buttplug] [Puppy] [Cuddling] [Mommy] [MD/LS Roleplay]

[Continued From](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/10jhvog/another_play_night_pt_2_of_5_mf_20s40s_gfe_fdom/)

Another Play Night Part 3 of 5: Re-imagining the Tail (Why Does it Keep Coming Back to Moms)

“I feel bad for the guy, it’s not his fault his owner’s been acting like a big dunce.”

Funny how she could call me a slut or a perv or whore all night and I wouldn’t think twice about it, but dunce? Sorry, “big” dunce? That somehow felt more demeaning. She silenced my train of thought by rubbing her spit covered foot on the head of my cock peaked out of my boxers, making me audibly whimper.

“I should probably give my poor baby some relief before you end up with a priapism or something, but you’ll have to give *me* something first…” Wasn’t sure how I liked the sound of that last part. The way she was acting tonight kind of threw anything I’d come to expect from her out the window. “How about you bend over and stick your sweet patoot up in the air. And pull down your undies while you’re at it.”

Another Play Night Pt. 4 of 5 [M/F] [20s-40s] [GFE] [Fdom] [Msub] [Bondage] [Paddle?] [Pegging] [Denial]

[Continued From](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/10n2wd4/another_play_night_pt_3_of_5_mf_20s40s_gfe_fdom/)

Another Play Night Part 4 of 5: It’s a Hard Lesson to Learn (She Sure Has You Pegged)

I was about to apologize again when she began to speak in that I’m-not-angry-just-disappointed voice. “I even put my titty in your mouth, and at the first sign of push back, you pulled away. Did I use the safe word? Did you yellow light and ask what the deal was? I really thought we were making progress…”

At this point I would honestly rather go back to the slapping. At least then I had something to distract from the turmoil of doubt and guilt brewing inside. She wasn’t happy and it was, of course, my fault. Just like when I accidentally found the stethoscope, it seemed I’d developed a penchant for ruining things.

The ashamed look on my face only seemed to make her irritation worse. “Nothing else to be done for it, then. I’ll just have to lead by example. Go fetch the footstool while I get things ready. You know the one.” she ordered.

That one time I [M19] was used as a sex toy by my girlfriend [F18] and her best friend [F19] (Light Femdom) (Threesome FFM) (Light Bondage) (Name-Calling)

I’d never have thought the first story to ever be officially released under my name to be smut, but here we are. My girlfriend always said she really liked my writing style when I handed her the latest draft or short story I’d come up with. She is a long-time smut-fangirl and seemed to enjoy the way I dirty-talked as well. One time, she told me she was convinced that, if I were to write a kinky story, it would be appealing to a great amount of people. So let’s find out if she was right, I guess.

It all began with us snuggled up on the couch at my place, watching TV. Jimmy McGill was furiously storming out of the courthouse as Erin’s phone buzzed on the table. Unenthusiastically, she grabbed for it and unlocked. After quickly running her eyes over the message, I heard an annoyed groan. “Hey, what’s wrong?”, I asked while driving my hand through her hair. “It’s Lilly. She’s bored and wants to go clubbing. I’ve brushed her off one too many times I think. Looks like I really have to go this weekend. I so don’t have time for this right now. Exams are closing in and I’d much rather spend the weekend just studying and cuddling.” I looked into her huge chestnut eyes and my mind drifted off for a second, only getting hold of my previous train of thought after some time again: “Doesn’t she have a boyfriend too nowadays? Why can’t she go clubbing with him?” Erin’s lip curled to the side in frustration: “Yeah, she does, But he’s not in town for the next weeks. Hence why…”,

“But I want to” PT. 2 [FF] Tiefling X Goblin, [Overstimulation] [Femdom] [Tentacles]

Streaks of light danced across the rather large room of the keep. The stone brick walls were lined with book filled shelves and hooks holding coats, some fine, crafted out of silk and some rough, made of tanned leather and held together with nails and bolts.

She’s never felt quite at home in the keep, definitely not in the large unused halls and even less in her room, despite the many trinkets and piles of stolen junk. Now, aforementioned piles sat in the corner of Nadia’s room. The tiefling’s laboratory was not necessarily tidy either, books sat open and suspended in the air, failed experiments, foul looking jars and metal animals still glowing with arcane sparks littered the floor and shelves.

Tilex sat on the large bed, swinging her feet back and forth as Nadia toyed around with her… things. Dressed in a very thin nightgown, Tilex was doing her best to understand what exactly those things were. There were long thin vials, kept in small wooden posts, each with a different colour liquid inside. To the right was a couple of wider though shorter vials, some holding liquid and some roots, vines and the like. Nadia spread them all across the large mahogany table before turning around, pressing her ass against the table as she looked down directly at the goblin.

Tribute [Femdom] [Monster Girl] [Fantasy]

     A creaking in the thick woods. Barren branches snapping underfoot. A dim lamp struggling against the oppressive dark of the forest. He can see so little and hear so much, each new bird cry and wolf howl paralyzing him for a brief moment. He is not wanted here, and the ground beneath him knows it as well as the looming canopy above. 

     He shakily grasps a scrap-iron short sword. The cheaply forged blade is of little practical use, save the slight bit of courage it affords him, but he holds it like a mighty weapon. He slashes through endless foliage, cutting away thorny appendages that slap back as their tension is released. He bleeds, but does not dare to stumble or cry. It is not just predatory plants that guard this place. 

    A terrible legend haunts him, a towny fable to dissuade wandering children from exploring beyond the bounds of the village. A great beast that pounces from the treeline to devour the lost and trap their souls within an endless leafy purgatory. He is not superstitious, but none can deny the terrible screeches that come from the forest, especially after the village sees off an ambitious traveller into that impermeable darkness. 

Fingered On The First Date [M/F] [Gentle Femdom] [Spanking]

I nervously ran my fingers through my hair as I looked in the mirror.

What should I wear?

How should I carry myself?

I felt like I was going on a date for the first time. Jane would be knocking on my front door any minute, and here I was, letting the pasta overcook as I fretted over my outfit.

We’d connected via Tinder, and the feeling of elation that washed through me when she openly told me she was into Femdom was electric. I’d almost given up on finding a partner with the same kinks as mine, so when through this predominantly vanilla dating app I found and clicked with a dominant woman, I couldn’t believe it.

Jane was incredibly open from the get go in a way that signalled that she had some experience. She told me she was into pegging, and sent me pictures (once we exchanged Instagram handles) of her large collection of strapons. When I told her I’d never been pegged before, or indeed had a really sincere Femdom experience, she seemed excited, but also took care to reassure me that she would look after me. It wasn’t long before we set a date. I told Jane I wanted to cook for her because was a good cook and also because she’d also told me about her service kink.