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[MF(Succubus)] Dear Lilith, Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Succubus [mast] [oral] [Fdom] [fantasy?] [part1?]

I repurposed a prompt I made for r/dirtypenpals for this story. I’m really interested in feedback from everyone here and am definitely up for writing more parts if there is interest. I really appreciate you reading my story!
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I had no idea what the consequences of my actions would be at the time. I don’t even really know why I did the ritual. Probably an unhealthy combination of boredom and curiosity. How could I have been so reckless, so brazen? I guess I had no respect for the spirit world.

I don’t really remember how I stumbled upon the ritual. I do remember it was on some random blog, with shitty design (think late 90’s Geocities) and typos galore. The author had abandoned updating it more than six years ago. After straining through a few paragraphs of red text on black background, the mysterious author outlined a pretty simple way to summon something called a succubus. He wasn’t clear exactly what a succubus was, some kind of spirit that didn’t fit the good vs evil dichotomy, but apparently he got a great deal of pleasure out of his experiences. Read more »

3 lovers and a servant [MF] [BDSM] [Fdom]

She heard the doorbell as she was lounging in her chair, the leather creaking softly as she put down her book and got to her feet. Heading out into the hall she made sure to grab her riding crop before coming to a halt at her door. She could only see the top of his head through the door spy so she let him sweat a little as she counted the cars that drove by on the road behind him. She counted up to 3 cars on the quiet suburban street before she finally opened the door for him.

He was on his knees in front of the door and staring down at her knee high leather pumps, she had to give him credit for his restraint when he managed to not look up at her even after seeing those. She stood silently in the doorway as he sat on his knees on the hard ground with his hands behind his back. Nodding to herself she placed the riding crop on his shoulder and pushed it down firmly. He bent down obediently and kissed her feet. Read more »

A night with my Mistress and her friends – part 3 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

What follows in this post is the third and final part of my story telling the tale of how I spent an evening with my mistress and her friends. In the first two parts I described how I greeted the guests in bondage and then pleasured them under the dinner table for a special dessert. I will now tell how we spent the rest of the evening playing a few after dinner games mostly for their entertainment. In addition to myself and my Mistress, Charlotte, her four friends are currently enjoying each other’s company and they are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia.

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Following dinner, the smell of the dining room was now awash with the pungent aroma of vagina and so the guests retreated back to the living room. My leash had been affixed to the underside of the table where the four legs joined and I used the opportunity to relax my face and tongue. Not all of the remaining guests had been brought to orgasm as they weren’t all as keen as my first helping from Annabel. Regardless my face was covered in the juices of the four guests as my Mistress had not taken part in this course of the meal. Read more »

The Machine, Part 2: Twins [FFM][Twincest][Humiliation][Lactation][Fdom][Massive Cock]

[FFM][Twincest][Humiliation][Lactation][Fdom][Massive Cock]

Previously Established Characters:

Brad, the cum machine. 23. He is tall, muscular, handsome. He has a huge cock and produces massive cum loads. His personality is unexceptional.

Clarissa, the cum lover. She is short, petite, fit. Cream colored skin. Black hair, buzzcut. Face piercings and dark make up. Her personality is dominant and controlling. She has a cum fetish and she is attracted to men.

THE MACHINE, PART II: TWINS

Brad had been seeing Clarissa for a few months now. Their relationship wasn’t exclusive, and it was almost entirely sexual, despite the fact that they had never actually had sex. However, in recent weeks it was starting to develop into something more friendly. Initially, Clarissa had somewhat discouraged Brad to even talk to her, preferring to use him for his body. She refused to meet him anywhere outside her bedroom. Recently, however, she had been having full conversations with him, and had been inviting him to go on errands with her. She was always condescending, and often Brad got the distinct feeling that she was trying to train him in some way. Read more »

ROOKIE COP CAPTURED BY WHORES !!! [str8] [Fdom] [Reverse Gangbang] [NC] [BD] [Huml] [Blkmail] [oral] [StrapOn]

Officer Dan responding to a call from Angela (a police dispatcher), saw them in front of the alley, congregating again.

*Jesus, these hookers are like cockroaches; you just can’t get rid of them* he thought to himself as he turned on the red & blue lights of his patrol car.

Dan thought about calling it in, but decided against it; he wasn’t very well liked by his fellow cops these days. Nothing good would come from mentioning this to dispatch.

Officer Rosita, his former partner had just been assigned desk duty, pending an investigation thanks to testimony that Officer Dan had provided to Internal Affairs. *Bitch is lucky I didn’t file a sexual harassment charge against her too for all of her little comments and groping.*

Stepping out of his cruiser, Officer Dan was an imposing figure 6’2”, lean bicyclist’s build with classic Italian features (dark curly hair, dark complexion and eyebrows that were a tad too thick).

“OK ladies, you know the drill. Vacate the area or I’ll run you in.” Dan said to the streetwalkers as he approached them. *Diverse group tonight* Dan thought as he looked the whores over; it was a mishmash of big hair, weaves, long nails, mini-skirts, thigh high boots, high heels, spandex and booty shorts that were one or two sizes too small. Read more »

The Machine, Part 1: Clarissa [MF][Fdom][petite][huge cock][no sex][frotting]

“Wow.”

The pitch of her voice still surprises you, given her small stature. All you can see is her back- from her black buzz cut hair to her creamy white firm butt cheeks, which are sitting on your belly- so you can’t see her expression.

“You’re a monster.”

Her voice is as luxurious as her skin, which feels silky smooth against yours. She’s referring to your cock, which she has just taken out of your pants. The rest of your clothes are already on the floor. You had met her on Tinder, and after messaging for a few days, agreed to pick her up for a movie. Upon arriving at her apartment, she pulled you inside, led you to her bedroom, pushed you onto the bed, pulled her tiny black dress off over her head (wearing nothing underneath), and stripped of your shirt. Now she is sitting on your belly, slowly sliding off your pants. You smile as she comments on your size, and are about to thank her for the compliment, but she cuts you off.

“What a disappointment.” Read more »

A night with my Mistress and her friends -part 2 [MFFFFF] [Fdom] [Msub] [bd] [bdsm] [oral]

I imagine that since you are reading this post you have already perused the first part of my story that I left on this sub a day or two ago. If you have not, I would thoroughly recommend reading it beforehand though I will offer this short recap to both bring new readers up to speed and remind old readers of what they already know. I am a young submissive, who, along with my older Mistress, are entertaining four guests tonight. They are all friends of my Mistress, Charlotte, and are Annabel, Sarah, Rosie, and Ophelia. So far I have spent the evening in the entrance to Charlotte’s house in bondage greeting everyone. What follows is the second part of my tale, which takes place just after dinner. The five women have finished their main course and are settling into some dessert. And first a short interlude to fill in the gaps.

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Mei Goes to Dave & Busters; [FFFFM][Fdom][Msub][cbt][growth][huml][raceplay][self-buk][nc][bdsm]

I’ve been told that I’m a company woman to the death, and that it wasn’t necessarily a compliment or an insult. I work long, hard hours, and take my work home with me when I can. I always think two steps ahead of my supervisors, and find new, efficient ways to do my work. God forbid I ever catch anyone stealing supplies here and there; even if someone so much as opens the supply closet without leaving a form with me will receive the full, unabated, righteous fury of the company, and clean out their desks by 4pm.

I’ve been told that I have a Napoleona complex: since I’m small, slim, flat chested with no butt, I secretly feel inferior to everyone, and I have to overcompensate. The person who told me that got fired a week later for completely unrelated reasons, I hear. Missing supplies ended up in his desk or something or other. It is true that I am the smallest person in the office. Some people even say that I look like someone’s angsty teenaged daughter, what with the “radical” pixie cut that I wear. Read more »

Haley’s Game. [Fdom]

I still get letters from him. Who writes letters nowdays? I guess he feels our previous intimacy warrants it. I know them as soon as they come. The awkward handwriting, the cheap stationery that’s made to look expensive. But they’re charming. I love receiving them. He is, after all the boy I used to make myself a woman.

My father disapproved of sport, and as a result, I was a solemn girl. To compete was to make something of myself, to prove myself to a disapproving world and parent. When I won, and I won often, I was good enough. I always made sure that we had a comfortable lead before the end of the first quarter, leaving me three quarters to feel good enough.

Except on that day. Timothy, as he was known then (Tim now, I know from his letters) was on the opposing team. I saw myself in him; he disliked himself too. Though unlike me, he was less able to do anything about it. My body was my project, my hobby. I turned my height, a flaw, into a strength, and made my body into a perfect piece of athletic equipment. But Timothy only had his height him equipping him for basketball. He had a large waist that needed to be dragged around the court; he often lost control of his movements, as his weight added momentum to them. Read more »