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A mother’s lust, Part 6 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Jenna shivered, watching her husband … seeing all the signs of his pent-up arousal. The rosy blush on his cheeks and forehead and neck … the way he seemed to strain forward in his chair. The way the hand not holding her damp panties was absently stroking and touching the bulge of his caged cock through his slacks.

His words to their son had seemed to arrow into her heart, the heartfelt plea in them melting her, even as she felt herself spasm and clench around Michael’s big cock. She drove forward and down onto her son, producing a wet, squelching sound as she took all of him inside again, and she gripped his hair and head as she held onto him, her arms up over her own head, Michael’s warm breath on her shoulder and neck as she ground against him, feeling her son’s hard chest and abdomen against her back, supporting her as she rolled her hips and ground down onto his rock-hard phallus in animal pleasure. Read more »

The Letter F [MF] [hotpast] [gentle femdom] [bodywriting] [short]

I noticed it at dinner. She was wearing a deliciously low cut dress, red, my favourite. She leaned forward to say something softly to me, I don’t even remember what, all I remember is the scent of perfume, the slip of her dress, and the F.

Just there, just beneath the silk written on her breast, in black, ink? Makeup? The letter F.

She knows I saw and I know the motion was deliberate. Everything about tonight has been deliberate, from the choice of venue (our first date), to the dress (the last I bought her before I left) to the F written on her left breast.

We kiss like teenagers the entire Uber ride back to hers, she tastes familiar yet different; her choice of wine has changed but her tongue still does that thing. Her body presses against me, I feel the heat of her through the thin fabric of her dress and my shirt. The driver must hate us. My hand slips up her dress to find lace, heat, dampness. She spreads her legs a little. The driver must love us. Read more »

Madison’s fate Chapter 1 [Femdom]

23rd July 20XX

It was unusual for the Weber household to be silent at night. Alexandra and William Weber were known to hold parties and gatherings almost every single night. With its spacious front lawn filled with commissioned sculptures, to a just as wide ballroom equally filled with lavish painting, it was almost expected for the pair to always find reasons to showcase their collections. On any other night, the manor would have laughing colleagues, drinking the finest wines and mingling with the couple. But not on this night. Tonight, the house was quiet.

When you enter the Weber manor, you will first notice a grand, spiraling staircase leading up to the house’s library. What most guests fail to notice, was a door hidden beneath said staircase. The door was plain, unassuming, with a knob designed to blend into the wallpaper. In the room beyond was a staircase leading down, into a basement only those close to the couple know about.

In that basement, arms tied behind his back, sat a young Maxwell Madison. Only 18 years of age, the young boy snuck into the manor hoping to steal a small fortune. He had successfully found easy entrance into the house, the roving guards not once catching sight of him. Read more »

I Met You On a Walk (Part 3) [FM] [Fdom] [Msub] [BDSM]

You hesitated before you got up and led me down a hallway. You paused for a moment before opening the door. Your face was bright pink, ears matching. Impatiently, I swung the door open and wrapped my arms around your neck, pulling you in as I kissed you hungrily. The taste of your lips on mine made me want you right then and there. I threw you onto your bed, I noticed a few dress ties on the floor and grabbed a couple. Right before I could begin tying your hands you stopped, telling me you had something else I could use.

From under the mattress corners you exposed leather clasped shackles. You moved to the head of the bed, reaching under exposing a lead. Intrigued, I studied your face, trying to find any indication as to why you had a lead tied to your bed frame. Abashed, you reached into the drawer of your nightstand and brought out a box. Inside the box neatly laid a black leather collar, a ball gag, and a silken blindfold. You slowly slipped the collar on yourself and showed me the loop the lead attached to. I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Read more »

THE TRANSFORMATION OF DRACO MALFOY (A femdom fanfiction, footdomination)

The clock just hit midnight at the Yuleball in Hogwarts, as Fleur Delacour decided to go to bed. As the proud beauxbatons-champion she felt like it was her duty to set an example for good behaviour and not partying for too long. She left the great hall and was on her way over to the big carriage – in wich the french witches slept in during their stay in Hogwarts – as she heard voices raising from behind a tree. She changed paths to get closer to the source of the noise. Draco Malfoy was standing there with his wand in his hand launching threats towards to girls who both seemed to be around his age. Fleur knew them but wasnt sure whereform. The girl with the brown curly hair shoutet back at malfoy telling him to fuck off while the redheaded beauty made an attempt to reach for her own wand. But without success. Malfoy was quick to notice it and raised his wand and voice.
Draco Nonono Ginny you don’t wanna do that believe me. You wouldn’t want me to be mad at you… Why don’t you give it up?! Granger is useless without her wand wich she was dumb enough to forget to bring and you are no match for me… Just hand over your dumb little stick and I won’t be too harsh with you haha.
Fleur watched the whole scene with big interest and sympathy for the poor girls and now stepped in as Ginny was about to give her wand up.
Fleur What is going on here?!
Malfoy turned around and started smiling.
Draco Oh what a nice surprise… Looks like I’m gonne fuck three asses tonight haha, congratulations frenchy pussy, you’ve just walked into your own misery.
Fleur Soooo that’s what this is all about. Hahaha how pathetic.
Drace You won’t dare to say that again after I’m done with youaaaaah!
Malfoy was caught offguard by Fleur. He didn’t expect her to attack him as he thought she woulnd’t stand a chance against him… Oh how wrong he was…
Draco What the fuck! What kind of crazy spell did you use on me you stupid bitch!
Fleur just smiled and ignored his crying. She took away his wand wich fell out of Malfoys. She handed it to Hermione and turned back to him who had now a suffering look on his face.
Fleur It’s called «culus extendio»
She said with a victorious smile on her face.
Draco And what does it… I mean… What is it that horrible fee-
Fleur What?! That horrible feeling you got up your asshole? Hahah let me explain it to you… The spell is focusing on your tight little manpussy you got back there. It starts to strech you asshole wider and wider… A few milimeters every other second… And it won’t stop until your hole is big enough to fit a whole fist in it hahaha. Belive me I’ve seen it working before. You are not the first jerk who tried to get advantage of me…
Draco Stop it! For christ sake stop it! It’s already big enough to fit a whole finger in it! He yelled in pain and humiliation. Read more »

I Met You On a Walk (Part 2) [FM] [Fdom] [Msub]

I knocked on your door, nervous to see how you’ll answer after seeing your picture. The door clicked, swinging open. You stood there wearing just basketball shorts now. The light of inside backlit you, shadowing your anxious smile as you greeted me. I had to draw my eyes up from your well formed legs when you spoke. You moved aside and invited me in, offering drinks. Another reason I liked you, you were considerate. Later, I found you were more than generous as well.

We sat on your couch, facing each other and talking. You kept fidgeting and glancing at my lips any chance you got, thinking I didn’t notice. I couldn’t take it anymore, I sat up and leaned towards you, setting my hands on your thigh. You were in the middle of a sentence when our lips met. You buckled immediately, leaning back as I continued to lean forward. Soon I was straddling your shorts, laying on top of you, our lips still together. You panted slightly when I parted your lips with my tongue, and eagerly greeted my tongue with yours. My fingers teasingly trailed down your chest to your sides. I felt you shiver and slightly moan while our tongues danced. Your large, rough hands landed on the small of my back, pinkies exploring further down towards my voluptuous ass barely being held in by my shorts. Between my legs I felt you growing, hardening against my thigh. You looked so beautiful beneath me, vulnerable. You woke something up deep inside me, something primal. Read more »

A mother’s lust, Part 5 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Daniel sat, motionless. Staring. Unable to move or breathe, it felt like. Unable to do anything but watch. He felt the swelling, and kept himself from moving his hand toward the plastic and steel cage that encased him under his slacks. What was the point?

And anyway, he simply * couldn’t* move. His eyes were locked in his head, he could barely blink. Didn’t *want* to blink. His heart was laboring in his chest and he felt sweat beading his forehead and slicking his chest and back as he watched his wife sucking their son’s meaty cock.

All of the emotions that usually warred within him in these moments were with him now. Only magnified. He felt the jealousy, the lust. The roiling churn of emotions in his gut, love and lust and embarrassment and guilt and dismay and want and desire … all balled up, each rearing its head in turn, making his heart pound harder and his cock stiffen in its cage and his body sweat and minutely shiver and jerk. But it was so much harder, so much more powerful now. Read more »

A mother’s lust, Part 4 [cuck] [Fdom] [MmF] [inc]

Her son’s hug was decorous, almost formal, as he held her briefly, one big arm circling her mid-back. She felt the soft brush of his mustache and beard against her cheek as he kissed her there, almost in a perfunctory way, and then she was released. He took a step back, and she looked up at him. His face was almost crimson, and she saw fine beads of sweat on his brow. She saw his eyes raise to the stairs and then he dipped to set his bags down before rising again to his full 6’4” and stood, looking up and past her for a moment, before smiling — strained, not at all his usual care-free grin — and saying, “Hi dad.”

She turned too, and there was Daniel, slightly above them both on the fourth riser, paused. His face was just as flushed as his son’s, and for a space of moments, they stood there, all three in an odd tableau. She had time enough to wonder, fleetingly, if all of this hadn’t been a rather enormous mistake. But then she steeled herself, reached inside for her strength and need and desire — as well as what she knew Daniel himself needed — and stepped forward, reaching for her husband’s hand on the polished oak banister. Read more »

My girlfriend and her friends raped me on my birthday then kept me tied up as their sex slave for several days before I escaped. Trigger Warning. [FFFFFM] [FFFM] [FFM] [MF] [Creampie] [Non-consent] [NC] [Reverse Gangbang] [Forced Intercourse] [Forced Sex]

Trigger Warning: This post contains instances of sexual assault and nonconsensual sexual intercourse. I do not wish this upon anyone, I do not condone such actions in any way, and I do not wish to offend anyone. I just need to get this off my chest. It helps to be able to send this stuff out to the void. I don’t know what to expect but I also don’t see any downside to sharing this experience.

I’ve already posted before about my girlfriend, let’s name her Tina (not her real name), who is seriously obsessed with CNC and femdom stuff. We tried both recently and she went a bit overboard. As a summary she basically used me for two days straight, ignored our safe word, and made me cum so many times I blacked out on numerous occasions. I’m not sure why she likes it so much. I’m guessing it had something to do with her strict upbringing or maybe this is just what some girls like. Despite my apprehension, I will say that I’m more than open to that sort of thing. The issue is she get’s carried away and can sometimes forget the consent part of CNC. I’m usually able to forgive her for these things since it’s not too serious but this time things got way out of hand. While we were staying in one of her family’s homes she orchestrated a whole event where she and several of her friends tied me down, gagged me, then used me on my birthday all without my consent (i.e. rape). I had told her that I wanted her to try doing CNC stuff again on me, but I was expecting her to get my consent first. Read more »