She lays nearly naked on the bed. Her dark hair flowing across one shoulder. A black kimono wrapped around her. She watches him closely. He sits in the antique, wooden chair that usually resides at the dressing table in the corner of the bedroom. He’s mostly naked, but not quite. He’s wearing his chastity cage, because they feel all sub guys should be. He’s also wearing a rather large butt plug, because his partner likes him like that. Plus he’s wearing a ball gag, because, regardless of the situation, he always talks too much. He’s still not quite sure how he ended up like this. He just followed his partner’s lead, as always, and one thing just lead to another. The last thing he wore were the leather cuffs that were holding his wrists securely to the wooden arms of the chair. He was beginning to wonder where she was going with all this, when they both heard a knock at the door.
Tag: Female Dominant
Play [MF] [Fdom] [Cuck] [Oral]
She sits on the bed, phone in one hand. The AC sends a cool chill across her skin, there’s quite a bit of it exposed at the moment. The black underbust corset accentuates her uncovered breasts, her long, dark hair shimmers down her back. The long, dark stockings reach up to her knees, shielding them somewhat from the cool air. But that’s all she wears. Her eyes are fixed on her screen as she chats away, flicking from one conversation to the next. She’s become pretty good at multitasking these conversations. She continues to chat away, a smile on her face.
Her eyes shift away from the screen for a while to observe the scene before her. With her other hand she reaches out and uses the riding crop she holds to gently rub the exposed balls of her husband. He’s laying on his back in front of her, or more beneath her, well both, actually. He too wears very little. The cock attached to the balls she’s stroking is struggling to break free of its confines. This amuses her and makes her smile even more. The cock locked inside that cage was generally considered by her to be much too small to be of use in the traditional sense, but it did still have its uses in giving her pleasure, such as it did now. It was fun to play with it like this. She gives his balls a quick sharp whack with the crop, then goes back to gently rubbing them and turns her attention back to the phone.
A Living Latex Pillow [MF] [Latex] [Cuck] [Anal] [Fdom] [Extreme Body Modification] [Consensual]
He sits on the couch, motionless. It’s where he spends most of his time. He can’t very well just get up and walk away, after all. She had his arms and legs removed years ago. It was all consensual, of course. She told him her idea and he agreed, after not much thought. The way she explained it to him, it seemed to him like it was the obvious thing to do, like he would have been crazy not to accept. At the same time they had removed his vocal chords. The knew he wouldn’t need them anymore. So they both agreed it just made sense to have them done at the same time.
He breathes in deeply through his nose. He feels the cool, night air against the inside of his nostrils. It was, after all, one of the few exposed places left where he could feel anything. Part of the agreement he made with his wife was that he would be permanently encased, from head to toe (or torso, as it were) in latex. She had a custom suit especially made for him. No arms or legs, for obvious reasons, an attached hood with no eye holes, nose holes with little hoses that extended partially up into his nostrils so no skin need be exposed, a padlocked zip across his mouth, and a padlocked zip across his anus. When he happily climbed inside it, they had used a mixture of lubricant, glue and other things to help glide him in. Once settled, the mixture halted all hair growth and the glue bound the latex permanently to his skin.
Best friends [MF] [BDSM] [sadism] [fdom]
Hello Redditors,
I was bored in the plane, here is my first contribution. English is not my first language (especially on an iPhone keyboard) so I apologize for the grammar.
WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.
I hope some of you will still enjoy the story. Feel free to comment (in good or bad).
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The following story is entirely true… Up to a certain point, before it becomes fantasy. Notice: the fantasy starts much later than you may think.
WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.
I included a (lot of) background for the story. Too long : skip to the ——-
I first met L when I was twelve. She was the sister of a friend I used to play online video games with, and one year older than me. We started chatting online and, pretty fast, we became friends, although we lived several hundred miles apart. At some point — I don’t remember it that well, we decided to add webcam to our chats. She is blond with very light blue eyes, and was already very pretty for her age, around 14 by that time. We kept chatting online and we soon became very close friends, and then best friends.
Thorvik Kabot, Succubus-Slayer in “The Golden Webs Of The Spider Goddess” [Femdom][Fantasy]
COACH LAURIE [Femdom] [CFNM] [mast] [Hum] [80’s Sex Comedy Vibe]
Darker things [femdom]
Joe tried to push me into kinky sex since we started dating. Curious as I am, I very often indulged. But nothing ever seemed to be enough for him: once slapped in the face, he wanted to be paddled; after spending an evening at my feet, he wanted to be my “slave” for our vacation trip. I never pushed him into it, even if I gradually came to enjoy being cruel to him.
After a while, however, this continual insistence on making every moment a submission fetish thing began growing old. We could never seem to go out as a normal couple, for example; I could never just lose control in bed.
Things came to an impasse when he came up with chastity play. The cock cage did look sexy on him, but he never was any good with his tongue – and now what with this “serving me” I wasn’t getting any pleasure at all!
After two weekends of this new game, I decided to go out and leave him locked. This was the kind of abstract kink he loved, and although we never said it out loud, our pregnant silences told me that he wanted to be made feel inadequate.
How a Weird Cute Girl Cured my Depression. [MW] [Fdom] [mast] [reluc] [voy]
Call me Steve. I’m an average-looking, although lean, 26 years year old male.
A few months ago I moved to Sydney after completing my engineering degree and – let’s face facts – after my girlfriend, Jai, dumped me for another guy. Apparently, I was always studying and not being attentive to her needs. Her “needs” often centred on her interests, her friends and, well, shopping. I’m not bitter about her choosing somebody else, in truth, I did make my studies as a priority, but also I did love that girl, and I was depressed as hell for losing her. Moving to Sydney and into a tiny little inner-city flat while I looked for work didn’t help. I did low paying intern work during the day, and at night watched TV and moped.
It was a Tuesday night about 6.00 pm when there came a lazy rapping on my door. I sighed as I was about to do something and didn’t wish to be interrupted. But, as I never got visitors I was curious as to who might be knocking at this hour. Please don’t let it be religious nuts.
[lesbian][free use][Fdom/Fsub][oral][office] To what lengths would a woman go for a Job?
[A commision by /u/josession, this story is about a woman who walks into a job interview , and has to go to great lengths for a job! Enjoy, /r/eroticliterature!](http://apiirwrites.tumblr.com/post/152046676811/how-far-would-a-woman-go-for-a-job-interview-a)
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I had the best dream last night… I got to take off every piece of that suit. [MF] [Fdom]
I started by kissing you so passionately while I undid each tiny button on that vest. I let my tongue dance with yours as I slid your vest down off your massive shoulders, pressing my body firmly against yours so I could rake my nails up your muscled back and around to your chest. With a devilish smile and a quick kiss I undid your tie and used it to blindfold you, savoring every second of your grip tightening on my hips. My lips against your neck I mumbled to you to undo your cuffs, and my kisses followed my hands down your body as I undid your shirt. Any type of undershirt you may have had on was coming off fast; all I wanted was to have my mouth on your bare chest.
Goddddd I was so happy to finally be able to take off your belt. Belt, button, zipper, then dowwwwwn onto my knees as I took your pants to the floor. My nails dug into your ass hard enough to make you gasp a little, which only made me smile more as I traced the outline of your dick with kisses through your boxers. I moved my mouth up to kiss your hip bones, your breathing increased as I slid off your boxers and let your dick rest against the side of my face. I fucking love teasing you….I wanted you to beg for me.